Laura Peirce had been having naughty fantasies about her sexy stepfather since her mom married him. Now newly divorced, he was driving her off to college and her imagination is in overdrive.
When his car breaks down and strands them in a small town, and they have to share a bed, she decides to see just how far she can make him go with her teasing. Will her desire overpower his willpower?
WARNING: This erotic story for ADULTS ONLY and contains graphic depictions of sexual intercourse between a stepfather and his stepdaughter. All characters are over the age of eighteen.
When she finished eating, she threw away the trash and looked at the bathroom doorway. “Okay, who gets to shower first?”
His eyes widened and he looked a little like a deer in the headlights. “Ahhh...there isn’t a door.”
She smiled wickedly. “And there isn’t a shower curtain either. Did I forget to mention that? It’s okay. I know you’ll be a gentleman.” She stood up and considered her blouse. “I’ll ruin this blouse if I sleep in it. Maybe I could borrow your tee shirt for a night gown?”
“I don’t know...”
“About the shower or the shirt? Come on. You lie down and watch TV. I’m sure there’s a game of some kind on. You can keep your undershirt and we’ll both make the best out of an awkward situation.” She held out her hand.
Carl took a deep breath and nodded. “Sure.” He pulled off his eighties metal band tee shirt and handed it over, before relocating to the bed.
She could see him considering which end of the bed to put his head. From the foot of the bed, he couldn’t see much of the shower, but the toilet was in plain view. Reverse things and he had a complete view of the tub.
The thought of him stealing a peek made her nipples tighten up. Sure, he’d try to keep his eyes off the bathroom, but he’d be thinking of her in there, naked. And she knew she’d be looking when it came her turn to be a voyeur.
He settled down so he couldn’t see the toilet and used the remote to turn on the TV. His focus was so intense she thought he might be able to change channels with his eyes.
She headed into the bathroom and stood beside the commode. The doorframe blocked his head, but she could see him from the chest down. She stripped off her clothes, folded them, and set them beside the sink. If felt wicked to be seeing him while she sat naked to pee.
Wiping off felt pretty good, too. She took an extra minute to rub her clit slowly while she watched her stepdad channel surf. God, she was so wet. She’d be adding exhibitionist to her list of kinks.
About Amber Adams
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Published November 6, 2011
by Dirty Girl Publishing.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.