My Stepmom's Boyfriend (Forbidden Fun)

She bites her lip again.

“And when would the arrangement end?”

I shrug.

“It ends when either of us decides it’s over. I won’t force you to stay because that’s not my style. But Caitlin, I think you’re going to find that this lifestyle suits you. It sounds offensive upon first blush, but I assure you that living in the lap of luxury is no chore.”

She blushes and bites her lip once again. I can almost see the wheels turning in her head when finally, she nods.

“Okay. I agree with your arrangement. We’re both in this, until we’re not, and either of us can call it off at any time.”

I nod.

“Of course.” My voice sounds calm, although the blood is already rushing through my veins. Then, she shoots me another look from under her lashes.

“I have some reservations Travis, but it’s fine, at least for right now. I need somewhere to stay, and you’re offering me that and more. So yes. I’m in.”

I nod, my blue eyes gleaming. “Perfect. I knew you were a smart girl, and honey, just so you know, I’d like our arrangement to begin immediately. Your curves are too luscious not to taste.”

Her eyes grow wide.

“Right now?” she squeaks.

I grin like a predator.

“Right now,” I affirm. “Follow me. Let me show you to your room, so you can get settled.” She gasps, but I’m already turning to lead her up the staircase. Caitlin doesn’t know it, but my heart is beating double time because finally, I have the gorgeous girl in my grasp, and I can’t wait for what comes next.

I lead the curvy girl up the spiral staircase and pass through a hallway before opening a white door on the left. Caitlin’s jaw drops as she steps inside.

“My goodness! What is this?”

“It’s your bedroom, sweetheart.”

“But this isn’t a bedroom!” she sputters. “This is a house. My childhood home wasn’t even this big, and that was a free-standing structure.”

I shake my head.

“You’re not living there anymore, sweetheart. You’re living here, with me.”

I watch as Caitlin takes it all in, her eyes wide. There’s a canopy bed in the center of the large room. A bay window lines one wall, complete with a little reading nook decorated with an assortment of yellow and white pillows. Ivory curtains drift gently, and there’s also an enormous white bureau to be filled with clothes.

The attached bathroom is white marble veined with grey, and there’s a heated floor as well as an in-bath sauna. I want my guests to feel comfortable, and that means providing all the amenities.

“Wow,” she breathes, her brown eyes wide.

I nod.

“This suite is yours to luxuriate in, honey, but you’ll have to let me know what kinds of things you enjoy doing. Do you want more books? Some kind of crafts? Crossword puzzles? I can get these things ordered.”

Caitlin laughs. “I’m not an old woman, Travis. I have my computer, so just the wi-fi password will be enough for now. Plus, I like to go for jogs and just normal things like that. That’s okay, isn’t it?”

My eyes drift to her large breasts as I imagine them encased in a tight sports bra, bouncing up and down with every step. My hardness begins to grow, but I force myself not to think about that right now because I’ll have plenty of time to admire her body later.

“That sounds totally fine. Just let me know if you need anything. I’ll send Hortense up with a credit card so you can purchase some clothes, and feel free to reach out to my cook with respect to any dietary restrictions or allergies. I want you to be safe and healthy while you’re with me because I’m taking care of you now.”

Caitlin smiles impishly. “Taking care of me? A little heavy-handed, are we?”

I shrug.

“No, I don’t think so. We have an arrangement, and as part of that arrangement, it’s my job to care for you. I take my responsibilities seriously, and you’ll have every amenity at your fingertips.”

She blushes, looking down.

“I appreciate that, Travis. No one’s ever done this for me before,” she murmurs.

I put a finger under her chin, lifting it so that she looks directly into my eyes.

“Don’t be embarrassed, sweetheart. You deserve it. And don’t forget, but our arrangement has started already.”

Her cheeks redden. “Of course, although I’m not exactly sure what you mean.”

I grin.

“As I mentioned, whenever I am home, you are to wear nothing but lingerie. As soon as you step from this room, I expect you to be appropriately dressed. Or undressed, in this case.”

Caitlin’s eyes widen. “But I don’t have any nice lingerie with me!”

I shrug. “That’s fine. Another option is to be nude with heels. I’d love to see your assets sweetheart, and I will anyways, sooner or later.”

Her jaw literally drops open.

“Nude?” she whispers.

I grin now, hardening so much in my pants that it’s almost painful.