The Stepmother, Part 5

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THE STEPMOTHER

5.	Getting Rid of Consuela.

   Mid afternoon there came a knock at the front door at the Robertson
household.  Melissa was working at her computer in her room.  At first she
paid no attention.  Then she heard her housekeeper call from downstairs.
Melissa was smoking as she worked, of course.  So she crushed her cigarette
in the ashtray and quickly descended the steps.

   In the foyer were two men dressed like federal marshals.  Melissa
recognized the uniforms as belonging to the INS.  She gasped.  "What's going
on here?"

   One of the marshals spoke.  "Ma'am, sorry to bother you.  We came for Ms.
Rodriguez.  We got a report that Ms. Rodriguez is working without a proper
green card.  It looks like Ms. Rodriguez is in this country illegally, ma'am.
She has to come with us now."

   Melissa paled.  "Oh my God, Consuela.  Is that true?"

   The housekeeper shrugged.  "I do not know, Missy," she groaned.  "I
thought my papers were all in order.  But these men say they are not.  I
guess I must go with them to find out."

   "That's insane," Melissa objected.  "My dad hired Consuela seven years
ago.  She's worked here forever.  He would never have hired her if she was an
illegal."  She paused.  "Do you know who my father is?  Bill Robertson?  One
of the hundred richest men in America?"

   The marshal was unmoved.  "All I know, ma'am, is it appears Ms. Rodriguez
and her family are working under false papers.  I'm afraid we may have to
begin deportation proceedings against them."

   Melissa felt weak.  She tried to look confident as she turned to Consuela.
"Dad will never stand for this, Consuela.  He'll fix it.  He has the best
lawyers money can buy.  Katie will arrange for it, I'm sure."  She stopped
sputtering and looked around.  "Hey, where is Katie?"

   "Your stepmother went to the store," the housekeeper solemnly replied.
"And these men say I must come with them right away.  I'm so sorry, Missy."

   "Shit," the youngster muttered.  Consuela's submission seemed like an
implicit acknowledgment the marshals were right about her illegal status.  Or
was she just confused?  "Look, isn't there some way to delay this till it can
be straightened out?  There must be some mistake!"

   "I'm afraid not, ma'am," the officer answered.  "Ms. Rodriguez, her
daughter Angelina and son Jose have been reported to us as illegal aliens.
Ms. Rodriguez' papers clearly aren't in order.  No matter how long they've
been in this country she can't remain in your employ.  Your father may be in
trouble for hiring illegals.  He may want to see his lawyer to advise him
about that!"

   Melissa felt a desperate sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.  She
wanted to light up again right then and there.  But she couldn't.  Instead
she gave Consuela a hug.  "Don't worry.  We'll figure out some way to fix
this, mi amiga," she said feigning an assurance she didn't feel.  "Oh my God!
This means Angelina has to leave, too?"

   The housekeeper sighed.  "Claro que si.  Apparently so.  Take care of
yourself, Missy.  God's paths sometimes are stranger than we can understand."

   The marshals left with Consuela.  Melissa was beside herself.  Running
upstairs she grabbed her pack of Newport 100's.  Without delay she had one in
her mouth and lit it up.

   She double-pumped her cigarette just the way Consuela always did.  She'd
seen her housekeeper do it many times.  This time the youngster did the same
almost without thinking.  The generous influx of thick, rich, mentholated
smoke into her famished lungs brought her immediate and welcome relief.  She
smiled involuntarily.  Liberation from stress begin to flow through her rigid
body.  Without stopping to exhale she took another extended drag and inhaled
again.  Smoke poured from her nostrils while she inundated her impatient
lungs with an added infusion of the blessed nicotine filled smoky substance.

   Smoke slithered from her lips and nostrils as she considered Consuela's
situation.  What the hell could she do?  One way or another the problem had
to be fixed.  She couldn't stand being without Consuela.  And her budding
friendship with Angelina would disappear if the Rodriguez family got
deported.  No, she had to do something.  Consuela couldn't.  She had no money
to fight it herself.

   Melissa smoked frantically as she picked up the phone.  She rarely called
her father when he was out of the country on business.  But in an emergency
like this at least she could leave him a voice mail.  He wouldn't be upset by
the interruption.  He'd be devastated if he didn't have an opportunity to get
involved and find a solution.  There had to be a way.  There just had to!

   She dialed her father's satellite phone.  It immediately rolled into voice
mail.  No surprise.  He was probably in a meeting.  She left a brief frantic
message explaining the situation.  She said she intended to talk to Katie and
get the family lawyer to represent Consuela and her kids.  She knew her dad
would pay the legal bills for Consuela.  She was almost family.  Before
hanging up she half-heartedly apologized for bothering him.  She then sighed
and hung up.  It was evening in Europe.  It might take awhile but sooner or
later he'd pick up her message.

   Katie got home at five.  Melissa told her about Consuela.  Katie seemed
shocked by the news.  She agreed to contact Bill's lawyer first thing in the
morning and have him help the Rodriguez family fight any deportation
proceedings.  But then Katie changed her tone.

   "Hey, Missy.  You know what?  There's one good thing.  With Consuela gone
it means you and I are home alone again.  Just you and me, alone together,"
she cooed seductively.  "That means we can have another long night pleasuring
each other with no one around."  She reached out and began to stroke
Melissa's auburn hair.  "I've been looking forward to doing it with you again
all day.  Haven't you, honey?"

   "Uh, yeah, I guess," the youngster admitted honestly.  "But I'm just so
fuckin' upset about Consuela.  God, it really pisses me off.  Damn!"

   "Ah, poor baby!  I'm so sorry.  I hate to see you so upset.  I want you to
feel better.  Here, let me help.  Come to Mommy," she laughed wickedly.
Katie wrapped her arms around her stepdaughter and pulled her close to her
body.  She sighed.  "Mm.  You smell like smoke, baby!  I bet you've been
smoking constantly since they took Consuela away, haven't you?  Smoking too
much is the one thing that makes you feel better in this situation.  God, it
smells _so_ fuckin' good on you, though," she laughed.  "You smell positively
delicious!"

   Melissa shrugged.  "I'm too fuckin' upset.  And the more upset I get, the
more I want to smoke.  It's just how it works for me these day."

   Katie giggled.  "But that's not bad, baby.  It's good.  Know what?  You
really _should_ smoke more.  God, it's the best!  I love hearing you say that
you're smoking too much.  Damn, it makes me so wet, honey.  Tell you what.
Smoke another cigarette for me right now.  Hell, why not?  It'll make you
feel better.  Plus, I like to watch."  Katie slowly ran her fingers up and
down Melissa's torso.  She paused on her breasts and gave them a gentle
squeeze.  "Don't you want a cigarette?" she teased mercilessly.

   Melissa sighed.  "Yeah, I would like another one, to tell the truth." With
a shy grin she reached for her Newport 100's.  She slipped one between her
lips.  Clicking her lighter she lit up and double-pumped before pulling the
smoke into her lungs.

   "Oh my God," Katie giggled excitedly.  "You doubled up on your first drag!
Shit, that's great!  How long have you been doing that?"

   "I dunno," Melissa admitted.  She paused to release a mixed exhale from
her nostrils and lips.  "To be honest I didn't even think about it.  Is that
bad?"

   "Bad?  Hell, no!  It's great.  But doubling's something only hardcore
smokers do."  She pulled out a cigarette of her own.  "Congratulations,
Missy.  It's just one more sign that now you're a smoker for real!"

   The youngster took another extended drag.  "Well, there's no doubt `bout
that.  Not anymore.  With every day that passes I feel more like a real
smoker," she conceded with a smile as she inhaled.  "God, I love getting to
smoke all the time!  Even if Dad finds out and wants me to quit, I won't.  I
don't think I _could_ quit now.  I mean it."

   Katie cheerfully released a stream of smoke through her pursed lips.  "Of
course you couldn't, baby," she agreed.  "Besides, I don't want you to.  I
won't let you.  Since you got me smoking, honey, there's no point in even
discussing quitting.  No, you must smoke with me now, Missy, as long as I'm
around."  She grinned.  "And I'm sticking around awhile," she added
playfully, batting her eyes.  "You don't mind, do you?"

   Melissa blushed.  "No, I don't mind.  I really like you, Katie."  She
squeezed the blond woman's hand.  "Tell me, though, does it bother you that
we've become lovers now, even though you're also sleeping with my dad at the
same time?"

   "No, honey.  Not a bit.  And I don't think it bothers you, either.  Am I
right?"

   The youngster shrugged.  "It's more than a little weird," she giggled with
an impish grin.  "I mean, God, here I am sleeping with my stepmother!  My
amazingly beautiful, sexy and wicked stepmother, let me add," she added with
another squeeze of Katie's hand.  "You're fucking me and Dad at the same
time.  I should be freaked out but I'm not.  I love it.  I don't want to
stop.  You're all I thought about since last night.  I want more.  The only
thing I'm afraid of is this.  When Dad's here I'll afraid I'll be jealous
because I'll want you for myself!"

   Katie laughed.  "Don't worry, honey.  My sexual appetite is fuckin'
insatiable!  I'll figure out a way to take good care of you even when Bill's
around."  Shamelessly she began to unbutton her blouse.  "I want you, too,
honey.  I really want you.  Last night only got me warmed up.  I'm steaming,
baby, and I'm ready to go for more right now.  I hope you are, too."

   Melissa looked lustfully at her stepmother's exposed breasts.  She licked
her lips.  "I may not be quite the nympho you are, Katie, but I'm excited
about it, too."  She put her hand not holding her cigarette on her
stepmother's tits.  "I want you.  Right this second."

   "And you'll have me, Missy.  You see, this is a nice side benefit of
Consuela being gone.  We can play around all we want now.  No one's here to
disapprove or to tell your father."

   Melissa suddenly stopped.  "Oh my God!  What about Edward?  I forgot all
about him.  What if he comes in the house?"

   "Relax.   This morning I told Edward I don't want him coming in the house
at all anymore.  He's under strict orders only to go in the basement and the
garage.  Plus I told him to go home at four every day.  That stupid old guy
doesn't work much anyway."  Seeing Melissa's hurt expression Katie paused.
"Look, I know he's an old friend, baby.  But he just gets in our way.  Now
Edward will never be in the house and he'll especially never dare go
upstairs.  We'll be alone in the house and he won't be around at all in the
evenings.  It's fuckin' perfect!"

   "I guess."

   "Of course it is," Katie continued.  After a long drag on her cigarette
she pulled Melissa's head toward hers and planted her lips on her mouth.
They kissed passionately and Katie passed along her smoke to her willing
stepdaughter.  "You don't want anything to get in the way of this, lover, now
do you?"

   "No," stammered the teen.  She grew more excited by the minute.  "I sure
don't!"

   "Good.  Me neither.  So it's not a bad thing that Edward's gone home early
and that Consuela's not here at all."

   "But we'll get Consuela back soon.  Right?"

   Katie grinned mischievously.  "Yes, lover, of course we will," she
chuckled.  She inched her hand up under Melissa's tee-shirt and slowly began
massaging her breasts.  Her nipples were already rock hard.  "But you don't
want to think about Consuela right now, do you, baby?"

   Melissa groaned.  "No," she panted.  "I want to make love to you."

   "Correction, baby," Katie intervened.  "Let's get that straight.  We don't
make love.  We fuck.  There's a big difference.  We thrill each other
sexually.  That's all.  I never make love to anyone, not even your father.  I
just fuck.  I'm master of my sexual destiny and I never give control away.  I
advise you to do so the same, Missy.  Take what you want, from me and
everyone else you fuck.  I want you to feel good because seeing you feel good
turns me on.  But this isn't a possessive thing.  Got it?  We just fuck."

   The older woman was massaging the teenager's taut breasts the whole time.
"Yeah, whatever you say, Katie," the teenager groaned.  "Just let me have
it!"

   "Don't worry.  I will."  Katie took a last drag on her cigarette and
leaned in to kiss her stepdaughter.  She deposited more smoke into her
waiting mouth.  "You and I will have a hell of a good time this summer, baby
doll.  I'll take you places you've never been.  And you'll love every fuckin'
minute of it.  That's a promise."

   "I already love it," gasped the youngster.  "Oh, God, Katie.  I'm about to
explode.  I have to have you.  I can't wait any longer.  Please?"

   Katie let out a lusty laugh.  "Of course.  My pleasure, honey."  She
paused to light up another cigarette.  "Your pleasure, too, I should add."
Their lips locked.  The women melted in each other's arms, eager for the
ecstasy that was about to be theirs.

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   Melissa and Katie made love for hours.  True to her promise the lusty
blond indeed took her young apprentice to new heights.  The youngster was
enthralled by her stepmother's expert lovemaking, or fucking as Katie
preferred to call it.  Like the previous night Melissa came repeatedly.  By
eight o'clock she was exhausted.  So was Katie.  They took a break since
Katie said she had to make some phone calls.  Melissa settled in front of the
big-screen TV in the den to watch a movie.  She had her Newport 100's by her
side.  Her frantic smoking after learning of Consuela's dilemma combined with
almost constant smoking during sex with Katie meant she'd consumed a pack and
a half since morning.  Undaunted she continued smoking while watching her
movie.  With a little more effort, she realized, she'd put away two packs in
one day.  Only real smokers smoke that much, she mused.  And right now she
definitely felt like a real smoker!

   Katie went to her bedroom and dialed her cell phone.  She'd smoked as much
as her stepdaughter but she also lit up again before hitting the `send'
button.  She heard it ring.  Roger Horner, her private investigator, picked
up.

   "Hi, Rog," she gushed.  "I gotta hand it to you, baby.  You're fuckin'
amazing!  It worked like a charm.  Yeah, the Feds got here around three and
took Ms. Rodriguez away.  She's toast.  Little Missy thinks we'll get her
dad's lawyer to help her, but I intend to make sure Consuela Rodriguez and
her whole family get a one-way ticket back to Mexico.  What?  No, but my
plans changed a little.  I got some dirt on Melissa I didn't tell you about.
No, I won't tell you.  It's none of your damn business!  Fuck you.  What?
Yeah, well, actually, Rog, I wouldn't mind fucking you again sometime,
either.  It's not a bad idea.  Okay, one of these days, if it means I get a
reduction on my bill.  In the meantime I just had to call to say thanks.
Your call to your buddy at INS worked wonders.  Ms. Rodriguez is out of my
way now.  I can fuck my little stepdaughter to my heart's content.  No, I'm
not kidding.  I'm fucking her right now.  It's my blackmail.  The bitch won't
dare screw me now because I'll tell Daddy she's a very bad girl.  And she'll
be a hell of a lot badder before I'm done with her.  Yeah, that's right.  If
anyone can do it I can.  See you, Rog.  Love ya.  Bye."

   She hit the `end' button and dialed another number.  She was quite
pleased.  She'd completely fucked Consuela, metaphorically speaking, and was
about to dig little Missy into an even deeper hole.  She tingled with
excitement.  This was going to be great!

   "Hello, Tina?  This is Katie.  Yeah, we're on for tomorrow.  Okay, right.
Sure, get here around seven thirty.  The kid and I don't get up till at least
eight.  Yeah, it'll be quite a surprise.  I'll leave the key in the planter
on the right side of the big front door.  Yeah, a black uniform is perfect.
And, babe, make sure you bring plenty of smokes.  You'll need `em.  Yeah,
just like old times.  I'm looking forward to seeing you, honey.  Okay, gotta
go.  Love ya.  Bye."

   Katie chained into a second cigarette.  She looked at her watch and
smiled.  Only eight thirty.  She'd give Melissa a little time to rest before
heading downstairs.  She went to a drawer in her closet and opened a box with
a long, cylindrical object.  She grinned as she turned on the vibrating dildo
and listened to the soft humming sound.  In her hands this was more effective
than any man's cock.  Little Missy was about to expand her sexual horizons
even further.  Katie sighed as she drew on her cigarette.  Her teenage friend
and lover would like this next episode almost as much as she would!

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   Melissa awoke at eight in the master bedroom, her dad's room.  Her
beautiful naked stepmother was asleep in her arms.  She sighed and giggled.
Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined sex could be so wonderful.
Katie was a goddess!  No wonder her dad had married her.  Katie made her feel
so alive, so satisfied, and yet still so hungry at the same time.  She never
experienced anything like it, nothing at all!  Despite herself she was glad
Consuela wouldn't be there.  She snuggled up against Katie and sighed
happily.  She felt incredibly fulfilled.

   Katie felt her move.  She opened her eyes.  "Hey, babe," groaned the
stepmother.  "How are you feeling this morning?"

   Melissa nuzzled up against Katie's naked breasts.  "God, I feel so fuckin'
good," she replied in a saucy tone.  "Let's do this all summer.  Okay?"

   "Okay," Katie answered happily.  She squinted at the clock.  "Shit!  It's
after eight.  How much sleep did we get?"

   "Less than six hours," Melissa murmured cuddling against her stepmother's
tits and gently licking them.  "God, Katie.  I don't know about you but I
spent last night in heaven!"

   "Yeah, it was nice, wasn't it?" sighed the older woman.  She rubbed her
eyes and groaned.  "Damn!  My mouth tastes like shit!  God!  How many
cigarettes did I smoke?"

   Melissa giggled.  "I don't know about you.  But I kept track.  By the time
we went to sleep I'd had over forty!  Do you believe it?  That's over two
packs, Katie!  My God, I'm smoking like a fiend now."  She laughed again.
"And I don't want to stop.  I fuckin' love it!"

   The blond reached for an open pack of Newport 100s on the bedside table.
"Yeah, you're a regular chimney now, Missy," she said nonchalantly.  "But I
need one before I get up.  How `bout you?"

   "Sure, I'd love a cigarette," the teenager replied.

   It was true.  Her mouth felt as bad as Katie's; maybe worse.  She had that
dry, bitter taste in her mouth that comes from having smoked too much.  But
instinctively she knew what would make it tolerable.  No, more than
tolerable.  She knew how to change it and make it all better.  All she needed
was to smoke another cigarette!

   Melissa had become used to smoking when she woke up in the mornings.  But
smoking in bed with Katie first thing would be a novel experience; new like
everything else the last two days.  She happily accepted the Newport 100 her
stepmother offered.  Katie took a lighter and lit up.  She then extended the
flame to Melissa who eagerly did likewise.

   The teenager double-pumped.  She'd grown accustomed to that little extra
nicotine buzz which double-pumping her first hit provided.  She also did it
because Katie really liked it.  Sure enough, Katie smiled at her as she did
it.  Inhaling deeply Melissa tipped her head back and released a thick cloud
of mentholated smoke into the bedroom.  The warmth of the smoke in her lungs
felt good.  A familiar surge of well-being flooded her body.   She smiled at
Katie.

   "I sure like being with you, Mom," she teased while happily snuggling up
against Katie once more.

   "Yeah, me, too, baby," Katie contentedly agreed.  "And I love you calling
me Mom!."

   The two women smoked in silence while wrapped in each other's arms.  After
finally finishing her first cigarette of the day Melissa crushed it in the
ashtray and sat up.  She leaned over to give Katie a last kiss.  "I'm
hungry," she announced.  "I think I'll go downstairs and fix myself something
to eat."

   Katie watched her stepdaughter pull a crumpled nightshirt over her head.
She smiled.  "I didn't tell you last night," she said casually.  "You'll find
a surprise when you go downstairs."

   Melissa gave her a quizzical look.  "Surprise?  What do you mean?"

   "You'll see," Katie grinned.  "Trust me.  I think you'll like it!"

   Melissa curiously padded down the steps in her bare feet.  She heard noise
in the kitchen and smelled coffee brewing.  Oh my God, she gasped excitedly.
Did Katie figure out how to bring Consuela back already?  She hurried into
the kitchen to find out.

   What she saw in the kitchen surprised and confused her.  There stood a
strikingly beautiful tall woman wearing a maid's uniform.  She appeared to be
in her late twenties.  She had streaked blond hair pulled back in a bun.  She
wore large hoop earrings that didn't quite fit the image of a domestic
servant.  Melissa gave the interloper a strange look.  "Who are you?"

   "Hi, Melissa," smiled the statuesque blond.  "I'm Tina.  Did Katie tell
you about me?"

   "No," stammered the confused teenager.  "Who are you?  And what are you
doing here?"

   "Katie called me last night.  She and I are old friends.  We lived
together in college.  Katie said you need someone to take the place of your
old housekeeper.  I told her I'd help out awhile."  Tina smiled a winning
smile.  "Coffee?"

   Despite herself Melissa nodded.  "God yeah, I'd love some," she admitted.

   Tina poured the teenager a cup and handed it over.  Melissa took it and
sipped.  "So you're a maid, a housekeeper?"

   "Correction," Tina laughed, her eyes sparkling.  "I'm _your_ housekeeper;
your new one.  I can't wait to get to know you, Melissa.  Katie told me all
about you.  She says you're super good in bed for someone so young."

   Before Melissa could answer she heard Katie's voice behind her.  "Tina's
bi, honey.  Just like us," she heard her stepmother say from the doorway.
"She was out of a job so I suggested she come work for us awhile.  I thought
it'd be fun."

   Katie had on a skimpy nightgown.  She sauntered up to Tina and planted a
big kiss on the tall woman's mouth.  The saucy blond housekeeper closed her
eyes and passionately kissed back.

   "Mm, Tina, you haven't lost your touch," Katie sighed.  She pinched the
tall blond woman on the ass and grinned at Melissa.  "So, what do you think?
Is this great or what?"

   "Oh my God," Melissa gasped in disbelief.  Finally she realized what was
going on.  "You brought this woman in to have sex with us?"

   Katie nodded with an evil grin.  She crossed the kitchen and picked up an
open pack of cigarettes on the counter that apparently belonged to Tina.  She
shook one out.  "Ah, I see you still smoke Benson & Hedges, Tina?"  Katie
laughed, placed the long white cigarette firmly in her mouth and lit up.
"Tina's smoked these as long as I've known her," she said commenting to
Melissa.  She did a hard double-pump.  "God, they're damn good!"

   Tina smiled as she retrieved her pack from Katie.  She cocked her head
while closely eyeing Melissa.  "My God!  You weren't kidding me, were you,
Katie?  Melissa, Katie told me you're cute, and damn!  You sure as hell are!"
The tall, lanky blond flashed a toothy smile before putting a cigarette in
her own pert mouth.  "After Katie quit smoking we weren't close anymore like
we were before," she grinned before lighting up.  "So thanks for bringing her
back into the fold, Melissa.  I owe for that!"

   Tina lit up her B&H.  She was incredibly gorgeous!  From the corner of her
mouth the tall blond discharged a cloud of uninhaled smoke before hitting
hard and inhaling.  She went on.  "It didn't take Katie long to fall off the
wagon completely, though.  Looks like things will be just like they were back
in the old days," she laughed while exhaling.  She leaned against Katie and
put her arm around her old roommate.  "Thank God you're smoking again, girl,"
she grinned while residual wisps floated from her mouth.  "Now aren't you
sorry you ever quit on me?"

   It was Katie's turn to laugh.  She nodded and turned to give Tina a gentle
kiss.  "Yeah, Tina, you're right.  Quitting was such a mistake!  I already
thanked Melissa once for helping me see the error of my ways.  Yeah, quitting
was a real dumb-ass thing to do!"  She giggled while gazing at the still
dumbstruck teenager.  "So, Melissa honey, I'll say it again.  Thanks for the
favor of reintroducing me to nicotine.  Now let me return the favor by
introducing you to Tina.  Did you think our sex last night was hot?  Yeah,
well, wait till you see what happens when the three of us get together."  She
drew eagerly on her cigarette.  "It'll be pure pleasure with Tina added to
the mix, I promise you!"

   Melissa shook her head.  "My God.  I really need a cigarette myself," she
muttered.  Reaching into her pocket she found she hadn't brought her Newport
100s with her.

   Tina walked over and offered her pack.  "Here you go, darling."  She
smiled sweetly at the dazed teen.  "Have one of mine.  They're real strong,
just like the Newport 100s you smoke.  Katie says you've been turning real
fast into a full flavor girl.  Mine aren't menthol though.  But I think
they'll do the job!"

   Melissa was curious to try Tina's brand.  She took a cigarette from the
gold pack, noticing the unique vertical "Benson & Hedges" lettering on the
side of the one hundred millimeter cigarette Tina handed her.  She politely
nodded as the tall blond girl offered her a light.

   Melissa drew hard on the B&H and inhaled.  Tina was right.  The cigarette
tasted good; damn good.  "Thanks, Tina," she said before starting a long
exhale.  "God, these cigarettes of yours _are_ strong; strong but good!"

   Tina smiled amiably.  She put her hand on Melissa's shoulder and left it
there.  The beautiful woman's hand on her shoulder felt electric.  Melissa
shivered.

   Tina whispered seductively.  "I smoke Benson & Hedges because they're so
fuckin' strong."  Her hand began teasing Melissa's soft auburn hair.  "I
don't waste time on light cigarettes.  When I smoke I want nicotine and I
want it now.  You understand, don't you, Melissa?"

   The teenager nodded.  She _did_ understand.  She understood exactly.

   "I'm the same way with sex," Tina went on after hitting on her own B&H.
"I can't waste time on men and women who pussyfoot around.  I like to fuck.
That's all."  She shot a stream of smoke towards Melissa's face.  "If someone
wants a long-term commitment I tell `em to go fuck themselves.  I don't have
time for that shit.  I simply want to get into his pants, or her panties if
it's a girl, just as fast as possible."  She continued to stroke Melissa's
hair.

   She slowly realized Tina was coming onto her.  Despite herself Melissa
felt allured by the prospect of making love to the beautiful creature
standing beside her.  But she collected herself, took a deep breath and shook
her head.  "Katie, I don't believe it!  You brought Tina in to take
Consuela's job?  And Tina's only qualification is that she's willing to have
sex with us?"

   "Yeah, but it's a pretty goddamn important qualification," Katie shrugged.
"The Mexican bitch had no interest in getting into my panties, yours either,
Melissa.  She was no fun.  But Tina will fool around as much as we want.
Think about it, babe, for God's sake!  It'll be tons of fun!"

   The youngster sipped her coffee mug.  "No offense, Tina.  You're sexy as
hell.  And Katie's right.  I _do_ like to fool around.  But right now I'm not
in the mood.  Consuela's been my surrogate mother since Mom died.  I can't
imagine you or anyone else taking her place!"

   "I'm not taking Consuela's place," Tina corrected her.  "Soon Katie will
spring Consuela from jail.  She told me.  She just thought it'd be fun for me
to join you girls and expand your sexual horizons a little in the meantime.
Katie's just trying to be good to you, darling.  Really."

   The teenager began to walk away.  "I'm going to my room," she announced.
"I can't deal with this right now.  By the way, Katie, did you call Dad's
lawyer?"

   Katie smiled.  "Honey, it's not nine o'clock.  No lawyer is in the office
this early.  I'll call him later," she promised.  "I'm sorry you don't like
Tina.  I meant it to be a nice surprise."

   "It's a little too weird," the confused teenager muttered.  "I don't mean
to be a little shit.  I'm sorry.  I just can't think about more sex right
now."

   The youngster stomped up the steps to the second floor.  Tina looked over
at Katie.  "Well, looks like you underestimated your stepdaughter, Katie,"
she laughed scornfully.

   "Shut up, Tina," Katie barked.  "It's not over yet.  For a minute there
you had her.  Melissa wanted you till she thought about Consuela.  It'll just
take time.  Don't worry.  Before long she'll forget all about that Mexican
bitch.  She'll be begging you to eat her pussy!"

   "I assume you won't really call your husband's lawyer?"

   "Hell, no!  Course not.  Consuela will rot in an INS holding cell till
they take her back to Mexico, her and her stupid kids.  Don't worry.  My plan
to corrupt Melissa Robertson will carry on regardless.  She's just
momentarily upset.  But before long she'll beg you to get inside her panties.
I promise."

   Tina giggled.  "Tell me.  Does she really call you Mom when you're in bed
together?"

   Katie nodded.  "Yeah, she does and I love it, too.  The kid's utterly
unprincipled.  She calls me `Mommy' because it makes her feel totally evil.
She loves that feeling.  She's totally obsessed with being a wicked little
slut now.  I tell you, Tina, Melissa has no morals anymore.  She revels in
her own degeneracy.  By the time I'm done with her little Melissa Robertson
will be so totally corrupted she won't even want to stand in my way.  The
little bitch will be just like me.  But she won't want Daddy to know how bad
she's become."  She laughed wickedly.  "So just stay the course.  We'll suck
Melissa in eventually.  Maybe sooner than you think!"

   "Whatever," Tina shrugged, crushing her cigarette in an ashtray.  "You're
right, Katie, Melissa is damn cute.  I'm looking forward to doing this."

   "Speaking of no morals, Tina, you're the queen of corruption!"  Katie
laughed maliciously.  "Don't worry, baby.  You'll get your chance.  Just give
the kid a little time to adjust to seeing your sweet sexy body tempting her
all day long."

   Meanwhile Melissa closed her bedroom door, locked it and took a long
shower.  She felt better as torrents of hot water caressed her body.  It
relaxed her.  She pulled on a tee shirt and shorts and sat down at her
computer to work on her Latin independent study project.  She lit up a
cigarette as she did.  It was just her second since getting up.  That, too,
made her feel better.

   At ten o'clock she decided to go downstairs.  Perhaps she over-reacted to
the surprise of a substitute housekeeper.  Tina _was_ damned attractive!  She
was breathtakingly tall and lanky, extremely well endowed and very, very
sexy.  It might not be so bad if she took Consuela's place for awhile till
they fixed the problem with her immigration papers.  Katie meant it to be a
treat.  The teenager's libido was still racing after her hot night in bed
with her stepmother.  So the idea of fooling around with lovely Tina did seem
appealing.

   She took a book downstairs to the great room.  In her hand was a fresh
pack of Newport 100s and a lighter.  She settled onto the overstuffed sofa
and pulled an ashtray on the table close by.  She put a cigarette in her
mouth and lit up.  She double-pumped her Newport and drew a huge amount of
smoke into her lungs.  She opened her book and began to read with her mouth
closed.  Wisps of smoke slowly floated out of her nose over the next three or
four breaths.

   In sixty seconds Tina was in the doorway.  She wore her uniform, a pressed
white shirt and short black skirt.  "Melissa, I'm so sorry about this
morning.  I didn't mean to freak you out.  You miss Consuela.  But I assure
you I'm not here to take her place.  I simply agreed with Katie to fill in
till you get her back."  She smiled diffidently.  "I admit that one reason I
agreed to help is because Katie told me how much she likes you.  You remind
her of the way we were when we were your age.  She and I were always eager to
explore our sexuality and discover what we liked.  She says that's just how
you are, Melissa.  I admire that in any young girl.  Especially a beautiful
young woman like you!"

   Melissa looked up from her book and smiled.  "No problem, Tina.  You seem
nice enough.  I was just a little shocked to see someone else in the kitchen.
Nothing personal, you understand."

   The tall blond stepped a few paces closer.  "Thank God.  I don't want us
to get off on the wrong foot."  She paused.  "So, you smoke Newport 100s?"

   Melissa tapped her cigarette in the ashtray.  "Hmm, yeah, I guess I do,"
she said after thinking about it.  "I smoked Marlboro Lights 100s at school
because my roommate did.  Consuela smokes these Newport 100s.  I tried `em
the other day.  I really liked `em so Consuela got me a carton.  I never
tried menthols before.  I like the coolness."  She put her cigarette between
her lips for another drag.  "Also, these have more kick than Marlboro
Lights."

   Tina smiled watching the pretty teen exhale a thick stream of smoke
through her lips.  "Yeah, kick is good," she laughed, edging closer.  "The
nicotine kick I get from smoking always feels good to me.  I've been smoking
for sixteen years and I still love it."

   Melissa raised an eyebrow.  "Sixteen years?  Oh my God, Tina!  How old
were you when you started?  Like ten?"

   Tina moved on next to the couch.  "No, I was twelve," she smiled guiltily.

   Melissa laughed.  "Holy shit!  Twelve?  How did you start smoking so
young?"

   Tina shrugged.  "My mom always smoked.  She knew it was bad for her but
she loved it anyway.  I figured there had to be some reason why she wouldn't
quit.  So I wanted to try it out myself.  Well, I finally did," she giggled.
"Pretty soon I found out for myself why Mom liked smoking so damn much."

   "But you didn't start smoking all the time when you were only twelve?"

   "Actually I did; yeah, pretty much.  Mom was divorced.  She worked two
jobs and she was gone like all the time.  So I was home alone a lot.  It was
easy for me to smoke.  Finally Mom realized what was going on; but by then I
was already smoking over half a pack a day.  I was only 13 when she found out
I smoked."

   "Oh my God!  Did your mom hit the roof?"

   Tina laughed.  Cautiously she sat down on the other end of the couch.
"No, Melissa, to tell you the truth, Mom didn't react that badly.  Oh, at
first she lectured me about it and said I shouldn't smoke.  I just laughed at
her.  I told her as long as she was going to smoke she couldn't stop me from
smoking, too.  I was right; she couldn't.  Before too long Mom just gave up
and let me.  She let me smoke as much as I wanted.  It turned out she didn't
really care that much if I smoked.  She got used to me smoking real quick.
So before I turned 14 I was regularly smoking over a pack a day!  And I've
never quit for a even day since then."

   Melissa shook her head.  "Wow!  That's amazing.  And when did you meet
Katie?"

   "In high school."  Tina reached into her skirt pocket to produce a pack of
Benson & Hedges 100s.  She casually shook one out and lit it up.  "Katie and
I met our freshman year smoking behind the building.  She was hardcore, just
like me.  Soon Katie started hanging out at my house a lot.  Her parents
weren't exactly cool with her smoking.  But my mom didn't care at all by that
time.  She was used to me smoking.  So Katie and I smoked together at my
place all through high school.  Later we moved in together and were roommates
in college."  She shot Melissa a coy grin.  "By then we'd been lovers for
years.  Katie's fantastic in bed, isn't she?"

   Melissa nodded.  "Yeah, I must admit, she sure as hell is.  I never
experienced anything like it."  She drew on her Newport 100.  "So you taught
Katie everything she knows in that department?"

   "God, I wish," Tina laughed.  She slightly shifted her weight on the
couch.  Her legs now touched Melissa's.  "Katie's definitely been around.
She did give me my first taste of lesbian sex, though.  They say you never
forget your first time, your very first lover.  And I'll never forget Katie.
Don't get me wrong.  I love fucking guys.  But there's just something special
about making love with another beautiful woman like Katie."  She drew on her
B&H.  "It's super hot!"

   Melissa felt the touch of Tina's skin against her legs.  The tall blond
slowly, confidently released a perfect mixed mouth nostril exhale.  The smoke
seemed to be completely under Tina's control as it seductively exited her
lips and nose.  Melissa grinned.  She felt herself getting turned on.  She
knew Tina was after her.  But what the hell?  Why not give in and enjoy the
moment?

   "So, after hearing about Katie and me you really wanted to fuck me?  You
wanted to do it this morning?  Is that it?"

   The blond momentarily startled, then laughed.  "God!  You don't beat
around the bush, do you, kid?  Yeah, of course I did."  She began more
aggressively rubbing her leg against Melissa's.  "I want to fuck you,
Melissa.  You're gorgeous.  But the fact that you're sleeping with your
stepmother?  God, now that _really_ turns me on!  People say I have no
morals, and I don't.  I'm a real slut.  But you, Melissa?  Yeah, you're
definitely my kind of girl!  Because if you like sleeping with your
stepmother then there's nothing you won't try.  I like that."

   Hearing Tina say that turned her on even more.  Melissa let out a guttural
laugh as she manicured her cigarette in the ashtray.  "I don't have much
sexual experience, Tina, at least not so far.  But I really like sex.  Katie
says she'll teach me this summer."  Finally she rubbed back against the
pretty new housekeeper's leg.  "And you're part of my lessons.  Right?"

   Tina began moving her hand up and down Melissa's thigh.  "God, I hope so,
Melissa.  Being here with you like this excites me.  You're such a little
fox!  I'd love to kiss you.  You have such a gorgeous mouth.  Your lips are
so round, so full, so delectable looking!"

   Melissa knew it was time to make a move.  Without comment she pulled her
tee shirt up over head and took it off, revealing her naked lily white
breasts.  Tina let out a small gasp.

   "Look Tina, let's cut the bullshit.  You said before you don't waste time
with lovers who pussyfoot around."  The teenager smiled and laid her
cigarette in the ashtray.  "So I won't beat around the bush about sex with
you.  Let's just cut the crap.  You want to fuck.  So do I.  Let's just do
it.  Okay?  What do you say?"

   The tall blond nodded.  With an excited giggle in a flash she was on top
of the teenager.  Tina began furiously licking and kissing the teenager's
breasts.  Melissa groaned with delight.

   "Oh yeah!  Shit!  This is what you want, Tina, isn't it?"  She put her
hands behind Tina's head and pressed it harder against her chest.  "You want
to fuck me, is that it?"

   Tina groaned and mumbled incomprehensibly.

   Although Tina began as the aggressor, now Melissa was in control.  She
liked feeling in control combined with the exquisite pleasure of the tall
blond housekeeper diddling her nipples and squeezing her breasts in between
frantic kisses.  Then Tina pulled down her shorts.  She reached inside her
panties.  Melissa moaned.  She missed Consuela, but Katie was right again.
There certainly were some positives associated with having the lovely Tina
instead of Consuela around the house!

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