Dad and mum had divorced about three years ago as they had been arguing often and fallen out of love. When they first separated I was living with mum in an apartment but then she started dating a guy from work called Henry and they fell in love. He asked her to move in with him but not me as he wasn’t keen on children. So I went and moved back in with dad at the house where I’d lived for most of my life.
Mum married Henry and I sometimes go visit them for an afternoon. Now I’m seventeen and in college and enjoy living with my dad. About a year ago dad met Margaret at a bar and they began dating. I won’t say I didn’t like her from the beginning because that would be a lie as at first she seemed nice. Margaret was divorced with two daughters aged fifteen and twelve. About 5ft7″, long brown hair, medium build, big boobs and a plump bum.
As they continued dating she would sleep over some nights with her friend June babysitting for her. After five months they were engaged and then I noticed changes in her personality. For instance she and her daughters were going to move in once they were married. When dad and her were discussing decorating the house Margaret was most insistent on how it should be done even though it was dad’s house.
Another time dad and I were watching sports and she walked in and turned the TV off and said “I want to go out now” to my father. Without complaining he got up and took her out while I sat there looking at her in astonishment.
I’d only met her daughter’s once about a month before the wedding. Connie and Nicky were ok I guess. They didn’t say much to me but I nether did I to them. Less then a week before the wedding dad and Margaret called me into the kitchen and dad said “Can Connie have your room when they move in as you’ve the ensuite bathroom?” “I need a bathroom too dad and I’m older then her” I replied. “I know son it’s just that she’s reaching an age where she needs privacy. Besides we all have to make sacrifices”. Reluctantly I agreed and moved into the third smallest bedroom while Nicky would have the box room.
After the wedding they all moved in and there was no honeymoon as dad was busy with work. Not having my own bathroom sucked and it soon caused problems. Monday morning I woke and went to shower but Nicky was in there. I waited and waited but she didn’t come out. I asked dad if I could use his ensuite but Margaret was in there. Annoyed and needing to pee I went to my room, dressed and picked up my bag then stomped out of the house. Reaching college early I peed and washed my face.
The next morning I was woken early by Nicky shouting while she played in the hall and this happened the next day too. So now I was tired as well as pissed off. The following day was when the incident occurred that made me snap. About to walk out the door Margaret asked if I could walk Nicky to school. I told her I had a test today and I can’t be late or they won’t let me take it. It fell on deaf ears so I walked her to school however when we arrived she told me she had forgotten her homework so we had to walk back home and collect it. After walking her back to school again I got to college twenty minutes late and was refused entry into the classroom and I wouldn’t be allowed to retake the test which would affect my overall grade.
Angry I stormed home and confronted Margaret and said “Thanks to you and Nicky I couldn’t take my test and my yearly grade will be lower”. She didn’t seem to care and said “Oh well”. Angrily I replied “Is that all you can say?” and she replied “You don’t really like me do you?”. Glaring at her I said “I hate you and your daughters” and I stormed off up to my room.
When dad came home that evening he said “Sorry about your test son but you shouldn’t have been mean to Margaret. We all have to make sacrifices”. Looking at him I said “I’m the only one making the sacrifices dad”. He patted me on the shoulder and walked away while I went up to my room to think. While I did an idea came to my mind. If I could catch her in a compromising position dad would leave her. I would need someone to come onto her and I knew just the guy. My best friend Kevin’s older brother Tom. He was good looking and successful with the ladies and I’d seem him woo them many times.
I always got on with him so hopefully he would do me a favour. After dinner I went around to their house and luckily they were both home. Kevin knew I was having problems with my Stepmom and when I told them both my idea Tom was more then up for it. We devised a plan that we would put into place on Saturday while dad was at work.
After lunch on Saturday Tom came over and we were in the lounge watching TV. Margaret was in the kitchen while her daughter’s were in their bedrooms. Tom was to go and try sweet talking Margaret and hopefully get her into bed. I was then to call dad who only worked ten minutes away to come home and catch them at it. The plan wasn’t fool proof of course. Margaret might not be interested, dad might not come home and other things might get in the way however it was worth a shot.
I had gotten us some drinks earlier and when the glasses were empty Tom said to me “Time to go to work”. Taking the glasses he went out into the kitchen to work his magic. Half an hour passed by and I hadn’t seen either of them and the thought occurred what if they’re doing it in the kitchen? Tom and I had agreed that they should go to the bedroom but I thought I had better check so I walked quietly out into the hall and heard them in the kitchen talking. Tom was saying how beautiful Margaret was and she seemed to be lapping it up.
No sooner had I walked back into the lounge I saw out of the corner of my eye Margaret walk past and go upstairs soon followed by Tom who I looked at and he smiled at me. Giving them time to get started I sat there with anticipation and feeling nervous. After five minutes I went upstairs to see what was happening. I’d ask tom to leave the door open and I hoped he had. Walking past Connie’s room I heard her playing video games then as I passed my room I reached Dad’s and Margaret’s.
The door was open a few inches and standing there I could hear quiet moaning. Pushing the door open I knew it wouldn’t make a noise as I’d oiled it yesterday and when I had a view of them both this is what I saw. Margaret was laying naked on the bed with her knees bent and her legs wide apart while Tom was shirtless with his head buried against her pussy and with his hand stroking her soft looking thigh. Margaret’s big boobs were wobbling as she breathed heavily and I must admit they looked good. Her nipples were huge and pointing upwards As she was moaning I could see her thick hairy brown bush but not much of her pussy as Tom was in the way. Her body was trembling slightly with the excitement channeling around her body. Closing the door a little I went to the bathroom, pulled out my mobile and called dad. Telling him to come home immediately without telling him why he could tell I was serious so he said he will come home right away.
Going back to their bedroom I slowly opened the door and saw Margaret moan loudly as she came to a shuddering orgasm. Her head buried in the pillow and breathless while Tom kept licking her out. She now had hold of her nipples as I assumed she had been pulling them. Closing the door again as not wanting to be seen I stood outside then a few minutes later I heard moaning again and when I pushed the door open Margaret was on top of Tom. Her plump bum was bouncing up and down on his dick which I must say was thick and long while her pussy sounded ever so wet.
Margaret had tipped her head back and her hair was swaying. I could see sweat running down her back and between her bum cheeks and I realised my dick was straining against my joggers and I was fighting the urge to go in there and lick her bum. I love women’s bums and when I watch porn I always look at doggy style videos or anal. However that would have ruined everything though and I couldn’t jerk off as dad would be here soon.
Margaret then leant forward and I could see her thick pink pussy lips sliding up and down his shaft and I could see why dad was attracted to her. I could also make out her tight bum hole through a mass of thick hair and it glistened with her juices that must have run down when Tom was licking her out. Though I couldn’t see I could tell that Tom was squeezing her boobs as his arms were stretched forward then guessing dad would be home soon I closed the door and went downstairs. As I entered the lounge dad came in through the front door and I said “You need to go to your bedroom”. He rushed upstairs as I sat down then within a minute I heard shouting and swearing. “You fucking cheating bitch” was one sentence I heard my dad say. Tom came rushing down the stairs, he quickly pulled his boxers and trousers on then smiling at me he ran out of the house.
Shouting was still going on then dad came downstairs, didn’t look at me but walked angrily out to the kitchen and about half an hour later Margaret and her daughters came downstairs carrying suitcases. Margaret stood at the lounge door and glared at me. As I gave her a big smile and she said “You bastard” then I head dad say “Don’t you dare talk to my son”. Margaret and her daughters left without saying another word then dad went back into the kitchen.
I sat there with mixed emotions. I felt sorry for dad to have seen that and because he deserved a lovely partner however Tom or I didn’t force Margaret to do anything and if she hadn’t done it with Tom she might well have cheated on dad with someone else. Perhaps I was just trying to justify to myself what I had done. Anyway at least Margaret was gone!!!
That evening I must confess I did jerk off in my bed a couple of times and as I did I imagined Margaret’s bum and her thick pussy lips. I know its probably perverse but I was aroused watching her screw Tom if though I disliked her with a vengeance.
Over the next few days Dad told me to move back into my old room so I did which pleased me and Margaret did come and collect the rest of their belongings when I was at college. During the next three months dad filed for divorce which Margaret granted. He would have to pay her some money but as she had cheated it would be a reduced amount. Apparently she was living in a two bedroom council flat in a grotty tower block which was a bit of a come down from my dad’s big house.
Dad had begun seeing a lady from work called Julie. She was sweet and pretty at about 5ft2″, dark brown short hair, slim, perky little boobs and a cute little bum. She’d only stayed over once so far and I really liked her. Dad asked me a few days after she had spent the night what I thought of her and I replied “She’s lovely dad and I hope you see a lot more of her”. As for college dad was able to persuade the teacher to let me take the test and I scored an A-.
I met Tom two days after dad caught him screwing Margaret. He seemed a little down so I said “What’s wrong mate?” and he replied “For the last week or so it’s been sore when I pee and yesterday there’s was yellow stuff on my tip. I went to the clinic and they said I’ve Chlamydia”. They gave me some medicine and said it shall be ok. The thing is when I had sex with your stepmom I wasn’t wearing a condom”.
When he said that I remembered that he wasnt wearing one when I watched and though I tried not to laugh I couldn’t help myself. “What’s so funny?” he asked looking hurt. “Sorry Tom I’m not laughing at you it’s just that not only was Margaret caught screwing you, not only was she chucked out but now she’s no doubt got Chlamydia. Seeing the funny side Tom laughed too and said “Should we try and tell her?” and I replied “No lets not”.
I still feel a bit guilty about having orchestrated the plan but I think things worked out for the best. What do you think?
