When I married my boss I knew I would enjoy some financial advantages over just being his girlfriend on the side but as time went on there were other benefits.
I got along well enough with my stepson, Duncan didn't get along all that well with his mother and he didn't resent me. In high school he was mostly into being on the football team, even if he was a second string linebacker, and the girls who were enamored with football players. And he was popular with the girls. He entertained cheerleaders, athletes, scholars, nerds, a couple of goth girls and any number of fat girls. He played football not favorites.
Well Duncan wasn't much for the books either, so he ended up attending junior college as a freshman, and he was still a second string linebacker. But he was still popular with the girls.
It was early during his freshman year I came to realize just how much of a hunk of young man Duncan was, all those girls couldn't be wrong. At 6-2 tall and 215 pounds Duncan had a thick mop of blond hair, a magnificent body and from seeing him in a Speedo and overhearing some gossip from more than a few girls he was apparently prodigious.
I don't consider it conceited to say I caught Duncan checking me out any number of times. I've got quite the hot little body for being 38 years old, all of 5 feet tall and a tight 100 pounds with a 32B chest and long thick jet black hair.
So this one non-descript Friday night Duncan and I were in the pool, my husband had departed that morning on one of his endless fishing trips with the guys and would be gone until Tuesday. Both of us were alternately swimming, floating and just winding down from the day. I had on a modest string bikini, if there is such a thing and Duncan has on a pair of long baggy swim trunks.
I was actually teasing Duncan when I asked, "How can it be a Friday night and no female company for you?"
He replied, "No just worked out that way, nothing going on and nobody to hang with. Except for you, of course."
Well whatever hit me at that moment I decided to see how much I could get going on. I came up behind Duncan as he stood waist deep in the water and jumped on his back, wrapping my legs barely around his midsection and my arms around his neck. With his strength it was no problem for Duncan to stand steady with me on his back. After about a minute of me just hanging there he squatted down submerging us both under water. I held firm and a few seconds later he stood back up.
It was a playful move and spurred me to my own playful next move. I slid slowly down Duncan's back so my feet were on the bottom of the pool. My arms were just long enough to reach around Duncan's waist and hug his big solid backside against my body. Then I slid one hand into the waistband of his trunks and found one seriously large dick.
My arms were too short to reach around Duncan's thick body and get both hands into his shorts and I could have used both on his semi hard cock. So keeping my one hand in his shorts with a firm grip on his dick I used my free hand to turn Duncan towards me.
I looked up at a smiling stepson and said, "Would you prefer a quick finish right here or should we go inside and do a proper job of it in bed?"
Duncan did a quick hair flip and reached down, put his hands under my arms and lifted me to eye level with him and replied, "I vote for going inside and seeing how long we can go at it."
"So that makes it unanimous." I said.
Duncan then put me over his right shoulder and began walking to the shallow end to walk up the steps out of the pool. Once out he patted me on the ass and just said softly, "Oh yeah."