Gold-digging Stepmom (Blonde)

I'm thankful that my dad's McMansion is nice and quiet when I hit the bottom steps as it seems my "stepmom" isn't awake and it's to early for the people my dad hires to take care of the house to arrive for a few more hours. I check my phone and send a dad quick text "Are you almost home?"

"Almost. Flight was redirected and now on new one. How are you getting along with Christa?"

"Great." I fire back quickly HOPING he would get the sarcasm.

But that's dashed by a quick response of "That's amazing! After I take her out shopping let's have diner, your pick. They announced we are taxing, see you in a few hours."

I can't help but let out a sigh as of course the first thing Christa would have him do is max out a credit card buying useless crap she would never use. Likely it's going to be HER that picks were we will be having diner after she threatens to withhold sex. I quickly hurry to grab a bowl and then some cereal but I'm interrupted as my phone dings. With my hands occupied I contemplate for a moment for simply running up stairs but another ding causes me to decide to see what's so important.

It seems mom's sent me a couple

"Morning, baby bear!" "Hope everything is going great with you three!"

I wonder if maybe I should lie to her or even just leave her on read....but... with a sigh I decide against it and fire back "Dad's flight is delayed and.....the wicked one is still asleep."

"WTFudge! Mark said that he'd be home 3 days ago! You've been with Christa this whole time. Is she being......herself."

"Like a fairytale."

"You should come to stay with me early.... you can always drive over and spend some time with him."

"I may take you up. But it seems dad decided to sell my car when I was on campus."

"HE WHAT!" I let out a sigh knowing that I just sparked another argument that hopefully will start and end before dad gets home...but it seems I'm running pretty lo-

"Morning *Yawn* Mark...*Yawn*....where's breakfast." I hear a dreaded yawning voice call from the doorway confirming I have in fact ran out of hope and time.

"Well aren't you gonna feed your little sunshi.........Oh.." it seems the resident gold digger finally realize I'm not her piggy bank as she drops any hint of sweetness, as little as there was "Morning John....where's Mark?"

"Dad's not home yet.....You'd know that if you gave a damn to check on him." I whisper the last sentence though it seems she suspects I said SOMETHING.

"What was that, young man." She demands trying to pretend like the 8 years of age differences gives her some kind of parental authority over me. I reluctantly turn seeing her while she is attractive and does have some MILF like qualities she looks more like a stereotypical gold digger than a mother. Normally her hair is a platinum blonde but it seems like it has been a while since she died it as a few inches from her he roots her normal brunette is showing. For the most part the only unnatural part of her is her lips, that have a fake inflated look, and her long acrylic nails. Her shape is a natural curvy hourglass. My head snaps away as soon as I register her only form of clothing is a red lingerie teddy bodysuit that thankfully covers up enough that the errant glance didn't reveal anything I haven't seen before.

"I need to borrow your car in a couple of hours." I decide to just rip the bandaid off and to try and get my mind off of thoughts of her in bed.

"WHAT WHY!" she whines in an almost bratty tone.

"Because I don't have one anymore." I retort forgetting for a moment about her lack of proper clothes. I feel myself start to harden as intrusive thoughts about pinning the slutty gold digger down and railing her probably loose cunt fills my head.

"No. Now make me breakfast like a GOOD son SHOULD." she denies as she steps forward her eye darting down to my crotch as a blush comes to her. She's three inches shorter than me and she stop when she's close enough she can't risk seeing my erection without fully looking down.

Though maybe she'd look far better on her knees giving a bj I think as the words are out of my mouth before I can register "Maybe I'll make you breakfast if you are a good little bimbo and suck me off first."

Her grey eyes go wide as for a moment it seems like she'll drop to her knees.