My stepdaughter is driving me crazy (Part 3)
My stepdaughter is driving me crazy (Part 3)
Sex Story Author: | Normann Blaze |
Sex Story Excerpt: | I’m loving her slightly tanned skin. She’s so beautiful. Her hourglass figure! She’s gorgeous! “Nice!” She turns around. Her dark, |
Sex Story Category: | Exhibitionism |
Sex Story Tags: | Exhibitionism, Fiction, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Older Male / Female, Teen, Voyeurism, Young |
A few months later. Nothing further happened between Nadine and me. I am half happy, half sad about it. But probably it is for the better. A more normal step-family life. It’s getting warmer outside. Katia is away until tomorrow, interstate for work. She’s away more and more often. I noticed Nadine acted kind of tense over the last few days. It was another Thursday night and after dinner I was on the couch streaming a new series on TV.
I hear her steps on the upper level, but this time Nadine stops half-way down on the steps. “Frank?” her voice is vibrating slightly as if she’s nervous. “Yes, what’s up?” “Um… could you come up and help me out with something? I’ve ordered some clothes online and I’d like your opinion. Which ones to keep and which ones to return? Please?”
My heart is racing. She wants me to come up? To her room? Give an opinion on her clothes? I’m getting very nervous. This is new. Me going to her room? I’m getting tense, but there’s no denying it. I’m so attracted to Nadine, I can’t say no. She’s playing games – I can’t resist to play. “Um… ok. I’ll help you. Not that I’m a fashion guru, but I’ll do my best.” “Thank you so much! I’ll be in my room. Door’s open!” “Ok! I’m coming, just give me a moment.” “Sure”.
I’m pausing the series on TV, getting up from the sofa. What am I doing?! I’m nervously walking up the stairs. There it is. Her room. Door open. I’m approaching it. She’s hearing my steps. “Come in! I’m just changing into the clothes, I’m behind the curtain. Make yourself comfy on the chair” “Um… ok sure”. The back of her room is separated from the front of the room by a curtain. Behind the curtain there are a few open shelves and her wardrobe. The curtain starts moving a bit, then she’s parting it and stepping out. “What do you think?” she asks, posing, her hands on her hips, slightly swinging.
I’m taking in the view, bottom to top, trying not to show my nervousness, trying to keep cool. She’s barefoot, wearing active-wear leggings, very tight. Her legs are long and slim. A beautiful thigh-gap. High waisted cut of the leggings, but low enough to reveal her belly button. Electricity is running down my spine at the view of her belly. So flat, toned, but feminine and youthful. The top leaves her shoulders and arms exposed.
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