Climb on my stepfather Chapter 1
I’m lying
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my bed reading a magazine when Alex stops at my
open door. “Ashley,” he says, “I’m running to the store. Do you
want to go with me?”
“No thanks,” I reply. “I’m still in my nightshirt.” “Do you need
anything?”
“Condoms.”
He does a double–take. “What?” I giggle. “Just joking.”
He frowns. “That’s nothing to joke about.” “Relax, Dad. Don’t
take things so seriously.”
My stepdad is a cool guy, but he’s a little uptight. Especially when it comes to the subject of sex. Even though I’m not his real daughter, he’s very protective of me. He didn’t even allow
me to go on a date until I was sixteen, and I had to call him
every half hour to let him know I wasn’t raped and left for dead in a ditch somewhere.
Now, two years later I’m eighteen, and I don’t have to call Alex when I’m out on a date. But he grills every guy who comes to pick me up like he’s the CIA interrogating a terrorist.
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Of course, he would totally flip out if he knew I’d lost my virginity a year ago. Not only that, I’d been sexually active since then. From the way I always hear him and my Mom in their bedroom arguing about sex, I probably get laid more than he does.
“If you decide you need anything,” he says, “text me.”
He’s the embodiment of masculine, with his rugged, scruffy
O unshaven face, deep blue eyes, and longish dark hair. To
complete the look he’s wearing a red and black plaid flannel
shirt over his lean, muscular frame, and a pair of worn blue
jeans.
“Thanks,” I reply.
He disappears down the hall.
After I hear him go down the stairs, I move to my window and
look out at our driveway. A minute later his SUV backs down
onto the road and heads off.
Finally, I’m alone in the house. I’ve been waiting for this
moment. Alex is at the store and my mom is off for the
weekend with her book club on a wine tasting tour.
I go downstairs and grab a chair from the kitchen, carrying it down the hall to the closed door to Alex’s home office. Placing
the chair in front of the door, I stand on it and reach up to the
I guess Alex figures with my five–feet–four height, I’d never discover the key at the top of the frame. While his six–feet–two allows him to just reach up and grab it.
Since I’m not alone in the house at the time, I put the key back
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on the frame and plan to use it when I had the chance.
And today is that chance.
I slide the key into the lock and turn, and the lock pops open. I enter my stepdad’s forbidden sanctuary.
can feel my heartrate picking up. If Alex had forgotten anything.
and comes back, I would be busted without any reasonable
excuse to be in here. He’d probably ground me for a month.
Artwork fills the walls and a couch sits along one side, but I
ignore all of it and walk straight to his large wooden desk. I
move behind it and sit it in the high–backed leather chair before
opening his laptop. It starts right up, showing the login screen,
including the request for a password.
Damn, I hadn’t considered this possibility.
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