Sabrina walked in the door of the small home she lived in with her mother and step-father. Her mom worked midnights six days a week so Sabrina was left alone with Richard.
She was almost finished with her last year of high school. She was eighteen and had gotten into some trouble. Her mother had moved her to the private school so she could finish school without trouble.
She wasn't permitted to work because of her probation, so she spent alot of time at home. Rich had started to have more interest in her. He was a few years younger than her mother, with a roaming eye.
She had first noticed it when she'd gotten up for school last week. Rich had been at the breakfast table when she'd come in, but one look at her in her school uniform and he had practically run to his room. She'd heard the lock click and he'd stayed in there until her mother got home.
Her mother insisted she be nice to Rich, so she'd hug him each morning before school while her mother was home. When she went to hug him today, his eyes were locked on her breasts. Her mother didn't seem to notice.
After school, she'd went to the library for research books for a final report. She'd kept in her room all night, she'd had her mother bring her dinner to her room.
When she heard her mother leave for work, she'd risked a snack. While at the table with cookies and milk, Rich stopped in for a snack too. He didn't say anything, just kept this lingering look on her. She was a bit creeped out by it.
Yes, Rich wasn't as old as her mother. In fact, he was only about fifteen years older than her. He was however, still her step-father. He'd been married to her mother for about five years.
When he got up from the table, he stood behind her chair. His hands rested on her shoulders. He began rubbing gently. "Wow Sabrina, you're getting to be so grown up. I bet the boys really like you, Don't they?"
She blushed, "I don't think so. They mostly ignore me."
She excused herself and made her way to her room in the basement. She quickly peeled off her clothes and slipped on a clean pair of panties and a night shirt.
Once she turned off the light and slipped under the covers, she heard footsteps. He stepped through the door into her room, "Sabrina"
She couldn't be asleep, so she just answered, "Yes?"
"Where'd you go sweetie? Your mom wants us to be closer. To do stuff together since she's never around. So, I thought maybe we could start out with just talking tonight. What do you say?"
She gasped, "Uh, I guess we could. Should I dress and meet you upstairs?"
