The End
Giving My Innocence to My Stepfather Chapter 1
My stepfather clicked off the television and turned to look at me. As always, when his piercing blue eyes fell on mine, I couldn’t help but shudder with excitement. John, my stepfather, smiled and spread his hands out in a helpless shrug.
“Weatherman says it’s going to stay cruddy like this until tomorrow morning. The state has put a warning out not to go out on the roads.
Supposed to be the storm of the century. Looks like we’re hunkering down tonight. Just you and me, kiddo.”
“That’s okay, Daddy. I’ve got some mac and cheese we can eat for dinner.”
My stepfather laughed and walked over to me. He wrapped his arms. around me and squeezed me into him and I nuzzled my head into hist chest, breathing in deep and enjoying his musk and the warmth of his. body against mine.
He released me and held me out in front of him. I was wearing a pair of tight jean shorts and a white tank top and I noticed his eyes travel down. and linger on my cleavage for a moment. I smiled sweetly up at him. He cleared his throat and met my gaze.
“So, honey,” he said, “what do you think of your new place?”
I looked around at my new apartment, not quite believing that I was finally on my own. After eighteen years of living at home, having my own space in a new town was an odd feeling. Mostly I missed the idea of being away from my stepfather. I could tell from the way he had been acting all weekend as we settled me in that he was feeling the same thing. He had been reluctant to see me off to college, and though he hadn’t said anything about it, his voice had had a wistful quality to it since we’d left
the house the day before with a trailer full of my stuff.
“I love it, Daddy. Though I’m a little nervous to start college.” My father smiled.
“You are going to have such a good time, sweetie, College is one of the best times of life. Just be sure to study hard, but also make room for fun.
Oh.
and be careful about the boys.” “Dad!”
“I’m serious.” he said, grinning. “You are going to meet a lot of them, and being the beautiful woman you are, they are going to want to do things to you. Just make sure you only do what you’re comfortable with and make sure to use protection.”
“Daddy!” I repeated. “Everything is going to be okay. I’m not interested in those types of boys anyway.”
“That’s what you say now. But I still need to warn you. Even though I’m sure you are already sexually active, it makes me feel better as a father to
warn you-”
“I’m not sexually active.” I interjected.
“You’re not?” From his eagerness, I could tell that he was pleased by the
news.
“No. Daddy,” I cooed, sidling up to him and wrapping my arms around his large frame, “I’m not. I’m saving myself for someone special. I don’t want to just give myself away to anyone, you know?”
My father bent down and kissed the top of my head, some strands of
my curly brown hair sticking to his stubble as he straightened back up and squeezed me tight.
“Good for you, honey. I know the man that you finally give yourself is
going to be very lucky. Even though I’m your father, I have no problem telling you that you are absolutely beautiful.”
“Thanks, Daddy.”
“I love you, sweetheart.” “I love you, too.”
“Now,” my father said. pushing me away from him once more. “What’s say we build that new coffee table of yours before the lights go out and we drown?”
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