The Other Child Ch. 02

As I finished that little detail, Hotness dragged her body to drape over mine.

"I always feared I'd had an orgasm and hadn't realized it," she said as she kissed my left nipple. "Now I know what one feels like and I've had my first two today -- wonderful."

"Well, I'll let you think about that this afternoon when I'm going to be cooking inside that greenhouse; getting all hot and sweaty with not a girl around." I kissed her on the temple and stroked her left side from the top of the shoulder, down her back ribs and stopping at her hip.

"I haven't taken advantage of you, have I?" Zuiko asked softly out of the blue. I had to think about what lying angle to use.

"No," I answered with confidence. "You know Dad values your happiness, right?"

"Yes," her answer was far less than enthusiastic.

"And I've made you very happy, right?" I continued.

"Yes," she was much surer with that answer.

"And since Dad is very bright he must have planned this out -- for you and me to find happiness in each other's bodies, right?" I smiled at her.

"Oh," she nodded with more assurance. Now for the nail in the coffin.

"Besides, the only alternative would be to think that he didn't care about either of us and he had left us here to fend for ourselves, me without a Father, and you without a husband to support your defense of your daughter," I laid out the 'truth' as I knew it to be; our scapegoated 'lie'.

"Oh," she said in a tiny voice, "he wouldn't do that to me." Clearly she knew now that he had abandoned her to struggle on alone and unsupported; Dad -- you bastard.

"So you see that in his wisdom and in our youthful needs, we are supposed to sexually comfort one another," I stroked her hair. "It is the only thing that makes sense."

"But not Cybil," she rubbed her hand over my chest.

"You agreed she could watch next time," I brought up.

"I..." she muttered. I rolled Hotness onto her back and looked into her eyes.

"I've had plenty of girlfriends," I said because some people believed that all us low class people did was hang around and screw, "but never a high class lady like you."

"Aaahhh," she purred as I continued to stroke her.

"But Cybil is turning out to be a high class lady too, like her friend Jacye," I now teased. "And we've just established that Dad wants us to take care of each other."

"Did he mean -- I'm - you are not giving me a chance," Hotness pleaded.

"I think I just gave you one chance already this morning and you impressed the hell out of me, Hotness," I kissed her forehead. "You did wear me out, didn't you?"

Her mouth opened in further protests but they died unspoken. Instead a smile creased her lips and she curled into me.

"I did, didn't I," she mused to herself as much as me.

We cuddled together for five minutes but finally the desire to shower overcame the warm, cozy aspects of our company. I sat up and dumped my condom in the trash bin.

"You shouldn't dump that in here," Hotness referenced the used condom. "The staff might notice and put things together." I laughed.

"Do you seriously think they don't know what we have been doing half this morning?" I shook my head in amusement. "Trust me, they know."

"Will they tell Denis?" Hotness propped herself up and looked worried.

"No because they want to keep their jobs," I explained. "You take their discretion for granted but they don't. If you think you can't trust them, you would replace them wouldn't you?"

"Yes -- I guess," she thought it over. "I see your point."

"I'm glad you see that," I put on my shorts and t-shirt. "You might consider complimenting Maria on a meal from time to time."

The look she gave me told me she'd consider it about five seconds after I left but I did believe I had making progress in creating a kinder, gentler Step-Mom. All in all, it had been a hell of a morning. I'd figure out how to approach Scout this evening.