We woke up the next morning, still in each otherâs arms. When Kathryn opened her eyes and looked at me, she remembered the events of last night and smiled.
âGood morning,â I said, and kissed her on the forehead.
âMorning,â she replied. She kissed my lips and slipped her tongue into my mouth, taking me by surprise. She reached down and, finding my penis, gave it a good hard squeeze before getting out of my bed. I looked at her beautiful ass while she put her nightshirt back on. I just couldnât believe everything that had happened in the last day or two. My heart raced as I watched her.
âWeâll do this again?â I asked hopefully, fairly sure what her response would be. She gave me a strange look and I panicked for a second, but then she said,
âSebastian, of course weâll do this again.â A naughty grin came over her face. I loved her so much at that moment. I barely even knew her, but somehow I loved her to death anyway. With her shirt on, she waved goodbye, blew me a kiss, and slipped out the window to cross the balcony over to her own room. I rubbed my face, perhaps making sure that this was really happening and not some wonderful dream.
Later that day, the four of us, (my dad and I, Kathryn, and my new stepmother Carol), all went out to dinner together so we could âget to know each otherâ. It was all pretty boring. Carol was so interested in every little detail about me, but all I could think about was being with Kathryn again. She kept giving me naughty looks from across the table, licking her lips and such, making my dick swell each time. She sure knew how to drive me crazy. But it was okay; I knew that it was all leading up to tonight when we could have more amazing sex.
That night I stayed awake, naked in bed, anxiously waiting for Kathryn to knock at my door or maybe slip in through the window. It was hard not to touch myself when I thought of her, but I wanted to save my erection this time so she could play with it when she arrived. I looked at the clock. It read 12:44. I was starting to worry that she wouldnât come tonight. I would have to pleasure myself after all in that case, but after a few moments, I heard three knocks at the door. My heart jumped in my chest. I removed the sheet that was covering me, allowing my boner to be in full view for her, and said,
âCome in.â The door opened, and Carol stepped into the room. When she saw me lying there naked, she gasped and looked at the floor. At the same time I yanked the sheet across my waist in embarrassment.
âOh, Carol. God, Iâm so sorry. IâŠâ What could I say? It was a very awkward moment, to say the least.
âI shouldnât have knocked so late anyway, itâs my fault,â she said nervously. âBut, why were you⊠I mean, if you werenât⊠Oh. Oh my. Kathryn. Were you waiting for Kathryn?â I nodded guiltily. What else could I do? There was really no other explanation. Carol came in and closed the door behind her. She sat down awkwardly at the foot of my bed. âSebastian,â she said, âYou and Kathryn canât be together.â I nodded again. She was probably right, but I was crushed nevertheless. She was taking my fantasy and ripping it into shreds. Carol continued, âIt just wouldnât work, Sebastian, because I want you all to myself.â
I simply nodded again, not even hearing what she said at first. When I finally processed each word, I stared at her in blank surprise. Had I heard correctly?