Hello all! This is my first erotica! I am taking it slow though so if you want sex right away that won't happen with this story! Also the characters are all over the age of 18! Enjoy!
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My mom and dad divorced when I was little. I don't think they ever truly loved each other. To me love is someone you want to spend the rest of your life with. Someone you can tell anything to and not be embarrassed. I of course have never been in love before. Maybe that's because no one has really come up to scratch? If that makes any sense.
My dad has been lonely for a long time. My mother not so much. She found someone right away, it lead me to believe that maybe she was having an affair and that's why she could move on so quickly. I felt horrible for my father. He started to have a drinking problem after my mother left. He would stay out late and sometimes not come home for a few days. I had to stay with my mom while he went to rehab a few times.
ow he's better and working full time at a law firm. I am eighteen years old living in his basement. I moved in with my father about a year ago. Our relationship is just like how it's always been. Fun and inspiring.
"Hey dad, I'm home." I say loudly. It's about 10 p.m. I had just started night classes at a local community college and it's starting to take a toll on me already. Especially since I have no idea what I want to do with the rest of my life.
I hear giggling in the living room. I set my bag on the chair and walk slowly to the living room. My dad doesn't giggle.
I see him sitting in a chair, and a woman with blonde hair not that much younger then him sitting in his laugh. I clear my throat. Her cheeks turn a weird shade of pink and quickly stands up, fixing her dress in the process.
"Hi, you must be Rebecca."
"Becky, and you are?"
"Oh Becky, I'm sorry. This is Sharon, she's well. She's my fiancé."
"How long have you known each other?"
"About five minutes. Just kidding. We met in rehab." Oh. She's an alcoholic too? Well maybe this is a good thing.
We talked throughout the night and into the morning. Dad fell asleep ages ago. I really like Sharon. She's funny, and a complete opposite of my mother which is a plus. Not that I don't love my mom.
"We are having a party tomorrow night to celebrate our engagement. You can meet Kyle!"
I smile at the idea of having a brother. Well any kind of sibling really. I am an only child as you can see. I never really had anyone I could confide in. It would probably be nicer if it were a sister at least then we can talk about boys. But with a brother that would probably be difficult. She didn't tell me how old he is. So maybe he will be a younger brother? That might be better. I don't really have anything in common with a guy my age or older.
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My dad died a year ago. My mom is finally moving on and with someone absolutely amazing for her. Well he has to be amazing. I have never seen my mom glow this much. His name is Richard and he has a daughter a few years younger than me. I have never had a sibling before. My mom only wanted one child, but I guess now she will have to deal with two. Their engagement party is going to be at Richard's house.
I dress in black pants and a white dress shirt that's open down to my chest. I spike my hair a bit and spray on some cologne. I'm a straight man that likes to smell good and dress good. Maybe that makes me look like a douche, but I like it.
"Kyle, I was ready an hour ago. Sometimes I think I have a daughter instead of a son." I chuckle and hurry down the stairs. We jump into my red jeep and my mother gives me directions to the house. They don't live very far from us. I wonder if I might have already seen her before because this isn't a huge town.
When we arrive I notice that no one else has arrived yet. Good gives us a chance to be more acquainted with each other first. You don't want this kind of thing to be awkward.
