Where There's a Will Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Where There's a Will Ch. 01

I should probably start by saying that I never blamed my dad for getting remarried. As a matter of fact, I think I'm the only person who didn't blame him for getting remarried. My brother and sister are both much older than me, and they certainly blamed him, and weren't afraid to show it either. I know our dad loved our mom, and they had a good life together. But when she died, he needed to find someone.

My brother Ron was in his late twenties when mom died, and my sister Kate was in her mid-twenties, so they were both already living their own lives. I was only eight, and dad was sixty-two. I actually appreciate the fact that he wanted to find a new woman to be a mother to me, and a wife to him. I just wish he had made his choice with the mother part a little more in mind. I think if I had been a little older I would have seen through it all a lot clearer, like my siblings obviously did.

It was just me and dad for more than a year, and I could tell he was struggling. So it wasn't a big surprise, even at such a young age, when dad first introduced me to his new girlfriend, Barbara. It didn't seem weird to me, as a twenty-eight-year-old seems pretty darn old to a nine-year-old. In retrospect, I can see why Ron and Kate were both pissed that dad was dating a girl a year younger than Ron. I didn't see any problem with it, however. When you're nine, twenty-eight and sixty-three don't seem all that different. Its all just old people. I was actually excited to have a new mom. ...

... I missed my mom very dearly, and I thought that Barbara was going to really replace her. But that isn't quite how it went.

Barbara was actually very nice to me for the year and a half that she and dad dated. I would even say that she was motherly at times in those days. Barbara's daughter Sadie, who is two years older than me, also treated me nicely back then. I loved it. I had a new mom, who cooked and cleaned and helped me with my homework sometimes. And I finally had a sibling close to my age. We used to hang out and watch tv together all the time. All of that changed rather abruptly when they got married.

At first I didn't really understand why Barbara and Sadie were treating me so differently all of a sudden. We had felt like such a happy little family, and then they both got mean. Over the next ten years, it only got worse and worse. Barbara started slow, but the longer she and dad were married, the worse she seemed to treat me. She made my teenage years much harder than they needed to be. I was already a kid who had lost his mother young, and had an elderly father too old to do the job right. She could have been good to me, but she never was.

Sadie was even worse. Looking back, I'm almost certain that Barbara made her be nice to me until they got married. The tonal shift that happened after the wedding was so severe it gave me emotional whiplash. We no longer watched tv together, nor hung out. She was no longer the fun sibling I had always wanted. She became ...