Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 20
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I don’t know how to explain it, but seeing stepmom naked almost scared me. It made me anxious to have this much of a sexual attraction towards her. I felt I was being drawn in by her female charms, but there was no way that I ever wanted to act on it. It was nearly 6:30pm when I had regained my composure. The people would start arriving in an hour.
I went downstairs just to see what was going on. My grandparents had already arrived. I took their coats and hung them on the rack. Dad was getting ready for people to arrive by setting up the bar. I didn’t see anyone else at the time. The main gathering place would be in the great room in the basement of the house.
I escorted my grandparents downstairs. We just sat around and made small talk about when I was going back to school and what I would be up to that semester. A few others began arriving, Joe and I took turns putting up their coats. It wasn’t going to be long before the party would start cranking up.
Finally at around 7pm, my favorite girls came down. They were a sight to behold. Viv was wearing this gorgeous plaid European-style button up tunic dress, with a white top underneath, and what looked to be beige stockings.
My stepmother was wearing frilly pirate blouse, which accentuated her cleavage, and a knee length black skirt.
They both looked smashing. I could tell that they had put tremendous effort into their appearance.
Stepmom had her hair fluffy with the bangs hanging down and the ends wispy. It was parted slightly to the side. This perfectly accentuated her cheekbones. In the low light of the room she in no way looked to be 40 years old. She looked to be a mature late 20’s to 30ish.
Vivian looked so cute in her dress. It looked like a schoolgirl outfit. Her hair was done up in a wavy style, parted towards the middle, with her golden
bangs hanging sexily down. She had her make-up done to perfection. What I truly loved seeing was that she was wearing the African beaded necklace that I had bought her for Christmas.
She was walking around mingling with everyone and it was hard not to ogle
her. She had grown into a full-fledged woman in the past ten months. She and my stepmother looked a lot more like sisters. Her
body had filled out to perfect proportions.
I had also grown since this had all began.
Being away at school and working out had thickened my body, but I still had an athletic tone. I felt like I was a man, but I knew I still had a lot to learn about life.
The house was beginning to fill up. By 7:30 there were 30-plus people. We had music going and it was getting quite loud. Most of the people were either people from my parent’s jobs, from the neighborhood, or long time friends of the family. Everyone was talking and catching up on what they had done for the holidays.
There were people everywhere. They were inside and outside of the house. I had set up tiki torches around the pool during the day. There were people upstairs, in the great room, and on the middle floor in the den. We were expecting over 50 people, so it would be a really nice party.
I tried to be as sociable as possible and attend to peoples’ needs. I’d go hang coats up as guests arrived, then go get drinks for people, and make sure that
the snacks stayed full. If dad needed more booze, then I’d go upstairs and get it. I was running around pretty good, but I was enjoying it. There is
something great about hosting a party that I have always enjoyed. It’s like showing off what you’ve got.
After making one of the customary trips to restock the party materials, I saw stepmom in front of the stereo in the open space that had been set up as a makeshift area for people to dance. She tinkered with the selection until she
seemed to be satisfied. Once she was through, she turned around. She
spotted me and began to approach.
“Come on! Let’s dance!…” stepmom said as she grinned from ear to ear.
Then she put her hands together in front of her and began to move and shake her hips and shoulders in time with the music. she looked like one of those ultra sexy go-go girls from the sixties. She raised her hands and snapped her fingers in time with the tune. I tried not to look too awkward, as I moved while trying not to be fixated on her.
I was spellbound for a moment. Stepmom looked so sexy in her saucy ensemble.
Next, a slow song came on and stepmom moved up to dance to the slow number. As we danced I could feel the undulations of our bodies moving in unison. The soft linen shirt accentuated the suppleness of her large breasts, while the frilly black skirt highlighted the curvature of her waist.
I was beginning to feel that familiar stirring in my loin. As my cock began to rise, I tried to pull away, but stepmom wouldn’t let me go. I know she had to feel the mass swelling between us. My rigid pole stirring against her soft belly,
as we swayed, gave the coziness of a soft dry fuck.
She gave me a telling look into my eyes as her lips parsed, “New Year’s is such a special time. Like they say, out with the old and in with the new.”
I was so nervous that I could hardly speak. I felt apprehensive about this situation. Much more of this and I was going to shoot a load. I knew I had to get away. I stammered, “Yeah , I know what you mean. I think I’m going to go get some air if that’s alright with you.”
As I pulled away she had a slightly bemused look on her face as she smiled and nodded, “Okay.”
I grabbed my jacket and made my way outside. It was a good thing. The
cool, crisp air was as good as a cold shower. My mind was swirling. I
couldn’t let go of the fact that it seemed unmistakable that my mother had been coming on to me.
First, I had seen her naked and then I felt her soft mature body wrapped
against me. I was like the guy with the devil and the angel on his shoulder.
The bad side was saying that I would definitely fuck the shit out of her. The other side said that she was my mother and my life was already complicated enough with the way things were going.
The party had cranked up inside and so there was no one outside. I fired up a joint and took a few tokes to go along with my Coke and Rum. I had a pretty good buzz going when Viv came walking up.
“Let’s go check out that telescope,” she motioned.
She was wearing a beautiful plaid winter coat that had a faux fur collar. She had a way of making me concentrate fully on her. I followed her, as she walked over and peered through the scope. She seemed in awe as she said,
“It sure is a beautiful night.”
Looking at the form of her bent over I retorted, “It sure is.”
Viv straightened up and looked at me with a light-hearted smile, “I saw you and stepmom. Should I be jealous?” Chai Fuck up!!!!
TO Be Continued
