I'd like to think I didn't do too bad at it.But even in the midst of all that, I was lonely. I didn't date very much. Partly out of a lingering loyalt... to my deceased wife, and also partly because I didn't want my daughter to resent another woman coming into our lives, which I was afraid would happen, and so I put my own need for physical intimacy on the back burner, and threw myself into the role of a single parent.This is the way my first encounter with Megan eventually occurred.She was. He never accepted me as his mother, but I guessed he wanted me to be his whore. One month after my marriage, something happened. It was a hot night, and I went to the kitchen to have some water. Suddenly a pair of hands grabbed my boobs from behind. The bottle of water dropped from my hand as I was shocked. Edward’s dad was not home, so those hands scared me to death. I quickly turned and saw my stepson standing in front of me. It was a little dark in the kitchen, but still I could see a. She took my hand and guided it around to her pussy where I felt it was already wet. She stopped sucking and asked if I wanted to move to the backseat. I agreed immediately. We both got out of the car. I saw her remove her thong from under her dress and lay down on the back seat with her legs spread for me. I got on top of her, and guided my cock with my hand into her pussy and voila! I was having real sex for the first time. I didn't know at the time, but her pussy was really loose. I slide. “Then we’ll head back home and get ready for Todd’s barbeque”. Nobody replied. Julia put her arm around Roy and started walking up the street. Elena and Maria both waved back at me as they went over the road and turned the corner. ‘Great’ I thought as I began to wonder down the street, tracing the footsteps Roy and Julia had made moments before. ‘Another year, another couple of hours to waste as everybody goes last minute shopping’.As my mind started to wonder, thinking about Jenny, my.