I heard her come in but stayed in my room, quiet, as I didn't think I would be able to look her in the face without giving something away. While I was lying there I started to work out how much I could blackmail Suzie, and now even Claire for, in my quest to gain money for finding a girlfriend. I figured it had to be worth at least twenty-five pounds a week, each, that would get me two decent nights out. I might even be able to push it for longer than I needed to as I knew they would hate me to say something, especially Claire after what I had caught her doing.
I listened to see if I could tell where people were in the house. I needed to get the twins alone, one at a time, so I could inform them of my proposition. I knew they wouldn't be happy, and would probably try to make my life hell, but for the hush money I was going to ask for it might be worth it. Besides if they really did make me suffer I could either up the price or just blurt everything out, knowing that it would probably destroy the whole family. Claire would be the hardest to deal with, as she would probably tell me to prove it, so I decided to see how I got on with Suzie first.
Opening the door to my room I peered out, to see if I could see anyone, before venturing out. I strode across towards Suzie's room, and was about to knock, when she came charging out.
"Hi Michael sorry not got time for you at the minute I'm off out." She said as she rushed past me.
Before I could reply she had reached the bottom of the stairs.
"I'm going out everyone don't know when I'll be back." She called as she opened the front door.
"Just let us know if you're not coming back." My step-mum called back to her just as the front door slammed shut.
I stood at the top of the stairs wondering what to do next when I felt someone poke me in the ribs.
"Alright Mikey what are you doing just standing there?" It was Claire.
"Nothing much just trying to decide what I'm going to do." I replied.
"That shouldn't take long it's not as if you have a date is it?" Claire laughed.
"I wish you would pack in taking the piss Claire I'm sick of it." I retorted.
"Don't worry Mikey you will be okay in your room wanking as usual." Claire laughed even harder.
"I can promise you won't be laughing at me much longer." I said before turning back to my room.
"Why has Mikey got a plan to stop me?"
Instead of answering her I just went in my room and slammed the door behind me. It was a good job she couldn't read minds otherwise she would have known that she wasn't that far away from the truth. Apart from the obvious perks of this new family I was beginning to wish that dad had never married her. I couldn't even see why he had when he was carrying on having an affair with Claire anyway. As much as I sometimes wished Belinda and her daughters had never come into our lives, I knew dad deserved to be happy. It wasn't as if Belinda was a bad step-mum, it was just that she wasn't mum. One thing was for sure though I had seen my dad in a different light earlier and knew that Belinda hadn't done anything for him to behave the way he was.
She was a good looking woman with a kind heart who had been through a lot of trauma with the twin's dad, and it looked like history was going to repeat itself for her. For years she had put up with her husband's drinking, gambling and womanising and stood by him. It was only when she caught him in their marital bed with another couple did she find the strength to walk away. I couldn't understand why any man would cheat on her as it was obvious which of the family genes Suzie had inherited. Belinda had the same golden hair and her figure, although she had the twins, was still as close to perfect as any man could want. Her tits were probably the largest of the three women, her ass looked smaller than Suzie's and she was always dressed in a way that showed sexiness without showing flesh.
I don't know how long I stayed in my room but when I came out everywhere seemed to be quiet. After going to the toilet I wandered downstairs, expecting the house to be empty. I knew Suzie had definitely gone out, Claire normally did and the silence led me to believe that dad and Belinda had gone out as well. I began to look forward to finding a film on the TV, and hearing it for once, when I heard a sound. At first I couldn't make out what the sound was, yet it soon became clear that someone, I wasn't sure who though, was sobbing gently in the front room.
Expecting it to be one of the twins, their night having gone completely wrong, I walked in to confront them and put my plan into action. What I did find though surprised me completely. There on the sofa, her feet curled up under her, wearing what looked to be a very expensive set of nightwear, was Belinda. I faked a cough as I entered, which caused Belinda to jump, before sitting in one of the leather armchairs.
When Belinda finally lifted her head I could tell she had done more than sob, it looked like she had been crying her eyes out for a long time.
"What's wrong Belinda?" I asked.
"It's okay don't worry about it Michael you can't do anything." She replied.
"I might not be able to do anything but talking might help."
"I doubt it not what I am thinking it won't." She sobbed.
"Well where is dad he is who you need?"
As soon as I mentioned my dad the sobs turned into full crying again.
