[F] New Year angry Mistake with Stepson

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Quick backgroud : My name is Kathy, I am 42, been married 6 years now to my husband Mike. He has a son Ryan, who’s 19. He started living with us when he turned 18, and moved from his Mom’s place. We generally get along pretty well.

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My husband has been working insane hours for the last month, and as he’s in Finance, things were getting worse as he got closer to the end of the year. I barely get to see him and any intimacy was out of the question, as he was always super tired, and stressed out

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The plan was to surprise him with a sexy lingerie set that I got online from Amazon, and I was going to show it off to him on NY, and hopefully spice things up a bit. Here is the actual link I used to buy it from. The light blue set

([https://www.amazon.ca/ADOREJOY-Lingerie-Closure-Babydoll-Sleepwear/dp/B088BP8HVZ/ref=sr_1_12?crid=1H4C7BB15QXG2&dchild=1&keywords=lingerie%2Bsexy%2Bwoman&qid=1609870409&sprefix=lingerie%2B%2Caps%2C245&sr=8-12&th=1&psc=1](https://www.amazon.ca/ADOREJOY-Lingerie-Closure-Babydoll-Sleepwear/dp/B088BP8HVZ/ref=sr_1_12?crid=1H4C7BB15QXG2&dchild=1&keywords=lingerie%2Bsexy%2Bwoman&qid=1609870409&sprefix=lingerie%2B%2Caps%2C245&sr=8-12&th=1&psc=1))

Due to Covid, it was just the 3 of us, since we couldn’t have any other guests. I was planning on celebrating with everyone and just after mid-night to present it to Mike in our bedroom.

So on the night in question, I had prepared a few appetizers for us, ordered some Sushi, and had a few bottles of Wine, and the champagne ready. My husband was working until about 7 pm, and wanted to eat as soon as he closed off his laptop, as he was already starving. This was a bit earlier than planned, but it wasn’t an issue, we sat down on the dinning table, and started eating, and started sipping on some Wine. Pretty uneventful, except for the constant nagging about work and how his team was stupid.

we were there less than half an hour before we finished and moved to the living room and we turned the TV on trying to find something. Usually Ryan hangs out in his room, but given the “Holidays” he was sitting with us, staring at his phone. I tried a few attempt to get them to play some games to pass the time, but neither of them were interested.

This went on for a while. I was still drinking my wine, Mike switched to his Whiskey, and Ryan was drinking beer while eating some chips. My husband was dozing off already, and just before 10 pm, he gets up, apologizes that he can no longer stay awake and wants to go to bed.

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-Oh Come on, it’s not even midnight yet. Do you want me to get you some coffee? It’ll give you a quick boost.

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-Nah, it’s not going to help. I can’t even keep my eyes open anymore. I am sorry, it’ll make it up to you tomorrow.

I followed him to our bedroom while arguing but to no vain, I had already lost him. He was in Zombie mode, as he got into his Pjs and into bed. I left the room furious with his. Not only is he sleeping early, but now I have to spend NY alone, and he ruined my surprise plan.

I make it back to the living room, fuming and just sit on the couch, while Ryan is staring at me.

-Are you Ok?

– Yeah, i’ll be fine. Just super pissed off. He couldn’t even make it to Midnight. What a boring night.

-Most evenings are super boring these days. I am going crazy as well.

-You can go to your room now if you want. No point in celebrating anymore.

-No, it’s fine. I’ll keep you company. Tell you what, we should even pop open the champagne bottle at midnight. We’ll make the best of it

I pretty much ignore him, still raging, and just stare at my phone, while he’s searching for something to watch, and trying to make small talks with me

-He falls asleep early most nights, it’s not that surprising you know

-I know, but it’s fucking New Years, he could have made a bigger effort. He just ruined everything

-Nothing is ruined. I told you, i’ll keep you company, and we’ll celebrate as normal and hopefully 2021 will be better than this shitty year.

-It’s not just that, I had some stuff prepared and

I didn’t finish my sentence. In my anger I got carried away, and just kept quiet, but he picked up on it, and just wouldn’t drop it.

-What stuff?

-Nothing, it’s not important. Forget it

-Come on, what stuff? Tell me. We could do them if you want to help pass the time.

-No, just forget it. It was something for your dad. It’s not important

-Oh, Ohhhhhhhhhh, I see (and he has the biggest smile on his face)

-Don’t be stupid. I just bought something that I was going to surprise him with it. Just drop it.

He kept pestering me for the next few minutes.

-So, what did you buy him? Is it a sexy toy? some sexy cloth? Come on, I won’t judge.

This went on until I finally caved and blurted out

-I bought a Lingerie Set, and I was going to wear for him later tonight

I can see him half giggling, half smirking.

-So, what does it look like? Can I see it?

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And this went on for another while, as he kept pestering me to describe it, and to show it to him. At this point, I had a pretty good amount of wine in me. Maybe it was my half tipsiness, or to just shut him up. I finally agreed to show it to him, and promptly got up to our bedroom to get it. I had it hidden in my closet under a bunch of other cloth. As i walk in, Mike is fully asleep, snoring, he doesn’t even sense that I walked in. I grabbed the set, and walked right back out without him moving.

I walk back to the living room, and hold it out to the side showing it to Ryan. Hearing Mike snore got me even more upset. I am holding it up, half looking at him, half looking at the TV.

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-Wow, that looks super sexy. How on earth could he sleep knowing you were going to be wearing that? (still with a faint smile on his face)

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-He doesn’t know i own that. It bought it new, and it was going to be a surprise.

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-Well, I know it’ll be hard for me to fall asleep tonight when I think of that outfit ( and he lets out a small giggle)

-You’re stupid. (and for the first time since we had dinner, I actual got a smile on my face that night)

-I am just joking, it really looks super hot. I bet it looks amazing on you. Do you want to try it on? I can give you my opinion on it.

His smile is even bigger now, and it was making me smile even more. We’ve never had any kind of conversation in the past remotely similar to this. It was very unexpected of him, but the more compliments he was throwing at me, the more I am smiling and started to even laugh at some of his stupid joke.

I am not sure why, I wasn’t exactly thinking it thru, but I finally agreed to try it for him. It was a mix of the flattery and attention from him, the alcohol, and just wanting to be stupid I guess. As I am leaving to go put it on.

-Fine, it’ll put it on, but you’re never going to mention this to anyone. I am serious.

-I swear I won’t. I promise

-Ok. I am just going to the bathroom to change

-Why don’t you change here? I dare you

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He is grinning so much, it was weird, but he was still making me smile. It felt stupid, almost childish the way he was trying to keep pushing me to do things, but honestly I was having fun, and I can’t say I was thinking things through. I just kept going along with his stupid ideas.

-You’re stupid. Fine, but turn around. No peeking, I am serious

He turned around so fast, his back to me, and he raised both his hands and put them around his eyes. I don’t think I ever saw him move that fast.

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At that point, I had Jeans and a greenish blouse on, with a matching green bra and cotton thong. I am looking at his back as I undo my blouse, and I haven’t felt this kind of a rush in years. It was exciting, thrilling, despite how wrong it was. As i continued to undress, he made some half joking attempts to turn his head for a peek, but I kept shouting at him to not peek.

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I rushed stripping down, but kept my green thong on, and I quickly slipped on the blue Lingerie, and I finally told him I was done, to which he immediately turned around, just as fast as before.

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-WOW, that is freaking hot. It looks amazing.

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My face was already bright pink before he even turned around, and it only got worse when he started commenting on the outfit.

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-That is serious hot. You look like you could be one of those Cam girls online

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I can’t even get myself to say one word. My face is still bright pink, I feel so shy, yet both excited and happy at the same time. God knows I’ve not gotten this kind of attention in so long. He kept commenting on how hot I was. Asked me to turn around a few times for him, and with each time I moved, his comment got more “sexual”

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-Damn you’re ass looks so fit, so smooth, and damn it looks tight. Almost spankable. And honestly you’re boobs are mesmerizing. I never noticed they were so firm. Although they look a bit squished in there.

All the while, I still didn’t say a single word. Just standing there like a statue, turning a few times for him, but with the biggest smile on my face, while he continued his comments until finally.

-What’s the material made from? It looks super soft. Can I touch it?

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I barely managed a “Uh Hm” and he was already in front of me, with both his hands directly reaching out to the middle part over my stomach, first touching the material directly, before feeling it directly pressed against my stomach.

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His hands kept caressing my stomach, and I can feel them slightly move upward on my body. My mind is racing, I know I should be saying something, I know I should be telling him to stop, but I can’t get the words out of my mouth, and I can feel myself breathing heavier by the second.

The second his hands reached the underside of my boob, my whole body jolted, to which he quickly apologized. “It’s Ok” Those were the first were I said in over 5 minutes. He resumed his touching, basically cupping my whole boob as he massaged the front over my nipples. I can feel my nipples getting hard, my whole body is slightly trembling, and my breathing is even harder now. He kept going until he grazed the crack between my boobs with his thumb, to which I let out an audible loud moan, almost grunting. There was no hiding it, I was visibly turned on, my mind is going crazy, and still at a loss for words.

He kept playing for another few minutes, never reaching inside, never making direct contact with my nipples. He stops and sits on ground, just staring at me.

-Fuck that is a hot outfit. But you know, your panties don’t match your top.

I still had my green thong on. The matching panties were on the sofa, I never bothered put them on.

-Yeah I know, they’re right there. (as I point at them) Same color, same material

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-Why don’t you put them on so I can see what the whole thing looks like? Actually, you know what’s hotter than matching undies? No panties at all. Now that would be fucking hot

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Before I can even react or say anything, he gets on his knees right in front of me. He is moving faster than my brain is working, and I still can’t get myself to say anything. I feel his hands around my waist, with his thumbs slipping under the side my panties, and I feel him slightly pulling on them. He stopped for a second, (as if to see my reaction) but as I didn’t say anything, I felt him pull on them harder until they were slipping off. He pulled them all the way down until they dropped on the floor, and I casually raised my foot as he moved them away.

He quickly moves the fabric to the side, exposing me fully, and making me blush even more than I already was, and he goes on again about how sexy and hot I was. I am still standing, and I feel like a barbie being undressed slowly.

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Without hesitating, I feel his hands move closer to me, just above my pussy, as he start touching me again. The first thing he said was

-It’s prickly

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Not exactly what I was expecting, but in my defense, I haven’t been able to get myself waxed in the longest time, and I’ve been doing my best to try to trim it myself, but it’s not always easy, and not very efficient.

-Well, usually I go to get it waxed, but it’s been impossible lately. ( that was the longest thing I told in a while now) and I feel him continue to touch me, moving further down until his fingers are directly on my pussy lips. At that moments, my body jolts up a second time, letting out an even louder moan than before. His fingers never pushed in, but I can feel myself getting super wet by the second. His hands kept moving over my pussy lips and back up.

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-Does it tickle? You know if you’re getting licked?

-What?

-Because it’s prickly, does it feel weird when you’re getting licked?

I was slightly annoying, it’s not something to talk about, certainly not in that moment, and I couldn’t understand why he kept bringing it up

-I don’t know. It’s not like i get that a lot. Your dad doesn’t really care

-Can I try?

It finally dawned on me what he was trying to do. Here I was getting annoyed by his comment, and he was planning something different.

– I guess so.

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Now I am nervous. Things were getting pretty serious. But my mind is still all over the place. He asks me to sit on the sofa, to which I immediately did. As he got closer to me, I finally managed to tell him

-You can’t say anything to anyone. Ever. This is just for tonight, we shouldn’t have been doing any of this.

I am saying this to him, and I know what we’re about to do is wrong, and I somewhat feel bad, but honestly I was so turned on, I just wanted it to continue, despite everything. He quickly promises to never say anything, and asks me to raise my feet onto the sofa.

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I still have my top on, my feet are both on the sofa now, almost squatting. Never felt that exposed before. He has a direct view of my pussy now. I feel his face getting closer to me, and then a very quick lick across my pussy, before the fully bury his face. It’s like a lighting bolt went thru my body. I am tensed up, it feels amazing, I am fully moaning now, couldn’t even hold it in anymore, my breathing is still hard, as he just kept licking me. His whole tongue is inside me.

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I reach out, and pull my right boob out, and i start playing with my nipple with my left hand, and I try to push his head deeper with my right hand. I was beyond horny at that point, the mix over everything was too much. The thrill, the embarrassment, him with licking my wet pussy. I didn’t even last 2 minutes, and I could already feel myself orgasming.

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I let out a loud moan. (I can’t squirt, but I was certainly very wet, dripping). I push his head slightly away from me, as he sits back on the floor, and I lower my trembling feet. I am sitting on the sofa, head spinning from both the orgasm and the wine, my right boob is still out, pussy still dripping, and a huge smile on my face.

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I’ll continue the rest soon in a part 2

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kr7osi/f_new_year_angry_mistake_with_stepson