Chapter 5
The book club was set to start in less than twenty minutes. The women would be arriving any moment.
Elena was in the library, nervously adjusting the books on the table, when I walked in and closed the door behind me.
“Walker, they’re almost here,” she whispered, her voice shy and anxious.
I didn’t care.
I picked up one of her books from the stack and flipped it open to a particularly explicit scene — one involving anal. I handed it to her.
“Read it,” I said, my voice low and commanding. “Out loud. And then we’re going to act it out.”
Elena’s cheeks flushed deep red, but she took the book with trembling hands. Her voice was soft and shaky as she started reading.
“‘He pushed her forward over the desk, spreading her cheeks and pressing the head of his cock against her tight little hole—’”
I moved behind her, bending her over the library table and pushing her dress up. I spit on my fingers and worked one, then two into her ass, stretching her as she tried to keep reading.
“‘He fucked her ass slowly at first, then harder, telling her how good she felt—’”
I replaced my fingers with my cock, pushing into her tight ass inch by inch. Elena gasped, gripping the edge of the table as I sank deep.
“Keep reading,” I ordered, starting to thrust.
“‘He fucked her harder, spanking her ass, telling her he was going to fill her—’”
I spanked her ass hard as I fucked her, my thrusts growing deeper and faster. “That’s right. I’m going to fill this tight ass while your book club is about to start. You’re going to sit there with my cum leaking out of you, pretending to be the proper hostess.”
Elena moaned, trying to keep reading as I pounded into her ass. The risk of the guests arriving any moment made everything more intense.
I reached around and rubbed her clit as I fucked her, bringing her to the edge.
“Cum for me,” I growled. “Cum with my cock in your ass like the dirty little stepmom you are.”
She came hard, clenching around me. I followed right after, burying myself deep and filling her ass with cum.
I pulled out slowly, watching my cum drip from her. I gave her ass one final slap.
“Fix your dress, sweetheart. Your guests are waiting.”
Elena stood up on shaky legs, her face flushed, my cum still inside her as the doorbell rang.
The book club ladies arrived right on time, chattering excitedly as they settled into the living room with their wine glasses and notebooks.
Elena was doing her best to play the perfect hostess, but I could see the slight wobble in her step and the flush that hadn’t quite left her cheeks.
She was still full of my cum from earlier — both in her pussy and her ass — and every movement reminded her of it.
I stayed in the background at first, playing the polite stepson, bringing drinks and snacks when asked. But I couldn’t resist joining the group for a few minutes.
The women lit up when I walked in.
“Oh, Walker! Come sit with us for a minute,” one of them, Margaret, said with a grin. “Elena’s always talking about how helpful you are around the house. You’re like the perfect book boyfriend come to life.”
Elena’s cheeks turned pink as the other women nodded in agreement, laughing.
“I don’t know how you do it, Elena,” another woman, Diane, teased. “Walking around with a stepson who looks like that and not losing your mind. If I had a stepson like Walker, I don’t know if I could behave myself.”
The group laughed, clearly eating it up. Elena gave a shy, flustered smile, shifting in her seat. I could only imagine how it felt for her — sitting there with my cum still inside her, the women unknowingly teasing her about the very thing that had just happened.
I stepped closer, resting my hand on the back of Elena’s chair. “I just try to take care of her,” I said smoothly, my voice warm and charming. “She deserves it.”
I leaned down and kissed her temple, then deliberately brushed a soft kiss against her lips in front of all of them. It looked sweet. Innocent. The kind of affectionate gesture a close stepson might give his stepmom.
The women awwwed.
“You two are adorable,” Margaret said. “The way you look at each other… it’s like one of the books we read.”
I smiled and suggested, “You know, for the next meeting, you should try Forbidden Vows. It’s about a stepmom and stepson who can’t keep their hands off each other. Very… intense.”
Elena’s eyes widened slightly, but the women loved the idea, chattering excitedly about adding it to the list.
I stayed for a few more minutes, flirting lightly with the group while stealing a few more “innocent” kisses on Elena’s cheek and lips whenever I passed by her chair.
Each one made her flush deeper. Under the table, I occasionally brushed my hand along her thigh, reminding her exactly what we’d done just before they arrived.
When I finally excused myself to “let the ladies have their discussion,” Elena’s eyes followed me, full of shy need and lingering heat.
The book club continued, but I knew she was sitting there the entire time with my cum still inside her, thinking about everything I’d done to her — and what I was going to do to her the second they left.