My Step-Daughter Is A Wicked Minx

And my husband’s boss takes advantage of it.

Callie paused and looked at him, her big blue eyes were incredulous. “You want me to watch?”

“I certainly don’t want to kick you out on your birthday,” Lance replied. “I dare say this will be more fun than roaming around town for the next few hours.”

“But she’s my stepmom,” Callie protested.

“Exactly,” Lance replied, sliding a finger inside of me. “She might be married to your dad, but you shouldn’t let that get in the way. You have to admit, she’s very beautiful.”

Callie bit her lip. “It’s not hard to work out what dad sees in her.”

“Right?” Lance replied. “Dad did well, punching well above his weight with a woman this beautiful. I can see you’re curious. Let me sweeten the deal. Stay, and I’ll give you a thousand dollars. A little spending money for your special day.”

“A thousand dollars?” Callie gasped, “You’re kidding right?”

My head whipped around as I turned to face Lance. “You can’t pay her to stay. Ralph will be watching. He’ll find out.”

“I’m deadly serious,” Lance replied as he leaned over my shoulder. With his other hand he tilted my head to one side and ran the tip of his tongue up the supple flesh of my neck until he reached my ear.

“If we have another voyeur, we don’t really need Ralph, do we?” He whispered. “I think she’ll be more fun. Quiet perhaps, but I dare say she has a little hellcat in her.”

“What makes you say that?” I asked.

“She hasn’t run like hell,” Lance whispered. “She’s curious, she just needs a little encouragement. Besides Ralph misbehaved this morning, we need to make sure he behaves himself in the future.”

Lance let go of me, reached into his pocket, took out his wallet and pulled out a stack of notes.

Callie’s eyes went wide as Lance counted out ten hundred dollar bills.

“So, Callie, what do you say?” Lance asked holding up the wad of cash. “If you want it, all you’ve got to do is toss your jacket over that camera so your dear old dad can’t see what we’re up to.”

“And all I have to do is watch?” Callie asked. Eying the bills hungrily.

“That’s right,” Lance replied. “You can do anything you wish, but all you have to do is stay and watch the fun. Beyond that, it’s up to you.”

Callie shifted her weight from one foot to the other. I remembered college. I barely had two dollars to rub together. A thousand dollars that you didn’t have to work for was a pretty tempting offer.

It took Callie all of three seconds to make up her mind. She peeled off her jacket and standing on her tip toes, threw it over the bracket the camera was mounted on.

To my surprise it didn’t slip.

With a grin, Callie strode over to Lance but before she could take the bills he folded them in half neatly and slid them straight down into my thong, before repositioning the fabric back over my exposed lips.

“Hey!” Callie protested. “That wasn’t part of the deal.”

“Oh, don’t be such a prude,” Lance replied, “It’s yours now, just take it.”

I was soaked from Lance’s insistent massage. The last thing I wanted was Callie feeling just how wet I was. I crossed my legs as I tried to get my breath back.

“Looks like your stepmom wants to keep it,” Lance teased. “Better be quick.”

Callie took a deep breath and stepped right up to me. She slid her finger over the top of my thong and pullet it away from my skin, exposing both the cash and my soaked sex.

“What are you waiting for?” Lance asked. “First time in another woman’s underwear?”

Callie turned to my husband’s boss and laughed. “No, I’ve been at college, not a monastery.”

Lance took half a step back, “Oh I see.”

Without any further encouragement Callie reached inside my underwear, the back of her hand sliding over my mound before brushing against my clit as her fingers wrapped around the wad of cash.

Then she paused, raising her eyes to mine.

Slowly, deliberately, she wiggled her hand against me.

I let out a gasp. My stepdaughter was teasing my clit, and she was doing it on purpose.

The little minx.

Then just as patiently she withdrew the wad of folded bills and let go of my thong.

I couldn’t believe what had just happened. With a cheeky grin she tucked the bills into her back pocket. “I thank you for your generous contribution to my birthday.”

“And a very happy birthday it shall be,” Lance replied. “Make yourself comfortable, you’re in for quite the show.”

Callie set down her bag and leaned against the door, her eyes locked on me as Lance turned toward me. I could see the impressive bulge protruding from the front of his slacks and was frankly surprised he hadn’t torn through them.

Clearly the thought of taking me while Ralph’s daughter watched was turning him on, how could it not? It was deliciously taboo, but I couldn’t help but wonder if he was hoping for more.

Lance had taken me, Ralph’s wife. Was he hoping to take Callie also?

I knew his appetites were considerable, but the longer she stood there, the more I questioned my own. My eyes couldn’t help but linger over her nubile body. The tiny skirt she was wearing showed off her long smooth legs, and without the jacket it was hard to miss just how tightly her shirt stretched over her chest. Every time she moved, two or three inches of her well-toned stomach became visible.

I was having flashbacks of Lauren, Lance’s very forward assistant who just oozed raw sexuality. I remembered vividly the feel of her tongue and teeth as they had teased me. She’d known just how to touch me. The benefit of being a woman I suppose.

Would Callie feel the same?

Behave Alexis. I told myself as I strained against my bonds.

I couldn’t help it. I was just so turned on, it was as if someone had reached into my brain and turned my libido to overdrive.

Lance ran his hand up my side and over the heavy satin cups of my bra. Reaching my skin he traced the skin at the edge of my bra until it rested between my cleavage. Tugging gently against my bra, Lance played with the clasp on the front of my bra.

A simple flick of his wrist and my breasts would be free. The thought sent a tingle of pleasure right through me.

I knew now, that was exactly what I wanted.

Maybe he was right, maybe I was an exhibitionist. All I needed was the right audience, and the sight of Callie staring expectantly at me was turning me on.

“She’s a beautiful woman, isn’t she Callie?” Lance played with my bra as he spoke.

Callie nodded.

“I’ll bet your father couldn’t believe his luck the first time he stripped her bare,” Lance spoke quietly. “Could he Alexis, how long did he last?”

“About two minutes,” I laughed as I remembered our third date. “I got on my knees and let him slide it right where your hand is now. He exploded like a volcano. It was adorable.”

“I’d believe it,” Lance replied. “He’s pretty quick on the trigger that husband of yours.”

“A common affliction,” I replied. “One I’m glad you don’t suffer from.”

Lance smiled and turned to face Callie. “Would you like to see them?”

Callie’s hands fiddled with the base of her skirt as she nodded once more.

Lance shook his head. “You have to say it dear.”

Callie looked at me, her lips pursing for a moment. “I want to see my stepmom’s tits.”

Her words sent a thrill through me, as Lance deftly opened the clasp on my bra with one hand.

The weight of my breasts forced the cups apart as my natural breasts fell right into Lance’s waiting hand. He lifted it gently teasing my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Callie sucked in a quick breath as she stared her dad’s boss tweaking and fondling my breasts.

Lance bent down and sucked my nipple between his lips.

“Ahh,” I groaned as he teased me with his tongue. I closed my eyes, as his hands wandered over my body. I was utterly helpless to do anything but enjoy his ministrations and Lance seemed determined to drive me wild.

My pussy was on fire, but I didn’t mind. After the past few days, I had no doubt what was in store for me. I was going to get used until I begged for mercy, and I doubted that would stop him.

Lance Reynolds was going to take what he wanted and that was exactly what I’d signed up for.

His mouth wrapped itself around my right nipple and I squirmed in ecstasy.

Then a second set of lips took my left nipple at the same time. Teeth grazed gently across my peak as both my nipples were teased relentlessly.

Then I realized what was happening.

I opened my eyes and found Callie latched onto my left breast tasting and teasing it with her tongue.

“Callie,” I groaned my voice little more than a whisper. “What are you doing?”

My stepdaughter stared up at me with her big blue eyes as she drew back my nipple still clasped firmly between her teeth. As she raised her head, the weight of my breast dragged my nipple free, and the resulting friction made me shudder.

Callie looked me in the eye. One of her dainty hands gripped my left breast, the other found my throat.

“Taking advantage of the situation,” she replied, placing her lips over mine. Moments later her tongue forced its way into my mouth, and I won’t lie. I let it in. Callie knew how to kiss and she clearly wasn’t the innocent young woman I had thought she was.

Ralph’s daughter was far more dominating than he was, clearly she didn’t get it from him.

“I hope you don’t plan to leave me out of this party,” Lance said.

Callie released my lips but used her hand on my neck to turn my head to face Lance. As she did, she whispered in my other ear. “You’re mine.”

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