“You like what you see, Roy?”
“Fuck yeah,” I said.
“Of course he does. He’s my son. He’ll fuck anything,” Dad said. “Why don’t you and Ronda meet up sometime, Roy? You’ll both like each other a lot.”
Ronda got on the bed, grabbed dad’s dick and began to slowly stroke it. “I’d love to spend some time with little Roy. You know, Roy, your father told me of that encounter you had with your stepmother. We could do something like that. Would you boys be down for a threesome? I haven’t been double penetrated in a while.”
“I’m down if you’re down, dad,” I said.
“Definitely,” Dad said. “Speaking of Leanne, you made any headway with her?”
I shook my head. “Been too wrapped up in work. She has her job to take care off as well. I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that. I get the feeling that Leanne just doesn’t want to be independent. You mind if I kick it up a notch?”
“Do whatever you want, kid,” Dad said. Ronda’s stroking was beginning to have an effect on him. “You want to make her your own?”
“Something like that,” I said slyly.
“Go right ahead. Ah, shit, Ronda, you got the hands of a goddess. Roy, you wanna watch us fuck?”
“Would love too.”
I got up and made sure to lock my office door before dropping my trousers and sitting on the couch with my dick in my hand. Ronda got up, aimed dad’s dick at her slit, and slowly sunk down, moaning as she was penetrated.
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Friday night came and I learned that dad had not bothered to tell Leanne about his trip to London. Both of us were sitting on the couch, watching television. Leanne was no longer sad, she had reached some level of acceptance.
“Is everything alright, Lee?”
“My husband is in London. He didn’t tell me anything, and he’s probably balls deep in some English slag right now. I don’t know what alright is anymore, Roy.”
“You’re probably right about that. I told you, you should have some fun. Look at me, Lee,” I put my fingers around Leanne’s chin and made her look me in the eye. “Look at me and tell me that you don’t want me.”
Leanne’s heartbeat quickened. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her hand massaging her inner thigh.
“Of course I want you. I won’t deny that I find you attractive in many ways. You’re a good-looking man, you look so much like Luke did when we got married, and there’s something, something deep inside of me, that finds the fact that you’re my stepson arousing. I may not have been the warmest stepmother, and I know you have your real mother, but I’ve always thought of you as my baby boy. I want you inside me. I really do. I’m a woman with needs. The need to be loved, to be cared for, to be caressed, and to be taken and ravaged. I’m also a married woman. A woman who refuses to cheat on her husband. I don’t know what to do, Roy. I really don’t.”
“I know what you should do. You should stop caring about society, and tradition, and all that bullshit. You have no issue sleeping around. Don’t lie to me, I know you don’t. The issue isn’t taking another man, it’s that you would be betraying the vows you made to society.”