‘Why is it that the step-mother is always so wicked? Perhaps, just once, you could tell a tale about a sweet and loving stepmother, Jacob. Make her ...eally sexy too? Maybe she and her daughter-in-law could be having a torrid affair behind closed doors! That would be wonderfully scandalous! And….’ Jenny ended her tirade abruptly, noting the frown upon her husband’s face, her lips curving sheepishly downward in answer. ‘Would you prefer to go to bed without a tale tonight, Jennifer Grimm?’ Jacob. She replied with a large red heart and he replied with a short message.“I’d do you.”I felt my cock stiffen even more.I decided to carry on dressing up. I put on a tight black T-shirt, obviously made for a woman with a bust. It looked good with my “full chest” and the bra stuck out slightly. I then pulled on a mini skirt that was a similar black colour, but you could see there was a difference. I looked at myself once more, I was so sexy.I crept out of my room to the bathroom Down the hall. I. That night and every night for the rest of my two week visit, our love making had taken on a new urgency, whether it was my urgency or desire for something more, or Jack's, I don't know. He was driven, almost to prove a point to me, or maybe to himself, that there was nothing wrong with our relationship. It was easy for me to believe that he was right, that I was being overly concerned, when I was in his arms, and he was making love to me. All seemed right with the world then, when he was. There was a servant bell, but she let it accumulate dust. She wouldn’t give them gratification.Between the gilded prison and an emotional cage of her own design, she was lonely.More than lonely.So, she prayed. She prayed as she did in church, on her knees. If no one on earth could help, she’d have to ask a Higher Power. With her eyes squeezed shut, she mumbled the Lord’s Prayer under her breath… and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil…At the conclusion, she felt deflated,.