Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Obviously, I was out of my mind with anger and disappointment, and demanded that she move out. Joelle rolled her eyes and refused, but after one too many blowout fights, she finally agreed to move her shit into a cottage on the outskirts of my property. Then, I demanded a divorce. It was the natural next step. There was no fucking way I was going to stay in a sexless marriage. That shit is for losers and sad sacks, and there was no way I was going to stay leashed to such a fucking bitch.
But shit gets even more fucked up then. I decided to serve the divorce papers myself. Why not? Cameron begged me not to, but I wanted to see the look on Joelle’s face when she realized we were dunzo. Yeah, she was going to lose her housing; give up her car; and make do on her nursing salary. Hell, her daughter would likely have to transfer schools too because I’d been footing the tuition bill for Minnie. Frankly, I looked forward to delivering the news. It’s sadistic, but there you go. I never said that I was a nice guy.
My mood buoyed, I strolled to Joelle’s cottage, papers in hand. But after pressing the bell, to my surprise, her daughter answered the door.
“Hey Mr. Landry,” the teen girl greeted, just as startled to see me as I was her. “I didn’t know you were coming over. My mom’s not here right now.”
I stopped for a moment because was this Minnie? Little Mary Amelia, whom I met a few times after Joelle and I tied the knot? Holy fuck, but she’d changed because the old Minnie was a scrawny thing with arms and legs like sticks, and frizzy hair that stood up at all angles. I barely noticed the child, to be honest, with her scabby knees and glinting metal braces.
But the woman at the door was altogether different. For one, she was no longer a little girl. Instead, the new Mary Amelia was buxom, with giant DD breasts, a narrow waist, and wide hips. Shining golden hair flowed down her back, and her legs were long and slim, clad in cute pink sneakers paired with a flowery sundress. Not only that, but her features were innocent, despite her voluptuous shape. Big blue eyes stared at me, paired with a perfect ski-slope nose, and glossy pink lips.
“Um yeah, hi Minnie,” I managed in a croak. Then, I cleared my throat. What the fuck was wrong with me? I’ve been around beautiful women my whole life. Hell, since I was fifteen and hit my growth spurt, females have thrown themselves at me like I’m the last sentient man on earth. So why was I suddenly behaving like a nervous teenage boy?
Get a grip, the voice in my head rasped. Think with your brain, and not with your dick.
Right. This is my stepdaughter, or soon-to-be-ex-stepdaughter. I needed to take control.
“Hey Minnie,” I tried again, my voice more normal now. “It’s good to see you. I didn’t know you were home.”
The young blonde nodes, her eyes a bit wary now.
“Yes, I’m visiting because school’s off right now. You know that I’m at Evergreen College, right? Near Purchase, about forty-five minutes from here.”
In fact, I did not know. I’m sure Joelle told me, but I’d forgotten because her daughter’s whereabouts were never very important to me. Out of sight, out of mind. But I smiled and nodded.
“Right, Evergreen. And how’s school treating you?” I manage with what I hope is an interested-but-not-too-interested nod.
Minnie smiles then, so beautiful that it’s like the sun radiating beauty and warmth on a gorgeous afternoon. She’s so breathtaking, in fact, that my cock literally jerks in my pants, reacting of its own accord to the presence of the young, ripe female. I want to fall to my knees before her, before pressing my face against the vee of her thighs and licking up that sopping cunt. Then, I want to suck those tits, playing with the nipples, before sliding my dick deep into her vag and watching as the young girl falls apart, breathing my name with ecstasy.
What the fuck is wrong with you? the voice in my head snorts. You’re here to serve her mom with divorce papers. After that happens, you’ll never see this woman again.
The voice was right, and I forced myself to focus. I literally blinked a couple times, trying to break the reverie, only to come out of it to find Minnie shooting me a worried look.
“Are you okay, Mr. Landry?” she asked. “You look a little faint. Can I get you a glass of water? It’s unseasonably warm today.”
I almost said yes. I was tempted to follow the curvy girl into the shaded cottage before shoving the door closed and forcing myself on the buxom teen. She’d love my dick, and I hadn’t had a tight twat wrapped around my cock for a few months by then. But I managed a tight smile.