Former Playboy Playmates Part 5: Stephanie and Son - Sex Stories

Former Playboy Playmates Part 5: Stephanie and Son

... Dan shook his head. “You’ve been acting a little weird lately.” “What do you mean?” She asked, already knowing the answer. “You’ve just been more affectionate lately. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’ve been flirting with me. Quite a bit too.” “Maybe I am. Is this a problem, young man?” “Heh. Well, I mean, not really. It’s just unusual. Are you lonely? Have you thought about dating someone?” Dan asked, looking to the “Welcome to North Dakota” sign on the side of the road, indicating they weren’t in Minnesota anymore. “No I’m not lonely. No I haven’t thought about dating. Have you?” his mother asked. “No.” “Well it’s been almost two years since Alice broke up with you. I’m surprised you haven’t found a new woman. I mean look at you,” Stephanie smiled. “Mom,” Dan sighed. “Maybe you could let your mother mend your broken heart,” She whispered. Dan glanced at her smiling face, doing a double take. “See? That’s a little odd, don’t you think?” “Oh please. I’m just being silly. You need to loosen up a bit. Have fun, flirt back if you want, it’s just me,” Stephanie said. Dan shook his head, continuing their northwestern drive into North Dakota. “Ok Mom,” he replied, hoping she’d change the subject. “We’re going to have a wonderful time, trust me,” Stephanie said, squeezing his hand. She meant it too. When her daughters Carrie and Vanessa arrived, with Vanessa’s husband, she knew they would all laugh, eat, and enjoy each other’s company. Carrie was going through a divorce, and ...

... seemed more miserable than she was when she was married. It was a sad circumstance, but it would be nice to spend this time at the cabin together. Chapter 3 They arrived at the cabin a little later, the snowfall picking up quite a bit. Dan unloaded his SUV, his mother helping put groceries away in the kitchen. “Carrie sure did stock up on booze,” He noted. “Yep. We’ll be sure to drink it up,” Stephanie winked, jabbing his side. Dan inspected the cabin, checking out the three bedrooms, making sure faucets worked and so on. He’d be sharing a room with Carrie, Vanessa would be with her husband, and Stephanie would have the master bedroom to herself. He peeped out on the back deck, seeing the hot tub covered with snow. He had no interest in getting in there, but he recalled fun times playing as a kid, feeling totally warm and comfortable even though the winter air was freezing. When Dan made his way back to the living room his mother was sitting on the couch, her feet curled up beneath her, sipping on hot chocolate. “There should be some firewood around back,” Stephanie said. “Oh right. You want me to build a fire.” “And join me on the couch. Yes,” Stephanie smiled. “Ok, give me a few and I’ll get one going for you,” Dan said. After the room was nice and toasty, the fire roaring, he stood admiring his work. Dan turned around, seeing his mother smile, patting the cushion next to her. He smiled back, indulging her, humoring her, sitting on the couch next to her. Stephanie moved his ...