?OK,? Jo said, ?time for your daily.? She led me down the hall and walkway to the swimming pool, where the air was even hotter and more humid than in...the house. Along the side of the pool was a long room, all white tile, which Jo called the gym. There were several pieces of exercise equipment, wash bowls, cabinets and shelves, toilets, and showers, all in one room. There were hoses with shower heads on them hanging from the ceiling over large drains in the floor. I jokingly remarked that. "To ourprospective Stepmom's bridal shower." She said, and with that she gunnedthe engine and roared out of the drive, leaving me holding the bags. Part FourThe wedding was in two days time. Other people's preparations wereunderway as well as my transformation into an office temp. Dad wasbooking the honeymoon, I'd been bought a suit, there was a rehearsalwhich I had to go to tomorrow, It was all pretty hectic at our house thesedays. I hurried inside before Dad got back and found me in the drive. As I moved to the other sideof him where a hay bail was sitting I pulled my nightieover my head and set it on the stall beam. I stoodthere naked with my tight little body seeming so smallcompared to his as I kept rubbing him and talking tohim telling him how beautiful and big he was. I knelt beside him as one hand rubbed kept rubbing himas my other worked its way down to his sheath. I couldguess he would be big given his sheath was a good 8inches already. The sight turned me on greatly so. I slid my hand down to the top of Rebekka’s skirt and she spoke the only two words I needed to hear: ‘Yes’ and ‘Kneel.’ I had remembered two rows of jewelled buttons down the front of her full, knee-length designer skirt but soon discovered that one set were dummies. Deliberately unfastening the others one-by-one I wondered what I looked like, semi-naked and kneeling at the feet of a woman I hardly knew yet already adored. Rebekka wiggled her hips, the skirt slid to the floor and she stepped.