Mia had noticed, since Emily's party, that her step father, Steve had become distant with her. The two nights she'd been with him had been amazing, and she had hoped, almost expected, that they would continue. What actually happened was that he was working more, which was fair enough, but when he wasn't working he was either at the gym or working on one of his projects in the garage, almost as if he was avoiding her.
He always had something on the go in the garage, making something. But they were almost always just things to help him switch off, and that he'd work on occasionally.
Recently he was hardly ever in the house when she was around, and had almost completely stopped checking her out. She'd even walked into the lounge in her bra and panties when he was there once, pretending that she didn't realise he was home, and he'd hardly looked at her.
Mia had decided to try to find out if she'd done anything wrong. If this kept up she was going call Rob and fuck him instead, which she'd already decided she was going to do at some point anyway.
Steve was in the garage when Mia got home from her morning shift at the coffee shop. Amy, her mom, was at a tennis tournament.
Mia was dressed in her work uniform, a black knee length skirt and white shirt. She always wore a coloured bra to work as the shirt was tight enough that the bra was visible through it, today it was black. The people that came in the coffee shop mostly tipped well, and on Saturdays she almost always had a group of 10 or so middle aged guys who were part of a cycling club. They always sat in her area. She'd flirt with them and make sure she took her time when she was clearing their table, knowing that they were looking down her top or checking out her ass. Their tip usually made up about half of her total tips, so she figured she'd give them a reason to be generous.
Mia had thought about changing into Steve's favourite pj set when she got home, but decided against it and went straight into the garage. Steve had his back to her, drilling some wood on his bench, he was dressed in an old t-shirt and a pair of his old board shorts. She had to raise her voice to get his attention.
"Steve."
The drill stopped and Steve turned, "Oh, hi. Home early aren't you?"
"Yeah, just a short shift today, they've got a couple of trainees who are working this afternoon."
There was a pause in conversation, which Steve broke.
"Well I'd better crack on. This job won't finish itself."
"What are you making?"
"Just a couple of stools for the breakfast bar."
"Oh." Mia paused, then asked "Have I done something wrong?"
Steve knew what she meant, he looked at her, "No, it's me. I don't want to hurt your mom, I love her to bits and don't want to risk what we've got"
"Nor do I." Mia replied. "But we weren't ever going to take any risks were we? Nothing was ever going to happen when there was a chance anyone would find out and I'm not going to tell anyone."
Steve didn't reply, but kept looking her in the eye. She looked gorgeous in that blouse. Her bra was clearly visible. He could almost feel the blood rushing to his cock.
"I thought maybe you didn't like the blow job." Mia said.
"What? No! That was incredible, it really was." Steve replied.
"Because I really enjoyed it, especially when you came in my mouth."
Steve could feel his cock stirring as the words left Mia's mouth. That mouth that had been wrapped around it just a few weeks earlier.
"You're the only man I've ever let come inside me." Mia continued.
She glanced down and could see the developing bulge in his shorts.
Mia decided if she didn't act now, that it would definitely be over,
so she stepped forwards and reached her hand out, placing it on top of the bulge, Steve never moved or spoke, so she squeezed.
Steve let out a moan, Mia started to rub her hand up and down.
"If you want me to stop, I will." She said.
"No." Was all that Steve could say.
Mia smiled, lifted her heels and kissed Steve on the lips. He reciprocated, whilst Mia continued stroking his cock.
Mia reached her other hand down and untied his shorts. She released his cock and used both hands to pull his shorts down so that the waistband was at his thighs.
Mia stopped kissing Steve and said
"I've wanted to do this every day for weeks."
She looked into Steve's eyes and dropped to her knees. Maintaining eye contact she took hold of his cock.
"Do you want me to suck it?"
Steve succumbed to his destiny, he'd tried hard to resist, but he knew what lay ahead.
