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Jim had just settled in to his apartment after returning from a six-week stint working at a mine in the far north. It was strange re-adjusting to life on one’s own after weeks of living in a company-controlled environment of work, bunkhouse living and cafeteria food. Suddenly you had to plan your own day and activities. He was out for a long break and was considering a variety of options that included some time in the sun.
He was 28 years old and had been on his own since age 18, with very little regular contact with his family. His parents had divorced after he and his siblings had left home and he was the only one that maintained contact with his father. His sisters had written their father out of their lives while staying close to their mother. Both parents had moved on, his father remarrying while his mother had entered into a long-term relationship with another man. There had been no apparent reason for the break-up, no infidelity involved, no fights or disagreements apparent, just lack of commitment to each other. The parting had been amicable and organised.
Jim was easy with both of his parents, they had provided all physical requirements that he had ever wanted or needed. At the same time his feelings towards them were ambivalent and it bothered him that he did not feel the deep love one normally has towards one’s parents. It was possible that their lack of affection for each other accounted for his outlook towards them.
He had skipped the opportunity to attend college and became attracted to a nomadic life style. He developed into a skilled and much sought after underground contract miner with a preference for working at remote sites. He liked the lifestyle, hard work with big pay and nowhere to spend it, lonely while on site but with the freedom and cash to do what he wanted when he came out for extended periods. He dated often when he was out but his way of life suppressed relationships of any length. What woman wanted to put her life on hold for six to eight weeks at a time?
He had just completed unpacking his clothes and setting his apartment in order when his phone rang. It was his father Bill, calling from Maui where he had recently purchased a condo. Maui had been a favourite vacation spot for the family, one of the few places that Bill had played the role of father to his son. He had been a busy executive with little time for his family and vacations had provided him an opportunity to be more of a father and husband.
“Hi son; how was the trip out from the north? Settled back in yet? Is everything in order? What are your plans?” Bill’s voice was a little strained, not normal when he was in Maui. There was obviously something on his mind and he was struggling with how to get it out.
“Hi Dad, everything’s fine. Had a good run at the mine, ended up with a great partner underground which always makes life in the north more bearable. Trip out was a little rough, especially the floatplane on the first leg. Not sure yet where I will go or what I will do, just settling in.”
“Hey then, why not join Shelly and I here in Maui. We have a nice big condo, lots of room, and maybe we can relive some of our Maui memories together.” Bill sounded nervous; he normally was in full control of the world around him but now he sounded vulnerable.
“Ah well Dad, come on now. I would love to see you, and love to visit Maui again, but I doubt that Shelly would want me underfoot. How long will you be there?” Spending his time out of the wilds with his father and stepmother was not high on Jim’s bucket list.
Bill sounded deflated, “Well son, I am sure Shelly would be pleased to have you around, but I realise that you have plans of your own for your free time. We will be here for another month at least. If you change your mind, just let me know.”
They continued to chat, talking about friends and family and Jim’s life in the north before saying goodbye. Jim had no qualms after it was over, life moves on, telephone calls and Emails were enough to satisfy his need for family contact.
The phone rang again about 30 minutes later. This time it was Shelly and she blurted out, “Bill’s gone for a walk, he’s really down now, he wanted to spend a little time with you. I hope that you will reconsider and come over, even if it’s only for a week or so. I would love to see you too Jim, you are the only one of the family to even talk to me and I appreciate that. Please think it over and call back. But if you do, don’t tell him that I called you. You know what he’s like, too damn proud to beg a little. Please come.”
Jim was caught flat-footed, with no idea of how to respond. He did like Shelly, she was a calm and pleasant woman; probably ten years younger than his father, but the thought of spending a week in the same condo as them did not resonate. He said, “Ah Shelly, thanks for the call. I’ll reconsider and call back if I change my mind. It does make it easier that you wouldn’t mind me being around.”
“Thank you Jim, please come.” Her voice was tremulous and struck Jim in a fashion that reminded bonus veren siteler him that treating others kindly did much for your own soul.
‘What the hell,’ he thought. ‘I can give up a week or so to make the old man happy.’ And there was Maui as well, a favourite place in the world. Maybe he could find a lady while there. It was a great place for sex. Everyone was easy and relaxed in a world of warmth and soft breezes. He could hear the sound of the surf on a beach while making slow passionate love with a willing partner. ‘I’m goin,’ he grinned to himself.
Two days later he was stepping off of the plane in Kahului airport.
He could feel his body go on standby just as soon as the plane door opened, all tensions expelled. His Dad had a big grin on his face as he watched Jim emerge from the arrival tunnel. He looked relaxed and tanned standing there in shorts, tee shirt and sandals. Jim felt uneasy with his own pasty white body, sun-tanning not being an option on an Arctic Island.
And then he spotted Shelly, standing away from the crowd, smiling nervously in his direction. God, he had never really noticed what a great looking woman she was. She had always appeared strained and nervous in previous meetings, sort of hunched over in a protective posture. No doubt because of the tension in meeting his unforgiving sisters. But now, dressed in attire color-matched to his father, her body appeared soft and relaxed. And God, those tits! How had he missed them before?
He smiled at her as she approached; they kissed each other’s cheeks and embraced briefly. She whispered, “Thanks for coming.”
His father was at ease and they soon were in the bantering mood that they had only ever enjoyed while in Maui. Shelly drifted around, proud and pleased to see the relaxed relationship between the two of them. But she could not take her eyes off of young Jim, what a beautiful man.
Later at the condo she caught her breath as he emerged from his room in Maui attire, his strong muscular arms and bursting pectorals filling his tee shirt. A tight butt and hard thighs strained the cloth of his shorts. She thought, ‘God, I will have to be careful, my hands ache to touch him.’ But life seemed good.
Jim was pretty much an open book in his talk and expression. He seldom made an attempt to hide his thoughts and could be both frank and abrupt. People either admired his demeanour or were put off by it, assuming that it was arrogance. His father accepted his manner easily but Shelly was uncertain how to react.
He smiled at her often, looked at her tits and ass without any attempt to disguise his admiration, all of which frightened and excited her. Frightened because his looks at her matched her thoughts of him, and excited for the same reasons. It might be difficult for all to remain happy and relaxed for an entire week. She assured herself that she could control matters and that all would be well.
Maui life soon sucks one into it. Do what you want, when you want to and don’t do anything if you can put it off until tomorrow. Jim was always up the earliest, a carryover from his mining life. He loved the early morning here. The breezes were usually quiet until a stirring of palm leaves preceded the sunrise. Doves began to coo and myna birds chattered as they sought crumbs around the lanai. The warmth increased as the breezes died down. It was a paradise to Jim as he puttered away making his own breakfast, a chore that provided enjoyment for him only while being in Maui. He felt at peace.
Shelly would be next up. Jim could hear her moving in the bathroom. She showered first thing and Jim allowed his mind to fill with the thoughts of her naked in the warm water. She would come into the kitchen wrapped in a robe to prepare coffee for Bill, a notorious late sleeper. She would whisper, “Good morning Jim,” with a smile while appearing a little uncomfortable facing a strange man in her kitchen. She carried her husband’s coffee into the bedroom, later returning dressed in shorts and halter-top before preparing a light breakfast to eat on the lanai.
Jim was fully aware of her as she moved around the condo, watching and staring at her unabashedly. Fuck she was beautiful, breasts floating back and forth in the halter-top, bared mid-rift, the hems of her shorts just barely covering her round ass cheeks highlighted by attractive long legs; she provided a beautiful vision to start a day. Jim grinned to himself as he thought back to his early mornings in a mining camp. Every cold dark morning beginning with a grumpy hung over roommate, each of them vying to hit the shower first, followed by a line up of sour miners in the cafeteria and then changing to grubby mining clothes for eight hours of noise and danger. It did enable one to really appreciate some time in Maui.
And he was horny as well. He had not been able to hook up with the manager of his apartment block before he left. Clare often welcomed him home from the bush with a sex filled night. But her traveling salesman hubby was back in town and bedava bahis she reluctantly declined his invitation. She loved taking that hard edge off of the young man when he returned from the wilds, horny and virile. Sex with older women was one of Jim’s pleasures in life and he seldom shied away from an opportunity to enjoy it.
Jim was the first to grab his snorkel and head down to the beach for a swim around the coral reef. He loved that part of the day, preferring to be alone, but joined by his father at some point. It had been their favourite pastime in Maui, and almost the only activity that his father had actually taught him in life. Jim had never taken to golf, while his father was a low handicapper and loved playing the game.
Shelly would show up at the beach around 10 am and stretch out to sunbathe for an hour or so before the heat became too much. Jim quite enjoyed coming out of the water to stand beside her while towelling down. He made no attempt to disguise his interest in her bikini-clad body while his attention did not appear to impact on his father.
That was life in Maui. If one wanted excitement and bars and exciting events, go to Honolulu. They went for drives often, sometimes just to one of the towns for supplies, but mostly to enjoy the widely varied views on the island. It never seemed tiresome or repetitive.
Building in the background however, was an undeniable attraction between Shelly the stepmother and Jim her husband’s son. Jim was at ease with the situation and his intentions were reasonably honourable. He loved watching her, loved her touch, and also the realization that she had a consuming interest in him. She was a gorgeous woman but he had no plans to move on her. Just was not in the cards, he enjoyed what he saw and felt, period.
Shelly’s issues were much more complex. Her marriage to Bill was the best thing in her life. She felt free with him, he looked after her interests and they enjoyed living together. She had lived through an early divorce, went through a series of sexual affairs before marrying Bill and becoming completely content as his wife.
This intense attraction for the young man bothered her considerably. She saw no good answer, but at the same time did nothing to limit looking at or touching him at every opportunity. She fantasized being in bed with him and doubted that, should the opportunity arise and he decided to screw her, she would refuse. The need burned in her, her senses acutely aware of his presence at all times.
The touches and looks were becoming more intimate as they adjusted to each other, encouraged and emboldened by the erotic vibes exchanged. She leaned ahead when his eyes went to her breasts, providing him a better view of the valley between them or even a nipple. Her hand would linger on his arm as she laughed at something he said, and his hand would slide down her side from her breasts to hip with a hint at circling her hip to caress her butt. She took note of his erection building as they jostled and brushed against each other in the kitchen. ‘Good morning’ cheek pecks evolved into soft lip kisses. Tension mounted.
Matters reached a new level one day after returning from the beach. Bill had settled down with a drink on the lanai to read a book. Shelly was in the kitchen still clad in her beach bikini. Jim joined her to search for a cold drink in the fridge. Shelly was watching him, leaning against the counter top nibbling on some crackers. He smiled as he turned to face her, eyes dropping down to view her bikini clad body. He shook his head, “God, you are one beautiful woman Shelly.” She was unfazed by his comment and stare, and if anything appeared to revel in his attention.
Her eyes fixed on his as he moved closer to her. There was a bar type opening over the counter that Shelly leaned against, with a view to the living room and the lanai beyond. Jim could see his father stretched out on a lounge chair facing away from them.
He reached out and with open hand rubbed the tip of her breast with his hot palm. Shelly gasped a little, encouraging him to close his hand around the breast still tucked into the bikini top. She bit her lip but made no move to pull back or to stop him.
He moved his hand to her side, slowly lowering it down to her hip, which he caressed slowly before moving his hand to the front of her bikini bottom. He rubbed her mound with the heel of his hand. Shelly closed her eyes in submission, leaning back against the counter top. She dropped one hand to cover his as his fingers pushed between her legs, probing and then pushing the crotch of the bikini to one side. His fingertip found her bare slit and slipped easily back along the length of it.
They both groaned at the touch of flesh on flesh, just as a sound from the lanai forced Jim to pull back from her. He glanced out to see his father beginning to rise from the lounge chair. Shelly’s eyes were desperate with emotion as Jim moved back out of sight of his father and put his finger to his lips, tasting her essence. She hurried deneme bonus off to her bedroom. Jim sucked his breath in as he watched her ass cheeks jiggle as she retreated. Damn close, good thing that his time was running out. He had never wanted a woman as badly as he wanted to screw his stepmother.
She sought sex with Bill every night. If he fell asleep earlier than she, she would move her tits against his back and reach around to find his cock, stroking it until it was hard and the excitement awakened him. If he refused or made excuses she went to the bathroom and got herself off. But this night she would not take no for an answer and went down on him to get him hard and then rode him like a cowgirl, her ass slamming down on him as if it was she with a cock.
Bill was up earlier than usual the next morning. He had a weekly golf date with some buddies. He apologised to his son for taking off for a good part of the day and told him that they had a reservation at a favourite restaurant for that night, Jim’s last night in Maui. Jim was easy with it, be good for the old man to have some time alone and a break from an extra person in the condo.
He was on the lanai when he heard Shelly get up and shower. He lay there a while in the warming sun before rising to gather his snorkel gear. A “Good morning Jim,” alerted him to her standing in the lanai doorway, clad in her early morning robe. Jim’s eyes roamed boldly down her body, at her breasts shifting freely under the robe, at a round hip thrust to one side as she smiled, “Are you off for a snorkel? Had breakfast already?” Still facing him, she backed hesitantly into the condo as he approached, partially blocking his way.
Shelly was in a quandary, her action totally involuntary, or was it? She looked down at his body clad only in tee shirt and shorts, as he said, “Yep, had breakfast with Dad, now have to change into my swimmers.” She did not move as he pushed past her, their bodies brushing, her breast automatically pushed out to rub on his arm. He paused, eyes burning into hers, moving his arm ever so slightly against the tit. Shelly returned his stare; her tongue circled her parted lips, her body on fire at his closeness. She was ready for anything but not ready to make the first move. Nor was Jim.
He deliberately left the folding door open as he entered his bedroom and dropped his shorts to the floor. Shelly was in an almost hypnotic state as she followed to stand in the opening. He paused as if considering his next move and then pushed his undershorts down to the floor. If she didn’t want a peek she did not have to watch him. He was turned away from her but sensed her watching him.
She willed him to turn around, she had to see him, she had to. She released her robe tie allowing the robe to fall open to expose her beautiful hanging tits and reddish blond gray speckled bush. Jim looked back over his shoulder, as if surprised to see her standing there and froze as he drank in her naked body. Clutching his swim trunks he swung slowly around providing Shelly a full view of his half hard cock and big balls. He put his hand on it as if ready to stroke it.
“Jim, what are we doing?” Shelly moaned, but remained standing staring intently at his hard body. His cock was starting to stiffen and rise up to a horizontal position; she could not take her eyes off of it. If she had had any doubts about his desire for her, they were quashed right there.
Jim was as direct as ever as he stepped into his swim trunks and pulled them up his legs. “We’re looking at each other because we like to, and we’re thinking of sex with each other, but neither of us really want to do it. Correct?” He tucked his semi-hard cock into the trunks. He grinned, “I’ll have to wait a few minutes before I head down to the beach.”
Shelly relaxed a bit, the elephant in the room acknowledged. She smiled wistfully, “Correct, you pretty well covered it. I could never live with myself if we did anything. But God, I want to. Could we just touch a little?”
Jim shrugged as though it was not a big deal, but his heart was pounding as they closed on each other, their eyes locked and arms outstretched. He slipped his hands into the opening of her robe, circling her waist before dropping down to cup her bare ass cheeks. Shelly’s knees almost collapsed at his touch. She moved her hands up under his tee shirt along the rippling muscles of his back and shoulders while grinding her tits against his chest. He pushed one knee between her legs and raised it to rub her pussy. They stood like that for some time before she moved her face to his, licked his lips with her tongue tip and then opened her mouth as his thick tongue surged suddenly between hers.
Shelly ground her pussy on his probing knee and sought to feel his cock with her mound. She wanted to take it out but preferred that he make the first move. Jim pulled one hand from her ass and eased it around her hip to her belly, than pushed his fingers down to rub her mound, sifting through her bush to locate the top of her slit. “Feel me Shelly, put your hand in my trunks and feel my cock.” She cried a little as she obeyed his request. She teased his knob with shaking fingertips and then clasped her hand around the shaft and pushed down feeling the hot pulsing cock slide up her palm until she felt his balls.
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