Matt’s Stepmother, Amy, catches him with his Stepsister

“Did she talk you into this?” Amy finally asked. Her voice was low and calm. Matt weighed his options. As much as he’d spent the past months beating his chest about being a man, right now he felt like a child who just was caught breaking his mother’s vase. His natural instinct was to lie. To put the blame elsewhere. It didn’t matter where as long as it lessened the punishment on himself. But another part of him, his mature self, he supposed, spoke louder inside of him. It said to be honest and to do what he could to protect Stephanie. After all, he truly was the one who started all of this.

“No,” Matt admitted. “I did. I started it all. It was all me.” This seemed to catch her by surprise. She shook her head half laughing to herself. It was about the same time as she pulled an open bottle of wine from her purse, Matt realized she was slurring her words and her eyes had an inebriated droop to them when she blinked.

“Jesus Christ- this family…” Amy laughed as she drank from the bottle. There was a loud buzzing from his pocket and instinctively Matt pulled his phone out. “Is that her?!” Amy yelled standing up. There was a brief shoving that occurred as she tried to take the phone from him, and he attempted to guard it. But when the commotion caused his shirt to raise and expose his erection, he relented and let Amy get ahold of his phone so he could re-cover his shaft.

Amy stood in daze, slightly stepping backwards as she stared at his crotch. Taking another drink, she sat back down and went back to shaking her head. She looked at his phone and laughed to herself before tossing it on her purse beside her. “How long have you two been-”

“Not long,” he answered.

“Weeks?”

Matt only nodded in response.

“Has she- have you came inside her?” Amy asked.

The vulgarity and directness of the question took Matt by surprise. He stuttered not knowing what to say.

“Don’t lie to me, Matt,” she warned. Matt finally nodded a defeated nod.

“Jesus Christ…” she said again. Then seemed to realize Matt was her step son and back tracked some. “Look this was just a lot to process and it- a lots happened tonight. It’s not you- I like you a lot. You’re a good kid, but your dad…” Amy struggled for a long moment on the proper words to use. “I don’t want your dad any more involved in my family than he already is. He was a fucking nightmare of a mistake.”

“I get it,” Matt admitted. “He’s a prick.”

“Yes, he is,” Amy sighed with a bolt of laughter that caught Matt by surprise. He felt the head of his cock twitch as it refused to back down beneath his shirt. Amy took another large gulp of wine from the bottle she had in hand. “It feels so good to hear someone else say it. It’s like, confirmation that I’m not crazy.”

“No, no, he’s a bastard. I’m definitely on your side,” Matt correctly guessed that this was something she wanted to hear. He was in fact ‘on her side’ but most importantly of all she wanted to keep her happy at this moment so he wouldn’t get in any more trouble.

Amy sighed rubbing her temples, Matt could almost hear her internal monologue of conflict arguments. “You’re nothing like your father…” she finally said, then perked up to clarify, “and that’s a good thing.” His step mother gave him another I look of approval. This one lingered inordinately long. The alcohol behind her eyes obvious as her rosy pink cheeks turned to him slightly. “You never had any date after coming here, did you? You were all dressed up for my daughter.”

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