She's everything I myself wanted, and want in a woman. Yet it was my father who married Francesca. She's thirteen years younger than my father and only five years older than me. Francesca's marriage to my father went with my blessing, as it had been a long time since my mother passed away. And to begin with our relationship was platonic.
What changed things was a change to my fathers career. He engrossed himself in his work, to extent he pretty much ignored his new wife. To me it was inevitable, as he'd buried himself in his lifelong passion when my mother died. Only to briefly raise his work wise head, when he met and subsequently married Francesca.
Their initial relationship was a blur of dating, followed by trips all over the world. On their return they got married and I finally got to fully meet my fathers new light.
It wan't long though until like many times I'd witnessed throughout my life, my fathers passion took over and he absent mindedly lost himself in that passion again.
Francesca and I began to spend more time together. And often found ourselves taking trips to indulge in our sporting pastimes. And it was on one of those trips, scuba diving, we first came together intimately.
She wanted some information from me about a dive we were to take the following morning. Only when my step mother walked into my room, I was masturbating. The right thing for us both to have done was nothing. Yet looking at Francesca still stroking my cock, she smiled, walked over and instantly took my cock into her mouth.
We'd both known the sexual attraction was there, but like many other people in our situation before, we'd challenged ourselves to ignore those needs. Having my stunningly beautiful step mother sucking on my cock, broke any chains that held us apart and in an evening full of sexual desire, passion and extremely horny indulgent sex, we both explored the limits of each others sexual boundaries. And believe me, we had only but a few.
I found out my step mom adores cunnilingus, having both her love holes probed by tongue and fingers. She also finds it exquisitely delightful, to have me fucking her deep up her asshole from behind and above, as she uses fingers to penetrate her own pussy. Letting her feel my cock through her pussy as it slides in and out of her rear fuck hole.
We spent an extra two days on that trip away, purely down to the amount of sex we were having.
The bond between us sexually and emotionally, has grown over the past eight months we've been having an affair. My father suspects everything, but says nothing. He's hinted a few times of late about Francesca and I enjoying "Our sports". Yet he seemingly doesn't care too much we're fucking one another.
It's even gotten the point where he leaves us for days at a time, for no apparent reason. Other than to so call research his work. Only when I track him down, which is very easy, he's at a local motel. Enjoying himself immensely it turns out. But all the same, he's allowing our relationship, which I know he believes now to be sexual, to flourish.
It's a weird and sometimes obscure arrangement, yet a relationship in which I truly believe everyone involved is fundamentally happy.
At least I hope so.