Big Men of the House(67)

“Oh I don't mind,” she said, avoiding eye contact with me.



Another knock at the door interrupted us. “I'll go see who it is,” I told Crystal.



I went to the stairs and heard a conversation. I looked down to the level below to find Blake talking at the doorway to Brittany. I didn't think anything of it until he motioned for her to go upstairs and stared at her ass for way too long.



“Hey, Kaitlyn, how's college?” Brittany asked.



“Not bad,” I replied. I hurried Brittany to my room and looked behind to see if Blake was lurking around.



I let Brittany and Crystal catch up while I waited downstairs by the door to intercept my friends before Blake did. He had never done anything like this before.



When the doorbell rang, I opened it quickly and pulled in Jennifer and Carly without saying a word. I dragged them upstairs and was shocked to see Blake in my bedroom, chatting it up with Brittany and Crystal.



“Blake! What are you doing here. Get out!” I screamed.



“Sorry ladies, I gotta go,” he said, winking at them. “Have fun.”



I closed the door on his ass as he left. “Sorry about that again, guys.”



“Nothing to be sorry about,” Brittany said. “You're stepdad's really cool.”



“Really?” I asked.



Jennifer jumped in. “Yeah your stepdad is so dreamy. I've had my fair share of fantasies about him.”



“Gross!” I said, pushing Jennifer in the shoulder.



“Sometimes I close my eyes at night and touch myself to the image of his naked body,” Carly added.



“Oh, now I know you guys are joking,” I half-laughed.



“How big do you think his cock is?” Crystal whispered.



“I don't know but he has to be at least this big,” Brittany said, holding her hands apart to show his length.



“Really, that big!” Jennifer said, her eyes wide.



“Could be even bigger,” Brittany said, pulling her hands farther apart.



“Okay you guys really need to stop,” I said seriously.



“Sorry,” Crystal said. “It's not our fault you have the hottest stepdad.”



I threw a look of death at her.



“Okay we'll stop,” Crystal said, holding her hands up in defense.



The rest of the night we talked about school and did each other's nails and hair. The subject of boys came up and I was glad nobody mentioned Blake. Why did they never bring up my step stepdad before?



A light tap came from the door. Blake peeked his head in. “I made some mini-pizzas for you girls,” he said, bringing in a tray of food.



The girls all cheered and swarmed the food. Blake took one for himself and ate it while staring at all the women in pajamas.



“Okay thank you, Blake,” I said, shooing him out the room.



“You girls need anything else?” he asked before I closed the door on his face.



“No thanks,” I said to him through the door.



The rest of the night went without incident. I tried to have fun but I could only think of one thing: Blake.



Why was he giving my friends so much attention. He'd never given me that type of attention before. He barely talked to me most of the time. Was there something wrong with me? Was I not as desirable as the rest of my friends.



While we slept, I awoke because I thought I heard footsteps outside my door. I instantly thought it was Blake being a pervert. I got my robe on and stepped over the girls in their sleeping bags. I opened the door to find nobody there.



“Something wrong?” Brittany asked, rubbing her eyes.



“No I just needed to go to the bathroom. You can go back to sleep,” I whispered. Brittany went back to sleep and I got back into bed. Even though I didn't find anything, it didn't mean that Blake wasn't doing something sneaky.



When I fell asleep, Blake came to me in my dream. He was wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. His chest and muscles were so big. I imagined him taking me in his arms. He pressed his lips firmly against mine and I moaned. His hands moved around my back and pulled me in closer to him.



I stuck my tongue in his mouth and felt a surge of pleasure flow through me. Blake grabbed my ass and lifted me off my feet. When he set me down, I wanted only one thing: his big juicy cock in my mouth. I kneeled down and slowly pulled his boxers down. No matter how quickly I wanted him, my dream was going in slow motion. Every moment was agony. I just wanted to see it. I got a glimpse of his black pubic hair and then--



“Wake up, Kaitlyn.”



The first thing I opened my eyes to was Carly giggling right in front of my face. I wiped the slobber from the side of my mouth and sat up. “What's so funny?” I asked.