“I didn’t say no. But is this fair to your mother?”I was ready for this line of argument. “It’s not like you came on to me. This is my idea....And I’m eighteen. I want this. It’s not like you’re cheating on her. I’m a guy and your stepson. It’s like family bonding time or whatever.”Nate stared into my face. I knew a million thoughts were going through his head.I got as honest as I could. “Okay, it’s probably cheating. But, Nate, I’m tired of jerking off alone. I want to share it someone. You’re. When I thought about both girls and what I wanted to do with them, I realized that they both had small tits and a little too much ass not in a fat kind of way but in a pleasing and eye-catching way. It was a kind of way that caused my eyes to naturally drop down to gaze admiringly upon her ass.Yesterday I lured Justine out with a lie about her sister. I drove her into the recesses of a parking garage, tied her up, covered her eyes, and brought her home. I put Justine on the bed, pushed her legs. I pushed her back against the wooden wall by the door and caressed her body with the rainwater generously sprayed across her. The mild chill of the morning air drew us closer, and I licked and kissed over her breasts, her chest, her navel, down to her cunt.Seeing that she was suitably aroused, I guided her to the porch railing and pushed her against it, her stomach pressing into the wooden bar. She leaned in further, bent over the railing, pushing her ass towards me. The rain fell at an angle. “Maddie? Talk to-” The music suddenly swelled, drowning out her words. Louisa tried to talk again but the couple at the far end of the sofa were grunting loudly and shouts bellowed from the dance floor as riotous dancing became even more frenetic. Irritated, she hauled Maddie to her feet. “We’re going,” she instructed. “What?” “This way. Now.” Champagne in one hand, Maddie in the other, Louisa charged towards the emergency exit straight ahead. She barged into the push bar and shoved the door.