“There’s water in the kitchen,” I said turning the volume up on the TV. I wasn’t actually watching the HD plasma TV because nothing was on, but I kind of felt like Joseph and I wasn’t really going to talk about much.
“I know, so why don’t you pour yourself a glass?” He was right about that. I had poured myself a glass of rum and coke and I was enjoying the hell out of it, but it wasn’t like I was drinking myself drunk. I needed something stronger than water though after what I had witnessed.
“Touché,” I said and took a swig of my beverage. “But I’m not the one who gets black-out drunk.” I knew that it was a low blow to bring that up, but I felt like he needed a taste of reality.
“Don’t start with me, Kendall,” he warned and that just made me bolder.
“Mom’s told me all about what you did. Ever since you started drinking you haven’t been yourself. Dad, I think you need to go to counseling.” Sighing loudly, Joseph got up.
“I’ve already heard enough about this from your mother, Kendall. Don’t forget who the parent here is because it’s certainly not you.” He walked passed me then without looking at me. I heard him storming down the hallway and slamming his bedroom door. I drained the rest of my drink, wrapped my towel tighter around me, and made my way to his room. Father or not, he was a grown ass man who needed to man up and face his problems head on. He might have walked away from my mother, but he wasn’t going to walk away from me.
“I’m talking to you, Joseph,” I said opening his bedroom door without knocking. I never called him Joseph because even though he wasn’t my real father, he was the only one that I had. He chugged the remainder of his beer and threw the can in an already filled waste basket. Shutting the door behind me, I walked over to him and tried to pry his new can out of his hand. “You're ruining our vacation,” I said trying to get a good grip on the bottle. I hadn’t noticed it earlier, but Joseph’s breath reeked of beer, and I could tell that he was a little tipsy by how he fumbled a little to push me away from him.
“Mind your damn business!” Joseph aggressively shouted and I shivered in fear momentarily. It was rare that Joseph got this angry and when he did he tried his best to not let it show completely.
“No, damn it.” I said and went for the can again. This time, Joseph was tired of trying to wrestle me so he pushed me hard and I landed on his bed hard with my breasts popping out of my swimsuit.
Chapter Six
Joseph’s eyes went wide when he notice my girls bouncing freely in the open. My breasts weren’t as large as Theresa’s, but they definitely were a considerable size. Blushing, I tried desperately to put them back into the cloth, but my nerves caused my hands to not respond to what I was telling them to do.
“Stop staring pervert,” I said to him looking away from his eyes. One I was pissed off that he had the nerve to push me, but the fact that he was staring at my bare breasts was disrespectful. Damn it, I see what he was talking about when he didn’t want Theresa and I going out on the beach, I thought to myself. Joseph’s a good looking man, but at the end of the day he’s married to my mother and my stepfather. Even though I gave myself so many reasons why what was happening was so wrong, I couldn’t help the pleasurable sensations that shot through my nipples as they hardened from the intensity of his stares.
“I told you not to wear that damn swimsuit,” Joseph said and moved closer to me. Somewhere through the commotion, he had opened his beer can and drained it and I noticed that when he threw the can and it didn’t crash with a loud thump. I looked into his sex-crazed eyes and then looked away. There was no way in hell that I was trying anything remotely sexual with him. “You’re beautiful, definitely more woman-like than when you were a child.”
“What?” I asked confused. What he said made absolutely no sense to me, but why did his baritone voice surge through me like an electrical current? The way he was staring at me made me wish that I hadn’t had a drink tonight as my hormones surged all over the place.
“Make me feel better, Kendall,” Joseph whispered, and I could feel his breath on my lips. Before I was able to push him away, his mouth crushed into mine and his sharp tongue forced its way through my clenched lips. My brain was screaming at him to get the hell off of me, but my body melted to his touch, and my fingers gripped his oily and thick hair. Joseph rubbed up my arms and down my chest making sure to squeeze and twist my nipples. His tongue was hot and evasive as it explored the lining of my mouth.
“Wait,” I said trying to pull away from him, but his hand shot up and held the back of my head to him.
“Relax,” he said right before breaking our kiss. We both were breathing hard and I saw sweat forming on his forehead. He kissed both of my cheeks, nibbled on my neck, and caressed a thin line of saliva from my collar bone to the top of my breasts with his tongue.
“Ah!” I gasped as he cupped my breasts in his hands and started sucking on my nipples lightly. My nipples were very sensitive, so I couldn’t help but to squirm under his masterful tongue.
“You’re so wet, I can smell you,” Joseph said as he began kissing a trail down my flat stomach. He licked under the band of my bikini bottoms, before pulling them down my legs in a hurry.
“Wait!” I said again. I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t do this to my mother, but instead of stopping he ignored me and caught my clit in between his lips. Muffling my squeals with my hand, my head fell backwards and my eyes clenched shut. The way he ate me was unreal and I had to admit that I was surprised that the older man was this good. I’ve dated and slept with older men before, but none of them was as good as Joseph when it came to oral sex.
“Looks like someone’s stopped complaining.” I heard Joseph lust filled voice resonate in the air followed by a chuckle. I hated myself for enjoying the head, but I wasn’t trying to stop him anymore.
“Shut up and finish,” I said between gritted teeth. Just because it felt incredible didn’t mean that I had to be nice to him about it. He said nothing as he quickly pulled away from me and stood up. I couldn’t help but to feel abandoned, but I saw why he pulled away from me so suddenly. He stepped out of his pants and pulled his shirt over his head revealing hard abs and a full-grown length. Stepping over to me quickly, he reached into his drawer and pulled out a condom. “I didn’t think you used those,” I said and immediately regretted it. Why would I think about his sexual escapades?
“I don’t want any more kids, Kendall,” He said and quickly thrust himself into me. I clenched my eyes shut and tensed up, but I didn’t scream. This entire situation was going south which I honestly did not want to happen.
“Oh,” I couldn’t help the moan that came from me when he started thrusting into me hard. Bringing my hand down, I gripped his hip as he pulled me up to match his pounds.
“Damn, you feel so good,” He muttered just before letting my legs fall and him bringing his face to hide in the crook of my neck. All of my previous thoughts of disgust was destroyed by my new thoughts of pleasure. After a while I felt myself coming closer and closer to my release until I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Dad!” I moaned into Joseph’s shoulder and bit down hard on him. His own orgasm followed and he threw his head back and groaned. Once we were both spent, Joseph fell down next to me and immediately went to sleep. Feeling embarrassed and disgusted with myself, I quickly got up off of the bed and stepped into my bikini bottoms. I went upstairs and peeked into my room and was happy to see that Theresa was still sleeping so I made a b-line to the bathroom to wash off my betrayal.
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“Dinner’s done!” My eyes flew open when I heard Joseph shouting from downstairs. I hadn’t even realized that I had fallen to sleep. Looking over towards Theresa’s bed, I noticed that she wasn’t there.
“Déjà vu,” I said to myself as I forced myself out of bed. I didn’t know what I’d say when I saw Joseph, but I knew that I was going to feel awkward. “Hey,” I said walking into the kitchen. Looking outside of the window, I saw The
resa talking to some people on the beach. Sighing, I took a seat furthest away from Joseph.
“You alright? You don’t seem like yourself.” I raised my eyebrow and looked up at Joseph when he uttered the same words that I said to him. He genuinely wore a concerned expression and I knew right then and there that he had already forgotten about our sex session this afternoon.
“Yeah,” I said hesitantly and awkwardly trying not to hold eye contact with him. “I just feel a little sluggish, that’s all.” Joseph nodded his head and began preparing his and my plates. “Theresa’s not joining?” I asked and I saw his body visibly stiffen and I could tell that he was thinking about what she had said earlier that morning. I wonder if they talked about it any when I was upstairs sleeping.”
“No, as you can see she’s outside flirting with a few men.” He shook his head and returned with our food. He had made fish, French fries, salad and for some reason that made me smile. Joseph definitely was not as skilled in cooking compared to mom and me, but I was glad that he managed to cook something that he was good at.
“Oh, well she’s grown,” I said shrugging my shoulder. Theresa and I had not spoken to each other much since I saw her and Joseph having sex and it was probably for the best that she wasn’t joining us. I knew that she’d notice me acting awkward and that might raise her suspicion of my stepfather and me. “You seem better,” I said seeing that Joseph had appeared more like himself than he had since we’ve been at the beach house.
“I am, I started thinking about what you and your mom was saying.” Joseph paused and sat down across from me. I blushed when I noticed that some of the buttons on his shirt was unbuttoned revealing his flawless skin. “I’m going to stop drinking.” He said and I looked at him in surprise. Did he remember what we did? Is he starting to believe what Theresa told him? I wanted to know what caused this change in the man.
“That’s good, why did it take you so long to start thinking about what mom and I said?” After thinking about it for a while, Joseph popped a French fry into his mouth and looked directly into my eyes.
“Because I’m tired of hurting you and your mother.”
Chapter Seven
The rest of our week was fantastic and even though Theresa and I didn’t talk much, Joseph and my relationship noticeably improved. Theresa didn’t say anything to my stepfather after that night, from my knowledge, at least, and I was relieved by that.
“I’m sorry,” Theresa said when I was putting my clothes in my suitcase. I was leaving my bathing suits at the beach house because this was the only time I went swimming. I have a dozen at home, not nowhere as cute, but I have them just in case I needed them.
“For what?” I asked looking her deeply in the eyes. I was happy that I managed not to alert her suspicion too much when it came to what she and Joseph did.
“I feel like, we haven’t spoken much at all.” She said sadly and for the first time I finally realized that she had avoided me the week as well.
“Don’t worry about it, you seem like you were going through some things, so I’m happy that you were finally able to wind down.” She sucked her teeth and nodded her head. I knew that she wanted to tell me that she slept with Joseph and I could tell that it was eating her up inside. I knew that I said that I’d never speak to Theresa again after this day, but I can’t just let it end this way. She’s been my best friend and partner in crime since we were kids and I knew that now as adults, I would never find anyone as amazing as her. Without thinking about it, I walked closer to her and wrapped my arms around her. I could tell that she was shocked, but she wrapped her arms around me as well.
“I’m so sorry,” she whispered again and at that moment I knew that she knew that her secret was out. I spent this whole week avoiding the same person that I was so happy accompanied us on our vacation this year.
“I know, I’m sorry too.” I couldn’t treat her this way by saying that she betrayed my mother and me when I turned around and did the same thing. Pulling away from each other we stared at each other with goofy grins on our faces. “You have a mean tan,” I noted as I looked at the discoloration of certain places on her body.
“You’re one to talk,” Theresa said laughing. It felt good to hear her laugh again because she hadn’t laughed at all this week.
“You finished packing? Need help because I’m done.”
“Nah, I’m alright.” Theresa said and dumped the remaining of her clothes in her burgundy suitcase. “It’s going to suck going to work Monday, though.” Theresa said and I couldn’t help but to agree. Having a week off of work with pay was amazing and now we had to be brought back to reality.
“Yeah, but we got to do what we got to do,” I said and grabbed my suitcases. “See you in the car.” I said and walked out of the room. When I got to the bottom of the stairs and stopped at the kitchen, I was surprised to see Joseph opening up all of the excess beer cans and pouring them down the drain. “What are you doing?” I asked surprised. Looking up at me smiling he snorted.
“What do you think? I’m doing what I should have done a while ago.” I watched Joseph pour the contents of each can in the sink, and I couldn’t help but to grin. I felt like crap for thinking this, but I’m glad his mistake with Theresa and his mistake with me was enough to snap him out of his drinking habits. I knew that wasn’t enough though, and he’d need to go to a few alcoholic anonymous classes, but he was a man of his word, and he always kept the promises that he made. “Sorry, that I wasn’t the best this weekend.” He said, and I nodded my head and took a deep breath.
“I’m sorry too,” I said to him and he raised his eyebrow. I knew he was curious about what I was sorry about, but I wasn’t going to tell him because it was better that he didn’t know. Grabbing my bags again, I took them outside and discarded them in the truck of Joseph’s larger SUV. “I’ll load yours up too,” I said once I had come back into the house. His bags were neatly stacked by the door and I was grateful that I didn’t have to walk the long distance back and forth to the car.
“About time,” Theresa said throwing her bags in the trunk after I had organized them so that they’d fit better.
“Shut up,” I said laughing. We lounged around outside talking until Joseph was ready to move out.
“Time to hit the road, it’s going to be a long drive.” Theresa and Joseph avoided each other’s eyes, but for the most part, they had spoken to each other when needed. Closing my eyes as the sunlight danced on my face I thought about everything that had happened. I couldn’t tell my mother what happened because it would kill her and I know that she’d be disgusted with me and would probably not want to talk to me again and she was right. What Joseph and I did was beyond disgusting and what made it remotely okay was the fact that he wasn’t my real father.
“Do you miss mom?” I asked him. I honestly wanted to know his answer.
“Of course I miss your mom, Kendall. We’ve always gone together as a family.” I smiled to myself at this. Joseph, Theresa, and I each had our share of wrong doing this week, and I was hoping that we’d be able to get passed this as quickly as possible. However, I couldn’t say that our vacation was fully a waste because whatever demons Joseph was fighting, he was finally able to acknowledge them and take measures to get rid of them. Once everything was said and done, at least, he’d go back home to my mother a better man, and that in itself made me happy so at the end of the day, this turned out to be an amazing vacation for me.
Stepbrother, Our Secret
By: Steamy Reads
Stepbrother, Our Secret
© E. Cummings, September 2015 – All rights reserved
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Chapter One
“So how was your day sweetheart?” Gerald asked as we sat in his favorite restaurant after he had picked me up from work.
“Oh, work was work.” I said rather dry. Work seemed to have gone on too long today and I really needed a vacation. I worked at a café and I had to be the manager for the day because our manager was sick. I’ve been there the longest and I knew the ropes inside and out so I wasn’t surprised when I was asked to fill in for her. Gerald frowned then.
“Michelle, don’t you think it’s time for you to find something else to do?” I really hated when Gerald asked me things like that. We all couldn’t be junior sales managers at a major company. Gerald wasn’t the richest man in the world, but the man did have quite a bit of money to just throw around whenever he wanted something new.
“I like my job, Gerald. It’s stressful, but I like it.” Gerald sat back in his seat still frowning.
“I just feel that if you asserted yourself a little more, then you’d definitely land another job. Come intern at my company, I’ll hire you in fulltime once you’ve learn how everything works.” I held up my hand. He was starting to piss me off and I needed to stop him from speaking before he ruins our date.
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