Step-daughter explores her sexuality Ch. 1 & 2

Chapter 1

I met my wife at work. She was the executive secretary for my boss and I was his IT director. Lucy was in the midst of a very messy divorce from a real asshole and I was unhappy in a 23-year marriage. Unfortunately, Lucy was a smoker. I never smoked and neither did my first wife and I really didn’t like that bad habit. But whenever Lucy would take a smoke break from her work, she’d buzz me on the intercom and tell me to meet her outside where I’d keep her company and we’d commiserate about our shitty marriages.

Her ex is one of those macho guys around women who likes to dominate and control them. He was either abusive or overly loving depending upon the day. He would abuse her one day and apologize the next and be the most loving guy she could want. He wasn’t a very tall guy, but he apparently worked out a lot as he was quite buff. She had finally had enough of his shit when he pushed her down the stairs of their condo when she was eight months pregnant. She filed charges against him and he did some jail time and then had to take an anger management course which, we later found out, didn’t help much.

Lucy and I spent a lot of time just talking at the office and then we eventually started going out to lunch together. I wanted to leave my wife, but we had two kids and I didn’t want to leave them in a broken home. I guess they weren’t really kids at that point but I think you always consider your children your kids no matter how old they are. My youngest was about to graduate from junior high and my oldest was finishing his sophomore year in high school. There was one event at home that finally was the last straw, however, and I made the decision to leave my wife at the start of the summer after the boys got out of school.

In the meantime, I was spending a lot of time with Lucy instead of working. One day we went out to lunch and I took her to a restaurant that I knew was always very dimly lit and kind of warm and cozy. I had intended to at least kiss Lucy for the first time there in the dark. But we made it through lunch and I just never found the right time to do it. I know, I was being a dork. As we were driving back to the office, Lucy asked me to turn off and go up into an area that I’d never really been to before. She guided me along until we came to a park. We got out of the car and walked a little bit and then sat under a tree. Almost immediately, Lucy leaned over and kissed me. Clearly, she’d had the same idea as me but she’s the more aggressive between the two of us. We made out for a while and then got back to my car. Once in the car, she dived for my pants, unzipped them, took out my dick and gave me a blow job. Needless to say, our relationship blossomed at that point just as my marriage was waning.

I did end up leaving my wife in June and getting an apartment not too far from my ex so that I could easily pick up my boys to get some together time. Lucy started coming over to the apartment after work for a while, but starting coming over more on the weekends and staying over. By then, her daughter, Cathy, was about 3-1/2. Lucy and Cathy were living with Lucy’s parents because she’d lost the condo in the divorce and couldn’t afford her own place. But that made for built-in grandparent babysitters so that Lucy was free to spend the weekend nights with me.

It only took about three months for me to hate the apartment I was living in and wanted to break the lease and move. Of course, Lucy was anxious to move out of her parents’ house so we rented a house for the three of us. A year later, after my divorce was finally final and my ex gave me a big check to buy out my share of our house, I bought a house for the three of us to live in. A couple years after that, Lucy and I got married.

Cathy was not only a beautiful little kid, but she was a delight to have around. It didn’t take very long before she started calling me “daddy” even though we never asked her to. She sat in my lap every day, whether we were watching TV or if I was in my home office working on my computer. We really developed a great relationship.

We took some nice vacations and our favorite place was Hawaii. We tried three of the islands. On one of the trips when Cathy was probably eleven, we were at the beach and my wife suddenly turned to me and said, “Oh my God.” I asked, “What’s the matter?” “Look at Cathy,” she said. I looked out and Cathy was just playing in the sand at the edge of the ocean. I didn’t see anything special and said, “What”? “When did Cathy get hips,” Lucy asked? I turned back to look at Cathy and realized Lucy was right. Cathy was starting to get a womanly shape. She didn’t have the little girl look so much anymore.

It was kind of from that day on that I began to really notice Cathy’s changing with maturity.