Mark
The doorbell rang again.
My heart hammered against my ribs. Fear hit Mom like a physical blow. Who could that be?
Her eyes went wide. She pushed me back. I dragged her down from the counter with me. She ran upstairs without looking back. Her hips swayed as she ran. I almost laughed.
I pulled up my boxers…I was still half-hard…and walked to the door. I swallowed hard as I reached it. The doorbell rang again. I inhaled softly before gathering the courage to open it.
I opened it.
Susan stood there with a pink suitcase and a tired smile. She was Grace’s daughter, my stepsister. She had just come back from college after the lockdown.
“Mark!” she said, and threw her tiny arms around me.
I hugged her back. My c**k throbbed inside my boxers the second her body pressed against mine. I
