It was late when I stepped off the bus and all I could think of was the quickest way of getting to my bed. I’d been on the bus for 38 hours and I couldn’t wait to see my mom’s face. It had been ten months since I was last home. I’d been 17 when I left, on my way to college with a full scholarship and now I’d finished my freshman year and was coming home for the summer. I’d grown up a lot during the last year. Not only was I 18 now, but I was more independent and I’d gained a lot of confidence. My body had changed a bit too. I’d been a late developer and involved in many sports. I’d also worked hard on the farm. The last year I hadn’t had as much exercise as I was used to so I’d started filling out and developing a softer, more feminine shape. When I’d left I’d been able to walk around without a bra, with my tits being a very small B-cup. Now they were filling out a C-cup and I’d bought some really nice lingerie to suit my new figure.
Mom wasn’t there, but a quick glance at my watch told me that we were a bit early, so I sat down on a bench and pulled my shirt off. A year up north had almost made me forget how hot and humid it got at home. The bus driver asked me if I was OK. I told him yes, my mom would be along any minute. The bus pulled out and I watched its lights disappear in a cloud of dust.
Ten minutes later I started getting worried. Where could mom be? She knew I was coming today. Then I finally heard the sound of a truck down the road and as the headlights came closer I realised that it was mom’s truck. She was just delayed. The truck made a U-turn and pulled up next to me and I saw that it was my step dad driving. He jumped out of the truck and hugged me tight.
“Shawna,” he said and kissed me. “It’s so great to have you home again.”
“Hi Bill,” I replied and smiled at him. “Where’s mom?”
“Now don’t worry, but she had to go away. Tommy’s had an accident in California and his boss got your mom an airline ticket to go to him at the hospital.”
Tommy was my older brother. He’d moved to California when he left high school and he was working as a truck driver.
“How serious is it?” I was so worried. I hadn’t seen Tommy in four years, but we spoke on the phone regularly and I loved him.
“It’s pretty serious sweetheart,” Bill replied. “But your mom called me just before I left to pick you up, and she says that he’s out of immediate danger. It’s going to be a long time before he’s fully recovered so your mom is going to have to stay there for a while, maybe all summer.”
It suddenly dawned on me. “We can’t afford for me to go, can we?” I asked.
Bill shook his head. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. And with your mom gone it’s not going to be much of a vacation for you, I’ll need you to work with me on the farm.”
I suddenly saw my lazy summer drift away. Well, I felt like a grownup, now I had to prove it. I smiled at Bill.
“Well Bill, with all the extra weight I’ve put on this year, maybe some hard work will be just the thing to get me back in shape.”
Bill’s eyes trawled across my body and he smiled. “You’ve filled out very nicely Shawna. You look like a real woman now. Let’s hope these don’t go away though.”
He touched my tits lightly and opened the passenger door for me. For a moment I couldn’t move as I felt a bolt of lightning from my tit to the pit of my stomach. I’d never felt anything like that before. I’d dated several boys at college and we’d kissed and cuddled, but I’d never felt that I wanted to go any further with any of them.
Bill and I sat in silence as we drove home. I was aware that his eyes kept focusing on my thighs and my tits and I could feel myself getting moist. How could this be? Bill was my step dad. He’d lived with my mom for ten years and he was the only dad I’d ever had. Sure, he was a lot younger than mom, only 31, but still. I had to fight my urges.