My girlfriend Kate and I had just opened a bottle of wine when my doorbell chimed. It was my stepmom Betty who was stopping by to pick up some dishes I had borrowed for a surprise birthday party we had thrown for my dad the weekend before. Part of being a twenty-four-year-old bachelor was obviously not having enough real plates for a large social gathering. "Paper isn't nice enough, Jay," Betty had chided me with a wink and a smile, her hand lingering on my shoulder.
Ever since I turned 18, my stepmom had been right on the border of appropriateness with me, and sometimes over the line when she'd been drinking. Kate had certainly noticed, as had a few of my friends. It became kind of a running joke for us all. Did she mean for her ass to graze my arm when she turned around? Did she mean for me to catch a glimpse of her breasts when she bent over? Was that goodbye kiss on my cheek a bit too long?
We all thought Betty was attractive, so I didn't mind. She was about to turn forty, had dark red hair and green eyes, had never had kids, and worked out regularly. She had a nice ass but fairly small tits. She never seemed to wear a bra - which Kate pointed out often -- so we all knew she had long nipples.
Betty didn't really like Kate, even though we'd been dating a year. Kate was a petite, beautiful blonde I'd known since high school. She has a gymnast's ass and perky C cups. Even though my friends and I lusted after her in school, she and I didn't end up together until after college, when I'd broken up with a girl that Betty got along with and wanted me to marry. "I need to sow my wild oats!" I'd explained to my stepmom but got together with Kate only a week later.
"That new blonde must be wild, Jay," Betty needled me when she found out. "She making things grow for you in bed, I'll bet."
My stepmom was right about that. Sex with Kate was incredible. Unlike my college girlfriend, Kate loved to drink, smoke, and fuck. She had pushed me far out of the comfort zone of missionary, under the covers, with the lights out. She loved blowing me, having sex in public, and let me try anal -- which surprisingly she'd never done before.
"Your new fuckbuddy is kind of slutty, isn't she?" Betty had commented, when she overheard some of the stories I was telling my dad. At least while her attitude toward Kate was negative in private, Betty showered my girlfriend with fake enthusiasm when they saw each other, which irritated Kate to no end. I had made the mistake, one drunken night, of telling Kate everything Betty and I had discussed about her.
"Kate! Oh my gosh, so lovely to see you!" Betty exclaimed as she walked into my living room, eyeing the glass on the table in front of my girlfriend. Kate flashed a half-smile and accepted Betty's huge hug. "Ooooh, wine on a Tuesday, you crazy kids!" my stepmom continued, squeezing my bicep.
"Want a glass, or do you have to run?" I asked Betty.
"I can stay for one if you two don't mind. Or is three a crowd?" she added with a laugh.
Kate popped off the couch, giving me a mischievous grin, and said, "Betty, we'd both love to have you," as she headed to the kitchen. Moments later, my girlfriend returned with a very large pour. Betty had sat next to me on the couch, so Kate moved to a nearby chair.
"Woah," Betty said when she saw the almost-full glass. "Apparently I'm having the entire bottle all to myself!" My stepmom winced when she took a sip. "Or the entire box?"
Kate chuckled. "I think it's organic. We'll just have to drink it fast so we can open a better bottle next." She raised her glass, adding, "Cheers!" Betty and I clinked our glasses to Kate's and then followed her advice, downing our wine over the next few minutes.
As soon at Betty's empty Riedel touched the table, Kate stood up and took our glasses to the kitchen to refill them, returning quickly with another round of healthy pours. Betty leaned toward me, a bit drunker than I thought she would be, smiling as she said, "Jay, that's the stemware I got you for Christmas! They're supposed to make wine taste better, but you might need to return them since that's clearly not working."
"To fun times with family!" Kate toasted, and we again tapped glasses.
Betty gulped her wine down in two sips, showing my girlfriend and me proudly. "I finished first! What's my prize?" my stepmom gloated, slurring her words slightly. She patted my leg, perhaps too close to my groin, which caused Kate to roll her eyes.
