This is the story of what could have happened had I accepted her offer.All the characters names remain unchanged except the main character of me (Step...en). I really don't like to use that name anymore.Chapter 1Joanne and I we're playing in her room. There wasn't much to do outside, and it wasn't the nicest of days to do anything anyway. We we're busy using her toy typewriter busy putting together a comic we'd been working on for a week or so, I was typing and she was dictating. We we're really. Sometimes italmost felt like I was the adult in the house, though this was a clearreminder that I wasn't."Do you realize what you've done?" Mom asked, staring at me with anexcited look on her face."I made a new toy?" I asked cautiously."You made a DEVISE," she exclaimed, nearly jumping with excitement.I gave Mom a skeptical look, then pointed out, "If it's a devise, it'sonly because it's made with your devise parts..."Mom just laughed at that, then she shook her head and grabbed me by. Flowing up, her throat bears a weight to her mouth and rich,wet lips part to birth a soft, high moan; the sound strange and alien toveiled ears, but infused with pleasure distilled from the flesh. Thesweetness of this paints the world behind her eyes as the movements growfaster and stronger; the sound of breath and soft moans becomingconstant between the movements of her hands when ,abruptly, a thoughtpierces the warmth and her eyes bulge open, hands rising quickly as ifin shock, her body. And some time later I opened my eyes to see the repair dude standing over our bed and watching my wife's exposed leg and ass hanging out of the covers.I closed my eyes again and re-opened them, just to make sure I wasnt dreaming, and sure enough this guy was oggling my wife right in front of me. I said to him "see anything you like?" to which I got a mumbled reply "oh aye! I'd love some o that mate".Hearing this woke me up and I watched him for a bit while he checked out the missus, and he.