Life With Steph - Sex Stories

Life With Steph

... weather.’

‘It’s lovely.’ She smiled back at him, aware that his eyes were on her tits.

He eventually dragged his eyes away and turned to me with a look on his face as if I were a dog turd.

‘What was that?’ He said. I repeated the order and he went to work, he handed over the cones and I paid him then we turned to leave.

‘Bye Ste-Fanny.’ He stressed the second syllable.

‘Prick!’ I thought his eyes would be all over her arse now. As we walked back Steph was again accosted, this time by a boy she new from school and two of his mates. They were sitting on a low wall smoking.

‘Whoa, looking good Steph.’

‘Hello Mark,’ Steph answered him. Again I was ignored. I knew that a lot of the local boys resented me especially the one’s who fancied Steph which was about 100% of them. One of the others started talking to Karen. The other looked at me with the same dog shit impression the Mick had. I ignored him.

‘What you doing tonight?’ Mark asked Steph.

‘I’m looking after Karen, mam and dad are going out.’

‘Why don’t you come to town with me, he can look after her can’t he?’ He said with a sneer directed toward me.

“What a fucking arsehole.’ I thought to myself.

Steph just looked at him nonplussed and said. ‘Why would I go to town with you when I can spend the night in with Darren?’ As she finished her sentence she removed the chocolate flake from her cone and slowly slid the whole of her ice cream into her mouth, then just as slowly removed it in the ...

... most provocative way, her tongue then circumnavigated her lips to capture the melted ice cream that gathered at the corners of her mouth. Her eyes never left Mark’s. ‘Know what I mean.’ She added. The look on his face was worth a thousand words. We walked off and as we did so I let my free hand wander over Steph’s arse. She normally wouldn’t let me do this in the village but this time she let it stay. ‘I can’t stand him.’ Said Karen. ‘He’s a right knob.’

‘Karen!’ Said Steph.

‘Well he is, he nearly slavered all over you, he’s horrible.’

‘He is though isn’t he; he thinks he’s God’s gift, what makes him think I would go out with him? Arsehole.’

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Later that afternoon I emptied the pool and packed it away, Steph’s parents were ready to leave and they went through all the usual rules and regulations, they left a phone number for where they were going and said they would let us know roughly what time they’d be back depending on Taxi’s.

‘Right.’ Steph said to Karen ‘let’s get tidied away then you can have a bath while I make some sandwiches for later then we’ll sit and watch TV. Mam says you have to go to bed for nine but if you’re good I might let you stay up a bit later but you’d better not tell her mind.’

‘OK, I won’t.’ Karen seemed delighted. While we cleared away in the garden Steph went into the kitchen to prepare some food, I helped her while Karen had a bath; or rather I hindered her by ...