My Hot Stepfather

Dave

I woke up early. Sleeping alone in my bed was something I got used to actually and I wasn’t happy before like I was that night. I was dreaming of Vanilla and to be honest, it was hard for me to not masturbate. Yes, I jerked off last night thinking of Vanilla and the way I want to make love to her.

But it wasn’t going to be soon. It may take a lot of time to reach that target. Honestly, I want to marry her and not just make her mine. I want to do my best to resist her hot body until marriage. I knew that was kind of ridiculous and tough but I was intending to try it anyhow.

I took a lukewarm shower to take off the sticky cum and I felt like a kid or a teenager when I did. But it was fun and my dick was so aroused and I felt like I was going to explode if I didn’t release or reach my climax.

I walked out of the shower after rubbing my body and shampooing my hair well. I dried my body and my hair. Somehow I felt like a newly wedded man and I wanted to look handsome and clean.

It was awkwardly dumb but I wasn’t old as well. I was just 30 years old. Still young and hot and very handsome. I wore my casual clothes for today because I promised Vanilla to help her and give her the first driving lesson this morning.

A black shirt showing my abs and my arm muscles, along with blue dirty jeans. I wanted to tease her actually. I wanted to see how much she wanted to be with me. How much she craved me.

to my wife downstairs. I hastened somehow downstairs to hear the conversation because I have never seen my wife waking up so early. It was

reached down, I spotted both of them in the open kitchen, chit-chatting with each other and laughing. It was a small kitchen just for decoration actually and only for making toast or coffee with a small fridge

wide smile that I hated. “Good morning babe, I hope you have

night. I don’t even remember when the last time was that you have been here in my bed,”

“Um, good

eyebrow. “Good morning sweetheart. Are

nodded. “Yes, so ready.” She chuckled, making the perfect sign with her

pulled Vanilla by the arm. “Okay, let’s go

be interrupted by my wife. “Where are you going? I prepared breakfast for both of you.” She seemed curious and that was rare actually. She has

I swear Vanilla almost jumped in her place from

use my car. I know your father does have a lot of cars. But I guess this one will be great to use,” my wife said to Vanilla and

was aiming to buy the last edition soon for her birthday. But what she didn’t know yet was that I won’t let her drive by herself. Owning a car doesn’t mean that I will