I sat in the living room trying to watch the television, but once again, my parents were having yet another heated discussion in the kitchen.
My father was off on another business trip, which he had to do to earn money, but it annoyed my stepmother a lot, because she was hoping to spend some quality time with him that weekend.
As I learnt later, that was actually code for she wanted to have sex, because, she really wanted a baby.
Lizzie, my stepmother, had never had a child herself, her first marriage ended before they managed it, and then being married to my father hadn't gone as she hoped because, despite the fact he was in his late forties and she was in her early-thirties which shouldn't have been a problem, my father wasn't exactly keen to become a dad again.
I guess they should have talked about that before they got married, but they were in love, and eager to spend their lives together.
Anyway, after yet another small argument about it, my father left on his trip, and my unhappy stepmother headed out into the garden, to sit and drink in the sunshine.
The next day, I went out to meet friends and didn't return home until late afternoon, and as I walked in, my stepmother was nowhere to be seen.
Curiously I called out to her, wondering where she was, and then she called back to me.
"Hey Steve! I'm upstairs! Are you all by yourself?" she asked back.
"Um. Yeah?!" I replied back, not sure why she needed to know that.
"Good. There's something I want to talk to you about, so have a seat on the sofa, and I'll be right down!" Lizzie then said keenly.
So, kind of curious to find out what it was, I sat on the big blue sofa in the living room, and waited for stepmother to come and join me.
A few moments later, Lizzie then came down the stairs, and dressed in her big white fluffy dressing gown, with her short blonde hair that stopped around her slim cheeks, she sat down beside me on the sofa.
Now, I curiously stared at my stepmother, because it was the middle of the afternoon, and Lizzie didn't usual wander around the house in her dressing gown this late in the day, so I was wondering why she was.
Then she said to me "Steve. There's something really important I need to ask you?"
"Okay." I replied back.
"You know I've been trying to persuade your father to get me pregnant? Because I've always wanted a baby, and dreamed of having the perfect little family! All of us together, right?" she then asked.
"Yeah. I know you would like that." I replied back.
"Well, you probably know too, he's not exactly been on board with the idea?" she then asked.
"I was aware, he wasn't keen to become a father again." I replied back.
"Well, that got me thinking, how could I get pregnant without his contribution, but still... keep it in the family?" she then said, before she stared firmly at me.
I stared back at her at first looking slightly confused, and then after a moment, I realised what she was talking about, and quickly replied in disbelief "You got to be kidding me, right?"
"Why not?" she asked back eagerly, before adding "You have your father's DNA in you, so, it would just be like passing it on to me, no different if he done it himself!"
"Yeah, but... he would literally kill me, if he ever found out!" I replied back worriedly.
"But he won't! He's away right now, isn't he? So, he'll never know!" retorted my beautiful hot stepmother back.
Her logic was fairly sound, but still, getting my stepmother pregnant while my father was still not keen on the idea, did seem a little troublesome.
"Please! It's the most obvious way, and you'll be doing me a great favour!" Lizzie then said, almost pleading with me.
I could see how desperate she was getting, and part of me did want to help her, but, my main worry was still what if my father found out, so, I finally replied back "I'm sorry, but I really don't think this is a good idea."
"Are you sure?" my stepmother asked back.
Lizzie then began undoing the strap on the front of her dressing gown, and once she had unknotted it, she pulled her gown open, revealing hot naked body.
Now, I had seen her in a bikini a few times, so I knew she had a nice fit body, but I had never see her naked, until now.
Her boobs were incredible, Double D-cups I believe, and they were almost perfectly round, pale, with a firm pink nipple on each one that was just begging to be sucked.
Her stomach was flat and toned, she liked to keep fit, and her pussy was perfectly bald, almost as smooth as a billiard ball.
I instantly felt my cock twitch to life in my jeans, as I stared down at her hot naked body, before she asked seductively "Are you sure, you don't want to help me?"
I stared again at her hot wonderful body, and every thought in my head was screaming for me to jump on that thing and go to town on it, just plough it like there's no tomorrow, but then I remembered my father, and how much he would kill me if he ever found out, and reluctantly I cried out "No! I can't! I just can't!"
I then leapt up from the sofa, and dashed up the stairs to my room, and once I was safely inside it, I then made my way into my bathroom for a cold, lust killing shower.
Many minutes later, after the cold chilly water had done its work, I stepped out of my bathroom feeling refreshed and relaxed, and ready to move on with my day.
However, as I walked back into my bedroom, in just my towel, I stopped in my tracks when I saw my stepmother, lying in my bed, looking back at me.
Before I could say anything, she eased the duvet down, to reveal her lovely big bare tits again, and then said "Come on Steve! Don't you want to touch these?"
She then began to cup her huge soft boobs, and gently fondle them, and once again, I felt my cock begin to stir under my towel.
Then she said, looking at me lustfully "Don't you want to touch my whole hot naked body?"
She then threw back the duvet, revealing she was completely naked, as she lay in my bed, and I stared in amazement at her whole fit wonderful mature body again.
"Just come over here and join me! You won't regret it!" she then said with a smile, opening her legs a little, to show off her bald pink pussy.
