Roxanne had had a break from Allison for a couple of months, and though it had been quite a relief, it was also killing her inside. She kept waking up in the middle of the night, with her panties and bed soaked from her juices, and could remember Allison doing naughty things with her in their dreams, things that could never happen in real life. The more she had these dreams, the more she desperately wanted them to happen. Unfortunately, Allison was the one that was in charge here, and she didn't seem like she was bothered at all by this situation. She continued to live her best life, sun tanning and swimming and giggling with her girl friends over cocktails, while Roxanne tried to focus on school from afar.
The terrible part was, Allison didn't even seem to want to hide herself at all. She walked around the house with a towel at times, and left her door open when she changed. Roxanne managed to see her step-mother naked multiple times, and it was killing her inside. Was Allison doing this on purpose? Teasing her with her body? It was so hot, and she couldn't stop staring at it. She wanted to lick it up and down, over and over again, at every crevice and corner, and make Allison finally admit that she wanted it as bad as Roxanne did. She would sometimes stand by the door, and just watch Allison as she changed into her stunning dresses, watching every curve and slope of her body. She knew Allison could see her if she just turned around, and in the back of the mind, she kind of wanted Allison to spot her. That way, she could finally get the attention she craved from her stepmother again, and maybe be punished for being such a needy slut.
As the days went by, Roxanne became more and more distressed, to the point where she felt like she should go to her dad and tell him that she can't live with them anymore, and that her and Allison just didn't get along. It was a lie though, and not only would he be able to see through it, Allison would tell him exactly what was going on behind his back.
One Friday evening, as she laid on her belly, using her laptop, Roxanne's mind wandered to her dreams the night before, which were even naughtier than usual. She was making out with Allison in the bathroom while they took a bath together, and she could almost feel the sensation of the soap as they rubbed their bodies against each other, both having a great time at it. She could feel her panties getting wetter and wetter as her mind wandered, and she was so lost in thought that she hadn't noticed that Allison was standing right at her door.
This was so peculiar to Roxanne, since Allison basically acted like she didn't exist, that all she could do was just stare at Allison, like she was some sort of mirage. Her pussy immediately pulsed from seeing her stepmother there, and she was so ashamed about being turned on, but knew she couldn't help it with regards to Allison.
"Hey stupid girl. Got no one to be with on a Friday night, huh?" Allison said as she smirked. She was wearing a matching set of silk pyjamas, which looked gorgeous against her skin.
"I... I don't have a lot of friends." Roxanne admitted after still staring at Allison in stunned silence for a few seconds. Why was she here? What did she want from her? It must've been something bad from the look in the back of Allison's eyes.
"Your dad's gone again, and I'm feeling pretty... bored." Allison said, checking her nails absentmindedly as she did.
"Why don't you go out with your friends, then?" Roxanne asked, feeling annoyed.
"Are you talking back to me?" Allison asked her, with her eyes narrowing.
"No ma'am." Allison replied, though her pussy had clenched again from the tone in Allison's voice.
"I see you, you know. Watching me, lurking around the house. It feels like I'm living with a pervert. Wait, no. I'm actually living with a pervert. A girl pervert who masturbates at night to the thought of her stepmother naked." Roxanne stared at Allison, stunned. "I'm right, aren't I?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Roxanne lied.
"I have you wrapped around my finger, and I love it. You're an eager little slut, and eager little sluts love to be punished, don't you?" Allison continued, like she hadn't heard Roxanne at all.
"What do you want from me?" Roxanne replied, with her voice slightly shaking.
"Why don't you come to the bathroom and find out?" Allison said, smirking. Without another word, she left the entryway, leaving Roxanne in a stunned silence.
She had a choice now. She could lock her door, and ignore Allison. Even leave the house if she wanted to. But if she were to admit it to herself, she knew exactly what she wanted, and she would listen to Allison no matter what she asked her to do. She didn't think about it again as she stood up from her bed and walked to the bathroom, still a little hesitant with every step. She saw Allison standing there, scrolling through her phone as she leaned against the sink countertop. "Took you long enough." She said snarkily.
"What do you want me to do?" Roxanne asked.