My Hot Stepfather

Chapter 14

Dave

I woke up early. Sleeping alone in my bed was something I got used to actually and I wasn’t happy Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

before like I was that night. I was dreaming of Vanilla and to be honest, it was hard for me to not

masturbate. Yes, I jerked off last night thinking of Vanilla and the way I want to make love to her.

But it wasn’t going to be soon. It may take a lot of time to reach that target. Honestly, I want to marry

her and not just make her mine. I want to do my best to resist her hot body until marriage. I knew that

was kind of ridiculous and tough but I was intending to try it anyhow.

I took a lukewarm shower to take off the sticky cum and I felt like a kid or a teenager when I did. But it

was fun and my dick was so aroused and I felt like I was going to explode if I didn’t release or reach my

climax.

I walked out of the shower after rubbing my body and shampooing my hair well. I dried my body and

my hair. Somehow I felt like a newly wedded man and I wanted to look handsome and clean.

It was awkwardly dumb but I wasn’t old as well. I was just 30 years old. Still young and hot and very

handsome. I wore my casual clothes for today because I promised Vanilla to help her and give her the

first driving lesson this morning.

A black shirt showing my abs and my arm muscles, along with blue dirty jeans. I wanted to tease her

actually. I wanted to see how much she wanted to be with me. How much she craved me.

I opened my door to hear sounds of Vanilla talking to my wife downstairs. I hastened somehow

downstairs to hear the conversation because I have never seen my wife waking up so early. It was

weird.

Once I reached down, I spotted both of them in the open kitchen, chit-chatting with each other and

laughing. It was a small kitchen just for decoration actually and only for making toast or coffee with a

small fridge for soft drinks.

I stepped closer, only to be distracted by my wife waving at me with a wide smile that I hated. “Good

morning babe, I hope you have enjoyed sleeping alone last night.”

I rolled my eyes. “Oh very well thank you. But it wasn’t the first night. I don’t even remember when the

last time was that you have been here in my bed,” I scoffed mumbling at my wife.

Vanilla coughed. “Um, good morning dad.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Good morning sweetheart. Are you ready?”

Vanilla nodded. “Yes, so ready.” She chuckled, making the perfect sign with her fingers to me.

I pulled Vanilla by the arm. “Okay, let’s go then.”

To only be interrupted by my wife. “Where are you going? I prepared breakfast for both of you.” She

seemed curious and that was rare actually. She has never cared.

Vanilla replied excitedly. “Dad is going to teach me how to drive a car.” I swear Vanilla almost jumped in

her place from happiness. And my heart fluttered for making her happy and smiling angelically like this.

My wife nodded her head and smiled. “Oh that’s great. Then use my car. I know your father does have

a lot of cars. But I guess this one will be great to use,” my wife said to Vanilla and handed her the key.

Vanilla was plastered in her place and speechless; she loved that mini cooper a lot. She wanted to

have one and I was aiming to buy the last edition soon for her birthday. But what she didn’t know yet

was that I won’t let her drive by herself. Owning a car doesn’t mean that I will let her drive alone. I will

be worried to death about her.

“Okay, let’s go now Vanilla.” I patted on her head and we strode out to the garage to start our first

lesson.

But to be honest, I hated that car because I was a big guy: tall 6'3, with wide muscled shoulders and

arms. I was a quarterback for God’s sake. It was so tiny for me. It’s a girl car and not fit for a man my

size.

Once I got into the driver’s seat to start up the car and tell her the basics, she insisted on trying.

Pestering me was the key to get what you wanted from me, especially Vanilla. She knew how to push

my buttons to agree to everything.

She jumped on my lap all of sudden, putting her back to me and pressing her ass on my button that

was easily making my dick grow up painfully in my lap.

She grinned teasingly and leaned her head back to mine. “Do you think you can deal with that daddy?”

She licked the corner of her lips.

I gulped. “Um, yes. I guess so.” And then I started up the car and with every meter, she was pushing

her ass down, making my dick twitch in my pants.

‘Okay! I think I will lose now.’