A Note to my readers.
Thank YOU!
I never planned on this being a multi-part story, but you all had different ideas, and so at your request, I have made plans to make this about a four-part story.
Thank you all for your kind words and appreciation for this, what I consider my art and your ideas. They are all appreciated.
That said... I will also start adding the disclaimers that someone suggested.
The following story contains explicit content, including scenes of a sexual nature intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised. All characters depicted in this work are fictional and over the age of consent. The story may explore themes of intimacy, sexuality that might be considered taboo, erotic themes, cheating, mild non-consensual themes, a hamster, shrubbery, sensuality, and romance. It is intended for entertainment purposes only and does not condone, promote or endorse any real-life actions or behaviors. Please respect personal boundaries and preferences while engaging with this material.
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Jeff had only been home from college for a few days, and his head was still reeling from all the changes that his stepdad had made to the house. The fact that he had turned his old room into the family rec room was only a part of it.
The garage that the rec room was over had been turned into a full-on shop, and a new building was being built across the way that was going to be a new five-car garage for Paul's and Jeff's mom's cars, as well as one for Misty and Taylor, Misty's older sister, who was also at college but on the other side of the country.
The best part about the changes that Paul, Jeff's stepfather, made was to the bathroom in the rec room. Before, it was only a little toilet and sink affair, not much bigger than a small closet. Now, it was a complete bathroom with a sink, toilet, and full shower.
Since Paul's mom would occasionally stay up here and she had a fake leg, he had a seat built into the shower, so it was a very comfortable layout.
Jeff put on his running shorts and a light shirt and went down the stairs. As he was walking out, he ran into Paul, Angel, his Mom, and Misty. They were all heading to the car.
Paul yelled, "Hey Jeff, we are going into town to pick up some food for tonight. You wanna join us?"
"No, I need to get my run in; I'll see you when you get back."
Paul nodded, "OK, have fun."
They all got in the car and took off.
As Jeff watched them leave, he thought about the incident upstairs with Misty. Since that day she had made no other moves on him and had acted like nothing had ever even happened. She was so convincing about it that even he was wondering if maybe he had had some psychotic break and imagined it all.
WIth that thought still on his mind, he started his jog. The neighborhood was pretty laid back. It was on the outskirts of town and pretty new with most of the houses being built in the late nineties or early two-thousands and all of them on large pieces of property, about an acre or more each.
Rounding the corner to one of the side streets, he saw a family drive by. Two of the people waved at him, and he heard one of them yell, "Hey Jeff!" He waved back. He could not remember their names, but he could recall that they had been there at his going-away party last year.
Jeff ran a solid five-mile circuit, then stopped in the little park down the street from his house and did some more exercises. After that, he jogged the rest of the way home. All in all, he was gone for just under two hours.
As he approached the house, he did not see their car yet, so he figured they were still in town and probably getting something for lunch at this time. He got to the door and went inside, but this time, he walked into the main part of the house and into the kitchen.
He grabbed the orange juice out of the fridge and a glass and drank two glasses. He put the glass in the sink and headed to the rec room. When he got there, he took his shirt off and stretched, closing his eyes as he did so and enjoying the cool air feeling after the sweaty shirt on.
He jumped a little when he felt the hand on his chest, and when he looked, he saw Misty standing in front of him, completely naked. She was gently stroking his chest.
"Jesus Christ, Misty. What the hell are you, some kind of damn Ninja?"
She stepped closer to him and smiled, "Nope. I'm just a little, unassuming gal, and have a light step." She put her head against his chest and inhaled deeply, "You smell good after you've been working out and I like that you don't have chest hair."
Jeff sighed and put his arms around her, "You've been so cool with me since the thing we did up here, I was thinking that you were upset about it."
"No, Jeffy." She squeezed him, "Mom had me doing all sorts of stuff and I did not have any free time to get away."
She moved her head a little and took one of his nipples into her mouth, sucking and nibbling on it as she stroked and pinched the other one.
He stroked her head as she worked on him. He looked down at her and there was something incredibly erotic about how she was suckling his nipple, pulling on it with the suction of her mouth and flicking it with her tongue, while her eyes were closed and looking like she was lost in her own little heaven.
She opened her eyes and saw him watching her and grinned, "What are you looking at, silly? Haven't you ever seen a woman enjoying the taste of her man?"
"So. I'm yours?" He asked, returning the smile.
She shrugged and tilted her head, "Well, as often as I can have you, you are. I mean it's not like we are REALLY related."
She slid her hand down the front of his jogging shorts, "Ooh... no underwear?"
Jeff shook his head, "I don't like wearing them when I run. They bunch up and get in the way."
"You know they make jock-straps, right?"
He nodded, "I don't like them."
She continued to stroke his rapidly hardening dick, "I think they are sexy."
He laughed, "You've never had to wear one for a prolonged period of time."
She worked her hands around his shorts and pulled them down, his dick popping up in her face as she did so. "Oops... there's my Jock in a Box again." and she kissed the tip lightly as she pulled them all the way down.
