"Supper! Is that what was bothering me? I had to go home to be "SuzieHomemaker" with my -- my _pregnant_ stepmother? For that matter, how did mybei...g a girl get me a stepmother in the first place?"I'm sorry," I said. "We, umm, were having so much fun that, well, I guessI lost track of time." Well, you did manage to come home in time to help, so I suppose there'sreally no harm done."She leaned over and kissed me on the forehead. "Go hang up your suit andtowel. You can set the table, then. It was the greatest. I guess I'd better be off, huh? See you later. Four o'clock, right?" he asked, referring to our Father's Day cookout later in the day.I confirmed it and he was soon dressed and left.Tara was dressed when I opened the bathroom door and we were soon in the car headed home."Did he like it?" Oh, he loved it, he said you were the best. Just the best," I told her as I reached over to squeeze her thigh. She spread open, moving my hand to her pussy which I rubbed all the way. Dinner waited for him in his room — bread and meat from the farm, only the wine was brought in from a warmer province. The meals were cold, but he didn't mind. Pork, lamb, poultry, and, occasionally, that other meat. He didn't pay much attention to what he ate, he ate for nourishment, not for culinary delight.Usually he ate alone, but on some days he called for the girl. One day his money would run out, but for now he could still afford the little extra fee. When he sought company, it was. Nice fuckin' cock." I'm sure it was, J." It was. It was."She rubbed her ass up against Mick, and he grinned at me. Then when no one was looking, he slid her pants down a bit and showed me her left ass cheek, a round, smooth fleshy thing that jiggled when she slapped his hand away."Stop showing my ass to people!" It's such a nice ass though, sweetie," Mick said, massaging it with both hands."Okay, it's just Amphumy. He's allowed. Wanna see my ass, Amphumy?" Sure," I said, humoring her.And she.