She seemed to enjoy the power she had over me which now went beyond making me clean up after her. “I said I should” she continued, “but maybe I won’t”.
“What do you want?” I said, desperate to get out of there.
“I want you to show me what you were doing in the shower the other day” she said, looking up into my face, lightly biting her lower lip.
“I can’t, I’m not allowed to” I said.
Before she could say anything else Lori called her from down stairs. “Hey Amanda, come here you’re going to want to see this”.
Only loud enough for me to hear, Amanda answered with a sinister smile, “Hey Lori, you’re REALLY going to want to see this”. We both heard Lori approach the stairs.
Amanda realizing she shouldn’t be in this position either, left the scene to see what Lori wanted.
I let out a sigh of relief. I managed to get myself cleaned up, dressed and back to work. I was way behind my chores.
My stepmother acted no differrent than before, as if nothing had happened. Several days passed without her coming into the shower. Still, I didn’t dare touch myself there or in my room. About 3 weeks went by since the last time I came.
One afternoon while I was picking Lori’s dirty laundry up off her floor, my stepmother came in. “I will need your help with something in the kitchen at exactly eight o’clock” she said then left. The way she said it was the same as the last time I heard those words. Though I didn’t know what she would be doing in the kitchen.
I watched the clock go by, six , seven, almost eight o’clock. The closer the time came the more nervous I got. I told myself she probably needed me to do some dirty job that’s all, but a sinking feeling wouldn’t leave.
Eight o’clock arrived and I went to the kitchen. My stepmother was there, her face was flush and her hair was a bit messed. On the other side of the room was Tony. “I have a very special job for you” she told me. “You see we’ve fallen a little behind paying our wonderful chef here. He has very generously offered to continue until I can pay him next week”.
“However” she went on, “there is something he wants in return”.
What could he want that she needed me for? I asked her this.
She answered me, “There are some things Tony and I do together as you know”.
I told her I had no idea what she meant but she told me she knew that I had heard them before and accused me being a perverted spy. I didn’t dare contradict her again, especially since she was partially correct; I had heard them.
She continued, “But what he’s always wanted to try, what he really wants to do, is beneath me. You wouldn’t want your step mother to have to do something that demeans her, do you?”.
“No ma’am” I answered, still not exactly sure what she needed me to do.
“Good” she said, “so it’s settled, you are going to let Tony fuck you”.
“WHAT?! oh no no,” I almost fainted “I can’t” I was hoping I had been misunderstanding all of this.
“Well yes yes dear” my step mother said, “You can’t expect ME to do that. And we can’t let Tony leave and not come back until next week.”
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