I Paid For The Fear My Step Son Saw In Me.

Wives, what would you do the moment your stepson started to drive fear in you? I didn't get the time to act because i was too naive.

My husband and i are both going through our second marriage. I have one daughter from my previous marriage and he has a son whom he spoilt badly. He had left college some 3 year ago and is now working side by side with his father in a good business area. During my stepson teenage years this young man use to steer me down every single chance he got but would say nothing.

I first picked up on his steering habits when we went to the beach during a hot summer day. I was attire in a very sexy swim suit that his father had forced me to wear. It was a little too revealing which is why i fancied it less but i wore it just to please my husband, but in the end it catches the attention of his teenage son. Things started to changed rapidly during his college years and as time progresses my stepson started to get a little more vocal. He started using words like 'fuck', and other adult words he never uttered before going to college.
His respectful behavior started to hit rock bottom. His voice starts to get a little heavier, and sometimes he would grab his crotch if he saw me wearing sexy clothing around the house. And not to mention the porn he's now watching.
I snooped around in his room while he showers one day and i saw it left on his laptop. It was then i realized he was not the same kid anymore. To tell the truth, i started fearing him.
I may be the only one even to this day that knew about his weed smoking and alcohol consuming situation during his college years. And how do i know this?
I knew of it because i felt the weight of it which changes everything between us.

My husband who is a successful business owner was having a long service award to honor the staff members who have been working with him for over a decade. His son came in late that evening looking all shaken up. I then ran to his assistance thinking something bad had happened but when the scent of weed mixed with alcohol hit me i then realized he was intoxicated. My attire was the jolt that hits him hard instantly. His features started changing right in front of me. Nervously, i started backing up slowly when i saw the red in his eyes, and while backing up, he slowly advance himself towards me. He then saw the fear in me and grabbed on to me aggressively. I yelped in a very low tone and asked him respectfully "what's the matter"?
He ignored me and started pulling me to his room,.. My knees buckled while he lead me and when he shoved me to the bed my panties was literally ripped off from under the tiny skirt i had on. He then fucked my pussy without mercy before fucking my mouth where he ejaculated.

I know some here would call me a fool for not reporting it to his father but that is another story. Now how did this young man got to fuck me more than 20 times after that is another mystery. Whether it is out of fear or favor, i now got use to him grabbing my hand and taking me to his room to fuck me. He even spanked me once when he rammed himself in me from behind and i cried. Weaknesses sometimes lie deep within, and you will never know how weak you are until someone stronger pulls it out. My free flowing tears are all dried up now... I'm his fuck doll.