My stepmother Elisabeth - Sex Stories

My stepmother Elisabeth

Hi, my name is Jay. I am 24 years old and I am born and raised in the Netherlands. I've been living on my own for about a year now. Before that, I lived with my dad and my stepmother. My dad got remarried seven years ago with Elisabeth, my stepmother. Elisabeth and me, always have had a good relationship, even though she is my stepmother. My dad is a project manager and was always making a lot of hours, so me and Elisabeth got really close in the years that I lived with my dad and her. Even though I still call her Elisabeth, I kind off see her like my mom. Especially because my biological mother was never really in the picture after the divorce. The past week my dad was on a business trip, because of a big project. My dad asked me if I could visit Elisabeth a few times in the week that he was gone. I, of course, had no problem with that and asked Elisabeth if she thought it would be nice if we had dinner together that Thursday. She was really exited about that and told me she wouldn't mind it if I came over the whole week for dinner. So we decided that I would come over after work to have dinner with her, which would be better than both of us eating alone at home. Thursday It was around 6 pm when I arrived at my dad's and Elisabeth's place. She opened the door the moment I got out of my car. "Hi Jay," Elisabeth said to me with a smile on her face. "Hey, how are you?" I asked her while I walked to her and kissed her on the cheek. While I kissed her on her cheek, I could ...

... smell her perfume. I really liked the way she smelled. After we made small talk, we ate dinner together and talked about the day we had. After dinner she told me to sit down at the couch, while she cleaned the table. While I sat down on the couch I thought about how great Elisabeth is and how lucky my dad is. Elisabeth is 44 years old, has brown hair that reaches her shoulders and has a great body, especially for a woman that's 44 years old. My dad is 6 years older than Elisabeth. He is a really hard worker and is away from home a lot for his job. Sometimes I think that he kind of takes her for granted. While I was thinking about that, Elisabeth yelled from the kitchen "Do you want a beer?". "Yeah, sounds great," I replied. She walked out of the kitchen. I looked at her and couldn't help but checking her out. She was wearing blue jeans, a white shirt and black heels. "Here you go honey," she said, while she handed me the beer. She sat down next to me, with a glass of red wine. I smelled her perfume again and when I looked at her, she was sitting with her body towards me and she took a sip of her wine. I couldn't help myself but think about how great she is. While I stared into her beautiful blue eyes she smiled at me. I felt like she knew what I was thinking and started to look down at my beer bottle. "This is nice, I really appreciate it that you came over," she said, while I still felt a bit awkward. "Yeah, no problem. I really had a nice time," I responded to her. "Me too. If ...