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My Father's New Wife (� Story) by EcheijaOne(m): 12:43pm On Nov 17, 2023
Episode 1

I couldn’t tell how i felt as i walked past my dad’s room. couldn’t fathom if it was anger, jealousy or horniness.

Anger; because my father actually now brought a new wife into our home, or jealousy cus i wish i was the one in his room now listening to him tell me story as he used to.
and h0rniness; Uuuuhm what can i say, am a teenager bound to the shackles of raging homones.

i was just walking back to my room after my usual midnight movie session when i over heard slight m0ans from my dads room.
being inquisitive as i am i stopped and listened and the m0ans became even clearer.

it was obvious dad was bleeping his new wife which sent blood gushing from my brain down to the d**k dangling between my legs as it sprang up to life.

i hissed a little bit loudly as walked back to my room with my hardness now clearly bulgged on my short. i jerkked off that night with the image of dad’s new wife on my mind.

Ok let me start from the very beginning;

I am a boy of 21, very tall for my mates, have a complexion that is slightly lighter than chocolate and my name is Johnysky but mostly called sky.

From a family of 2kids and the other kid is my twin sister Jessy tho i fondly call her skybeauty. maybe it was because she was my sister or maybe it was actually true but i actually think her the prettiest girl i have seen.

I and my sister are both in level 200 in the tertiary institution with her studying medicine and surgery in the university of Nigeria nsukka (UNN) and me studying Science lab tech in the in Institute of management and technology (imt) a poly technic in enugu where we live

Dont blame me, she is obviously and far more intelligent than me, and so? No big deal.

She lived in nsukka while i was subjected to going to school from home which was like a death sentence to me.

Mum died when we were 10 from a sickness we really didnt understand its name as of that time.
So we were left with Papa to bring us up.

Papa was the chairman of our local government, so i would say we were wealthy and he gave us all we needed in life, anything money could get for us.
• • • • •

It all started on that very day. The sun hung lazily across the sky as it gradually but reluctantly sunk to the west casting a reddish orange beam over the environment.

I was seated with Jessy who came back from school a forth night ago, we were watching one useless movie like that in African magic, I was more interested in my whatsapp chat with my girl friend, Joy.

“Sky, daddy’s back” Jessy announced peering at the door to see daddy come in.

we could hear doors thumping shut and knew he would be in any moment from then.
Daddy pushed the door open as a female figure walked in with him, i could see the surprise and contempt on Jessy’s face as she watched the girl walk into our house as if its her father’s house.

I took my gaze back to the bold woman walking into my house with so much boldness; she was quite tall maybe 5’9ft, Can easily guess or place her age between the bracket of 24 to 26, a beautiful face with black obviously artificial eye lashes standing out, a clourless lip gloss.

Her b0obs were full and round as i could make out as much cleavage as my eyes could perceive sticking out of her flowery top.

the round bumz and straight legs clasped in a black leggings.
woooow she was indeed very beautiful but certainly wouldnt be as beautiful as my skybeauty tho.

“Now what dah f–k is she doing with daddy in our house” i queried myself stealing glances at Jessy.

“Good evening daddy” we both chorused.
“Good evening ejimam” he intoned stressing the ‘Ejimam’ which he mostly called us when we are together.

Was sure he could sense the questions in our eyes as he took her by the hand and cleared his throat.

“Ejimam, this is Amanda, she is my new wife and your new step mother” Papa intoned with pride written all over his face and an ear to ear grin on his face.

“What dah f–k? did he just say wife?” my mind shouted within me as i looked at Jessy and can easily coolvalstories tell that was exactly what she also had in mind.

I didnt know how to feel about it, i mean i know it has been almost 11years mum died and according to me dad have tried living without a wife that long.

But i wasnt expecting a girl that young, she could easily pass for his daughter… “D–n dad just proved politicians are all the same as people always tell me” i cursed under my breathe.

“Welcome” Jessy and i said obviously colder than we meant it to be.
“Thank you John and Jessy” **Ok great this man already told her our names…mtcheeew.**
“Am glad to be part of your family, i am Amanda”
She addressed us smiling and mostly looking at me all the while.

Our family and everything would turn out to change so much from that day on…..

To be continued🔞

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Re: My Father's New Wife (� Story) by EcheijaOne(m): 12:44pm On Nov 17, 2023
Episode 2

SKYBEAUTY: sky can you imagine the type of little girl daddy brought here as a wife?

I read through as i opened a whatsapp message from Jessy, saved her number with skybeauty.
ME: Honestly i really dont know what to say about it ooo, but when did daddy marry her na.

SKYBEAUTY: Maybe that what the busy he was always saying he was, he was busy doing her marriage rights.

ME: But that Amanda shaa, daddy can easily pass for her ancestor, how could she agree to this.

SKYBEAUTY: This boy are u that dumb? its money jooooor **laughing face**

ME: Abi, i thought as much anyway daddy don try shaa, as long as she makes him happy am ok with it.

SKYBEAUTY; Brb step sis…..oh i mean step mum is calling me from the kitchen…**laughing face**

ME: mumu go jooor….

Amanda turned out to be a very nice person even though Jessy never like her that much.
I on my own part feels indifferent about my dad having a new wife but i cant help always feasting my eyes on those round firm b00bs which she always makes sure a lot of cleavage peeps out.

And those kim kerdashian kinda of bumz that forces gravity to act mercilessly on my eyes each time i’m close to her and i could swear she sees me mopping at her.

Could tell from the slight smirk she puts on whenever she is in my presence.

The evil low waist trousers that clearly shows off a good part of her upper panties or those skimpy skirts or gowns she always clad at home giving out those fleshy thighs threatening to run all the way to her p**sy area , talk about those bum-shorts.

“Was this extra-sexy girl brought here to torment my life?” i cursed under my breathe anytime i jerkked off with a picture of her on my mind.

On that most beautiful day, dad have been out for 2days on a trip to God knows where, Jessy had gone back to school 2 nights before which means i was left with this sexy nemesis at home.

The full blazing beam of the sun battered the earth, if you look hard enough you would notice something like invisible steam oozing out from the ground showing u how baked and hot the ground were.

Being in school all morning my brain was already what i could term as fried like plantain.

I hurried home, probably to enter the shower or better still the swimming pool.
On arriving home, i threw a weak greeting at Ahmed who was our gate man, i always found time to stay and talk with him anytime i pass the gate.

His half hausa/half english accent riddled with heavy mimicry of igbo accent always got me rolling on the floor with laughter.

“Walahi oga, this sun i don fry am for my brain kwo? Ahmed teased as i bundled myself into the gate.
“Ahmed abeg i will be beck to chat with you later” i threw at Ahmed as i made my way into the compound.

Looking round our compound situated at independence layout in Enugu state, it was a fairly large compound, a flower lawn at the right flank with a few swings and chairs one can relax on.

An average sized swimming pool with a few moveable bar tables occupied the other side, which was were daddy and most of his friends stayed when ever they visited, nothing beats the laugh i have when ever i see those pregnant men shirtless trying to do what u can term swimming.

The exotic car park just before the house, ladened 2black jeeps and other cars that seem to throw the sun’s ray right back at it, our house a one storeyed duplex, 10rooms and 2sitting rooms, coated in a beautiful white colour with brownish cream buttered in some desired places giving it a perfect colour tone.

I crashed the door open, dropping my little back pack on the floor of the sitting room, peeling off my clothes on the floor as i dashed to the guest bathroom beside the parlour to take a shower.

The image that stood before was shocking and exciting at the same time.

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…To be Continued…🔞

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