You’ve been watching me, plotting and planning your move. You watch me walk home from school, chatting with my girlfriends, not paying any attention to my surroundings. You know I’ll be an easy target for you. I won’t even put up a fight. You know my schedule and habits. You know that I sleep naked, you know everything there is to know about me. You sit and think about it every night while you look at my pictures and stroke your cock. You even imagine me while you fuck your wife. If you squint, she kind of looks like me and you can cum. But not for much longer. Your wife will be away and you’ll finally get the chance to live out your fantasy with me.
The day finally arrives. You’ve worked your plan out over and over in your mind. You go out and kiss her good-bye, then look at my bedroom window. You make your way into the house and up the stairs to my bedroom. You put your hand on my bedroom door and push it open. I’m sitting there on the bed. I look up at you as you enter the room. I smile. “Hey step-daddy…”
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