Everyone in this story is 18 or older. This is a fictional fantasy. It will be a slow burn and lengthy. If you like a quicker story, please check out my other stories. We are going to pretend STDs are nonexistent for this story. Pregnancy is a possibility.
Many people are surprised to learn I'm close with my stepdad. He married my mom when I was 11. My dad isn't in the picture much. Theo is the first true father figure I've had besides my grandpa.
Thanks to Theo stepping in, my mom was able to finish law school. She passed the bar exam and started working right away. Her father is a retired judge, so she had no problem landing a job as an attorney.
This meant I spent a lot more time with Theo. He had a son a couple years older than me. His name was Lincoln. Everyone called him Link. He stayed with us every other weekend, two weeks in the summer, and around the holidays.
I recently turned 18. Theo has been noticeably different about things. Treating me like an adult and holding me accountable. He's still affectionate and caring. More stern now that I'm an adult.
It's Saturday morning and I have no plans for the three-day weekend. Thank, goodness. My senior year has been hell so far. Classes are fine. It's everything else on top of it. I kept this weekend open because my mom has a charity golf tournament and Theo is speaking at a few local events. I'll have the house mostly to myself!
It's around 9am when I make my way downstairs to the kitchen. I'm wearing my favorite pink pj shorts and a white tank top. I round the corner and see Theo sitting at the table. I wasn't expecting him to still be home.
"Good morning. I thought you'd be halfway to your first speaking engagement by now."
He's halfway through his breakfast and takes a big sip of coffee.
"Good morning, Tess. I had to cancel one last week. Found out some things about the CEO that don't sit right with me. The other two for today pushed back due to scheduling conflicts. Got a free day. Help yourself to breakfast."
I load up my plate and take a seat next to him. I dig in as he talks. I'm half listening. Drama about the scheduling changing last minute. But then a change in his tone catches my attention.
"Tess, there's something I've wanted to talk to you about. Now that you're 18, I feel like we can have this conversation. This has to stay between us. I mean it. If you don't think you can keep this a complete secret-"
My ears perk up at "complete secret" and I quickly interrupt him.
"A secret? Back up. Hold on. Why is this a secret?"
"I haven't gotten to that part yet. I'm trying to tell you. What we talk about in this conversation cannot be repeated. Do you understand?"
I nod. He refuses to continue until I verbally confirm I will keep this a secret. I comply and he begins.
"You can stop me at any time if you don't want to hear anymore. I'll never bring any of this up again if you ask me to stop."
My heart is racing. I have no idea why he wants to talk to me and what the hell could be so important. I wasn't prepared for anything he said next. I wouldn't have guessed it in a million years.
"Do you remember a couple years ago we watched Fight Club for the first time?"
I nod. I really liked that movie and watched a few times with Theo.
"Good. The club in the movie, I know of something similar to it. It's not for fighting. You have to be invited and you don't talk about it to those that don't belong."
"So, the rules are similar, but your club isn't about fighting? What do you do?"
He nods with a smile. Happy that I'm following along. His nerves and excitement are contorting his face into a smile I've never seen before.
"I'm not in the club yet. That's where you come in."
"Me? I thought this was a club for you."
"Technically, it is. In order to get in, you have to also be a part of it."
I sit back as he calmly explains what the club is. I try to keep my face neutral as he speaks.
"My brother put in a bid for me to join the stepfather's club that he's apart of. One of his friends invited him. The rules are simple. You have to be a stepfather, you have to have a stepdaughter 18 or older, she has to willingly join the club, and you have to complete an initiation."
I nod to show I understand so far. He continues.
"Anyone already in the club puts in a bid for who they would want to have join when a spot opens. My brother put me as his one and only bid. You turned 18 and the club reached out with instructions. I have to complete them with you in order to join."
"Why do I have to be 18?"
"Remember the initiation part? That requires you to be 18."
I take my time to think over everything he's told me so far. Are there red flags? Yes. Am I intrigued? Also, yes. I decide to hear him out before judging too harshly.
"What does the stepfather's club actually do that requires an initiation?"
"Great question, Tess. This is the part where I need you to keep an open mind. Okay, pumpkin?"
He only calls me pumpkin when he wants my sweet side. Either he fucked up, he wants something or there's bad news. It lessens the blow, so he's smart to lead with "pumpkin". I take a deep breath and motion for him to continue.
"In order to get in, my initiation is to be sexually intimate with you and provide proof."
I just stare at him for a minute and collect my thoughts. I'm shocked. I also have so many questions. I decide to let my curiosity lead before letting my emotions take over. He waits patiently as I prepare myself to speak.
"Let's say we do that. Hypothetically, of course. What happens with the proof?"
"I'd give it to the guys currently in the club. They view it in a group and then you get to meet all the stepdaughters. I think you already know a few."
"Then what happens? After they all see the proof and you're in the club. What do you do?"
He clears his throat and chooses his words carefully.
"Well, honey. There are many perks to the club. One of the big ones is getting to know the other stepfathers and see if we can essentially trade stepdaughters."
I could freak out right here. This is the perfect point to just walk away. My insane curiosity and nosiness paired with my daddy issues is keeping me from leaving. I know I should. I ignore the alarms going off in my head and ask more questions.
"Do I ever get to pick?"
"Do you get to pick a stepfather?"
"Yes. Do I ever get to pick or are you the only one that gets to pick?"
He's careful to not answer too quickly. I don't think he can read me well enough to know where my mind is at.
"Sure. You can pick. Anyone that we put on the list has to be approved by both of us. Same goes for the people that put us on their list. If you don't like the stepfather, I can't spend time with the stepdaughter."
"Is this for real? This isn't a prank to see if I will consent to sleep with you, is it?"
"I promise, this isn't a prank. Everything is real. They'll give us a tour before we do anything to prove this is real. You have a week to formally accept to get the tour. They also tell you about the additional perks. It's not just about sex."
I'm genuinely surprised. Not that the club exists. That he wants to be part of it. I had a feeling he wanted to sleep with me. He's made enough comments and I've caught him staring plenty of times. I started developing early and he saw a majority of it in real time.
If I said no, he would stand by his word and never bring it up again. I'm hesitant with my answer. I'm intrigued. I want to know who else is in the club. I know his brother and stepdaughter are. But who else?
"What if we don't like the other people in the club?"
"We leave the club. But I think you'll be happy with most of the members. It's very exclusive."
"Give me some time to think it over. Okay?"
He nods and we finish eating. I head upstairs to take a shower and think about everything we talked about. I've never heard of anything like this.
I live in a city with a population of 200,000 people. Not massive but not small town either. Anyone could be part of this club. I've been sexually active since I was 14 so I'm not worried about that part. It's that I could know a lot of people in this club.
Theo doesn't mention our breakfast conversation the rest of the day. The following morning, I expect to see him and my mom at the table. Instead, I find just Theo. Alone again.
"Where's mom?"
"Good morning to you too. She did so well yesterday that she's golfing again today."
She always says she won't qualify for the finals and then does. So humble.
I make waffles as Theo reads something on his tablet. He's 42, salt and pepper hair, 6'1", green eyes, strong jaw line, and he's growing out his beard again. I think he looks the most handsome when he has some facial hair.
He takes good care of himself and dresses well. Most of my friends have crushes on him. How could they not? He's genuinely sweet and I'm noticing just how attractive he is.
Theo looks up from his iPad and mentions a sale at the local bookstore. I go about 2-3 times a week. Perfect time to get more books I don't need. I have a feeling he's offering because of yesterday. I win either way.
I'm getting ready in my room and he knocks on my door. I let him in, and he takes a seat at the end of my bed. I sit next to him and take a deep breath.
"Pumpkin, listen. I know what I talked to you about yesterday was a lot. I want you to know you can talk to me about it even if you haven't made up your mind. It's okay if you aren't interested at all."
"I didn't say I wasn't interested."
He looks surprised and a bit relieved.
"That's right. You didn't. I don't want you to feel pressured is all."
"I don't." I say with an innocent smile that brings out my dimples.
I call them the daddy disarmers. Almost as good as puppy dog eyes when you're in trouble.
Put them together and your stepdad is wrapped around your little finger. Like when he catches you sucking dick in the back of your mom's car because your neighbor recognized it parked near the hiking trail. It was the middle of winter and Susan can never mind her damn business.
He never told my mom and somehow got Susan to keep her fat mouth shut. I'd love to know how he did it. Since that day, I knew we reached a higher level in our relationship.
