Stepmother guides stepdaughter in etiquette and self-control.

Stepping into New Territory: An sensual fiction of Hooters, Tutoring, and Taboos

Holy shit, I used to be worried as hell after I first moved in with Dad’s new woman, Mrs. Johnson. She was once a fantastic specimen of a lady, with the ones gargantuan boobs that gave the impression to defy gravity itself.

“Hey there, sweetie,” she purred, her voice like liquid kid dripping into my ears.

“Um, hello,” I stammered out, my cheeks wild like they had been lined in fiery sauce.

The Lesson Begins

“I’ve taken moderately a liking to you,” she stated with a highly spiced smile as she patted her large balloons.

“Well,” I controlled to mention earlier than swallowing laborious, “I assume we higher get began in this ‘etiquette’ things you discussed.” Her pneumatic bounced quite with each and every phrase she spoke.

“That’s the spirit!”

“Proper Table Manners”

“Alright, let’s get started with correct desk manners,” she stated as we sat down for dinner that night time.

“Um… do not slurp your soup? Don’t put your elbows at the desk? Don’t communicate together with your mouth complete?”