My stepmom

Ohhhhhhhhh It's was something wrong but is felt so right back then.crave , desire and warm feelings that made me forget how much i love my father and make me see my stepmother i called mom, as my lover. We committed the betrayal in the house and some many hotels.almost where belong to him.Even the both of us belong to him, but that wasn't for long because something stronger than both of us controlled our bodies.it invaded our souls, blinded us from the real fact that i was the son, she almost raised since i was 15 yzears old until now. Our life was normal in beginning. She was a lecturer in a great university when she met my father, as a brillant and beautiful lady, he attracted the eyes around her fast but she only fell hard for tge most gorgeous reporter which was my father.she was twenty eight old at that time, eight years his senior but that did not stop them from getting married after his graduation.he was freshly divorced and everyone want him.i was ten years old. My mother was an irresponsible woman and i admit.she just kicked me and my father out of her life for other guys.she didn't look after me;she didn't care about me. She didn't ask for any help after divorce and later in life, i figured out that she was oy use my father's money to be wealthier, she was so greedy and filthy rich but she always wanted more. This was the way that girl entered our life as well.she was a charming princess; her smile lighted my father's world and made me happy as well. She treated me so nicely as a real mother and tge relationship between us was like a normal son and mother one. I was more attached to her than my father, she wss a f*****g rich lecture and my father was rich also, he was only a tv presenter.my mom should have the time for her only son but that didn't happen. I guess because he was relying on beauty all the time. Yes she was Beauty Green, the most famous single and brillant lecturer l, she quit the work to concentrate on her family companies and to be a good wife and mother.it was hard for me to not fall for her;it was kind of impossible as a young child with no mother or father to take care of me.my father was always busy and didn't give a s**t about me at all. Everything was moving smoothly and i didn't notice that i was falling at the beginning. I was just too close to her and she was my only best friend. I trusted her so much and always asked her for advice or opinion which was so normal between a mother and son. However, the fact that she wasn't my biological mother and i wasn't her biological son also, the relationship between us was taking another shape. But we never firgued that out until later. I guess i was so lucky to have her in my life, as a stepmother treating her stepson in a very good way! That was something i had never heard about. I only heard of mother abusing their own son. But i guess God loved me to give me beauty. She was freaking good to me and she was always making time to help me in my studies at school or to hang out with me as a mother. She did what my real mother and father failed to do with me. Maybe that's one of the reason I fell for her instantly. Aside that she was a beauty queen, she was the best thing that ever happened to us - to me. *** "Ozil, are you ready for school?" My dad asked as he walked down the stairs, dressed in a silver suit and we'll polished shoes. My father was tall and handsome with deep jawline as of shaped with jade. I can say I took my handsomeness from him. "Yes, almost done" I said and took the last piece of my breakfast into my mouth before dashing to the living room with my backpack. Just then, as I walked to the living room, Beauty came down. Gosh, I wouldn't lie, I felt myself yearning for her. It took all effort to not slam her to the wall and f**k her from behind but no, my dad - her husband is right in front of my face. As she got to my dad, she hugged him and winked at me which made me smile. I know I love that woman. I know she was ten years older than me but it feels so damn right. Maybe I'm a man in a wrong body. I love that woman and I want her. "Ozil, are you done?" She raised her head at me and gave me a warm smile which made me blush and I nodded. "Okay, we'll go now" She said directly to my dad and pecked his cheeks. With this, we both we out. As we entered the car, she ignited and didn't say a word to me which was rather awkward. I thought she just winked at me and now, she is saying nothing to me. "Are you mad at me?" I asked and looked at her with an apologetics face even though I didn't know what I did and why she was angry. Even still, she didn't say anything. Rather her white face was frowned and her lips clashed in anger. "Just tell me what I did. You know I can't stand it when you're angry with me" I said and meant it. Then, she looked at me. Her face went from my trousers to my face. "You.. last night, I heard everything you said and did with that girl" She said with more anger obvious in her eyes. "Oh geez!" I said with a even more apologetic face,she felt am cheating on her.