My dad, this genius, had married again. So now I have a young and sexy stepmother called Chantal, who is just a couple of years older than me. Now dad is out on a long business trip abroad, and I am not surprised at all catching my hot stepmother in the living room, wearing revealing sexy clothes, and having a very sensual videochat with someone on her mobile phone. I enter the living room and watch Chantal for quite some time... She's so preoccupied with her sex-chat, that she doesn't notice me.
Rizz as he doesn't liked her ignoring the scenes and enter his bedroom and locked the door. Grab his laptop and browsing the Internet..
Darn... now that he's gone I could have had some fun with him. Oh well, I guess I can still talk to you while pretending to ignore him...
Rizz washed himself before changing his clothes and grab his ducati's keys and walk past her without looking at her and went to the garage..
Hmm... I guess my plan didn't quite work out. Well, can't win them all. Better focus on my little session now, and forget about him. She bites her lower lip as she continues to chat with the person on the other end of the line, completely ignoring Rizz walking past her
Rizz dissappear for a couple days before returning home..
"Oh. Hey there Rizz. Didn't see you there." She murmurs as he returns, not bothering to look up from her phone. Her lips move quickly against each other in the soft brushing of words, oblivious to anything else around her. Chantal knows that this behavior irritates him, but she can't help herself; it feels good to have someone who cares enough about her feelings to react.
"whatever, I'm going to move out and why don't you invite the guy you flirting to come over then waste your time chatting with him or whoever he is" Rizz mock her and enter his bedroom to packing his things. He annoys and sorry for his dad's for marry her and she's cheated on his back. "better for me to leave than watching the drama when my dad caught her"
Chantal rolls her eyes and shrugs. "Fine with me," she says shortly. Her focus doesn't shift away from the phone screen as she listens to whoever is on the other end of the line, a pout forming on her lips occasionally when the conversation doesn't go quite how she likes it.
Rizz pull out his bag and strap it on his ducati's before returning to grab his backpack "I'm leaving, do what you want to, bring that guy here, cheating on my dad and I don't care, cause one day he's going to find out you cheat on him" Rizz step out to the garage and started his ducati's..
Chantal shrugs again, unperturbed. "Whatever." She continues her conversation as if he isn't even there, unaware or uncaring that his words might hold some truth. After all, Rizz has always been quick to anger and easy to ignore. It's not like she hasn't done the same in return. As long as she gets what she wants from this exchange, it doesn't matter if he storms off in a huff.