My new Step-Mom

This is the crazy story of my evil Step-Mom and how she won.

But before I get to her, some background. Me and my Dad, we’re close. Ever since my parents got divorced in high school and I chose to live with him we’ve shared everything. He’s been on a lot of dates since then, but nothing that lasted more than a few months. So it has been the two of us for a long time now. I moved away when I started college, but the drive is only about an hour so I come back to visit regularly and we’re always texting.

That’s why “surprised” doesn’t even describe my reaction when he texted me something about not coming back home for the summer break. I borrowed a friend’s car and raced home the same day, that was the day that I met her…

When I got home everything looked normal, except my father. He had rings around his eyes, his normally well groomed hair was messy, his face shone with an unfamiliar layer of grease. He looked older than I remembered and somehow exhausted, drained. He didn’t look happy to see me “Son what are you doing here!” It sounded more like an accusation than a question. As I scrambled to figure out what the fuck was going on a splash of pink appeared in the hallway behind him.

Mia Maffia

The trashy looking woman came up behind him and draped her slutty self on him with entirely too much familiarity. Her delicate hands wrapped around him possessively and I saw the gaudy rock in her engagement ring, it was too big to miss. There was a second ring on her finger too, what poor sucker did she have her claws in? Then her brightly painted lips parted and her voice purred “Oh, Darling is this our son that I’ve heard so much about?”

Shock! AWE! My eyes flicked back and forth between my father and the slut, his eyes radiated guilt hers were half lidded fluttering like she’d just had a terrific orgasm. It can’t be true! I look at his hand and there is a new band around his ring finger. I start to laugh, weakly Ha ha ha “This is a joke right?” Dad silently shakes his head, she just looks at me with an ecstatic smile. I pinch my thigh, this has to be a dream.

The pink haired trollop comes up to me swaying her body like some kind of erotic dancer. Now that she’s closer I can smell her, an almost nauseating mixture of sweet and musky. She’s pulling herself against me in a tight hug, I inhale as my nose brushes against her neon pink hair and the smell is far stronger. Shit! Why am I chubbing up? I try to push her away, but she’s holding me too tightly. I hope she can’t feel it!!

“Hi! I’m your new Step-Mom!”