David Hastings grabbed his duffel from the back seat of his beater car and headed towards his dad, Bill's house. Bill had been divorced from David's mom for a decade and had remarried about 5 years ago to a trophy named Stephanie.
David was not looking forward to living at home with the bimbo and the 'rent, but he had just graduated college and had no clue what to do now. He planned to stay the summer while he searched for a job. He could not escape fast enough as far as he was concerned. Stephanie was nice enough but David really couldn't see what she saw in his dad considering she was closer to David's age than Bill's.
He let himself in because he technically lived there, right? He headed up to his room as he passed the master bedroom he heard moaning. The door was ajar slightly, not enough to see inside, but who wanted to see their dad boning anyway. He was about to walk past when he heard his father say, "Get on your knees and suck me you slut. All I want to hear is slurp and gag from you right now."
David stopped moving away and leaned closer. He could hear the sounds of a wet sloppy blow job going on. He was afraid to push the door any wider because the hinges could creak then they would know he was there. So he just listened.
"That is what Daddy needs. A cum dump to take his load. Play with those tits, what else are they good for? Make it hurt cunt or I will do it for you." He groaned as the was a particularly loud gag from her.
David felt his cock press hard against the inside of his jeans. This was hot as fuck. He tried not to think about the fact that it was his dad, but Stephanie being a submissive little cum slut was way hot. "Throat that cock, you useless bag of cock holes. Get it fucking deep. I want your nose flat on my stomach you whore."
She made a long moan, then silence except his excited breathing. He growled and David could tell that he was cumming. That was his cue to leave and come back in.
As David was making his way back outside, Stephanie was wiping the cum spit and tears from her chin. "See honey, I told you you could do it if you tried. That was a very good effort at taking control. When you come back from your trip I will have an extra special surprise for doing such a good job today." She stood up and patted Bill's ass with a wink before she went to the bathroom to clean up. She was so wet and horny but she had taken Bill's only load in her throat so there was very little she could expect from him at this point. On top of that, Bill's boy-worthless, was expected soon.
Stephanie changed out of the leather halter top and boy shorts she was wearing into a maxi dress with a cardigan. She headed down stairs to find Bill and start dinner. David was with him in the family room carrying a duffel bag, obviously just having arrived. Stephanie smiled and went over to give the 22 year old leach a quick hug.
David was still caught up in what he had heard, so he held a little longer and pressed a little harder than he usually did when hugging the Step Mommy. There was no love lost between the two of them. Their relationship had always had an icy twinge to it. Stephanie looked oddly at him as she pulled back. David just smirked at her and headed up to store his stuff.
Stephanie went into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Bill came in to help.
"Was the dirty talk too much?" He asked biting his lip.
"No sweetie, it is like I told you, you did a great job taking control. You need to have that power when you go on this trip. I am of course going to take it all away when you get back." Stephanie laughed as she peeled a potato. "I know you are going to need some stress relief when you get home. 2 weeks is a long time for you to go without it."
"Yes, Miss." Bill moved about the kitchen pulling out ingredients and helping with preparations for dinner. That is how David found him when he came back down working as a team, getting the job done quickly.
Dinner was not a gourmet meal, but it was tasty and filling. After dinner, Bill asked David to help clean up as he and Stephanie were going to bed since Bill was leaving early the next morning for a two week business trip. David agreed and cleaned the kitchen before he retired early as well.
Bill had been gone for a couple of hours before Stephanie heard David moving around. She set the coffee pot to brew and grabbed the paper. She pulled out the classified ads and placed them next to the coffee machine.
David entered the kitchen and instantly saw the hint on the counter. He grabbed the coffee and paper and sat at the breakfast bar. Stephanie was preparing some sort of bread across the room and David watched her. Once again she was in a long dress and a bulky sweater. David looked at her clothes with distaste. "You are not very good at your job, are you?" He asked too casually.
"I am sorry?" Stephanie asked without turning around.
"You do know that as a slut trophy wife your job is to be enticing, right? I mean you want the gravy train to keep running you should try to be appealing. What self respecting cum slut covers that much skin? If I were your ATM I would fucking expect short skirts, tight tops and no underwear. I would want your tits hanging free, nips hard and that cunt wet." David said then downed his coffee, grabbed the paper and left.
Stephanie exhaled slowly as the front door closed. She looked down at her clenched fist and told herself to relax. There is no way that he was a Dom, he was just being an ass. That is what she told herself, but fifteen minutes after he left she headed upstairs to properly attire.
That afternoon, David headed back to the house frustrated from a day of spinning his wheels. He entered the house and went in search of the resident bimbo. Stephanie was in the back yard when he found her tending to the bird feeders. Instantly he noticed that she was dressed exactly as he said she should be. He couldn't tell about the underwear but that was an easy fix.
