Strings attached - Sex Stories

Strings attached

... Interview time for both of them as a couple. It was just as much about her as it was about him. They would have a post dinner rehashing of his strengths and weaknesses. Samantha, Steffi’s critical elder sister, would make sure she took a microscope to each and every one of Jake’s faults. She got it from their dad. Their mom was the sweet one, the one that smiled and nodded and tried to make everything reasonable. She didn’t expect trouble there. Samantha opened the door, and gave Jake a visual once over, while smiling like an executioner at Steffi. “Hey, you must be Jake,” she said, shaking hands with Jake. He smiled and nodded. “And you must be Sam,” he said. Good, he was paying attention. Steffi gave him approval through eye contact. Samantha preferred the short version of her name from the get go. It was a thing with her, and calling her Samantha was a sure fire way to have an enemy for life. “Yup, guilty as charged,” she said cheerful for the moment, and led them through an ante room into the living room. “This way folks.” Jake nearly leaped out of his skin. His mother in law was standing next to the sofa. Her dark red hair with gray in it was glistening with oil, and tied up into a bun. She was every bit the MILF she had been when he had seen her last. Her face had lost all color, as she tried to mask her horror. Jake started trembling, wondering what he could do to control himself. He remembered the slaps, and the kinky domination session, and he saw his entire relationship with Steffi crumbling before his eyes. Such a huge secret wouldn't stay hidden for long. If you liked what you read, don't forget to like and comment, y'all! It's what keeps writers like me inspired.