I walked behind Xavier trying to keep up with him. He opened the trunk and as we were putting our bags in he grabbed my wrist, I looked up at his dreamy blue eyes and he said " you're not allowed to leave my site anymore you understand me?" Yes I replied with my head down…. Why was I acting this way? I should be cussing him out telling him I can take care of myself and he can't tell me what to do! But something about his firm tone and the way his eyes locked with mine I had no choice but to submit. He then took his hand off of my wrist and closed the trunk. We got into the car and it was complete silence again. I'm so confused is he turned on by me? Is he not? We pull up to the house and my mom is outside. SHIT why do I keep forgetting this is my moms husband? I mean it's not like she really knows him anyways. And honestly I think about it now I don't know him either. Who the hell gets married after a day and then let's them move in before the week ends?! ...… Jesus Christ did my mom marry a serial killer? A hot sexy ass serial killer we can't say no too?! Since the moment he opened that bar door I wondered what his cock must feel like and look like. God this is so bad what the fuck is wrong with me. We got out of the car and my mom gave him a hug but no kiss. Did he just not want to kiss my mom? Is he not intimate? Man this is all so confusing. Mom said she just wanted some fresh air so he showed her to the backyard to sit with the koi pond. I went back with her since I have yet to see the backyard in full. It was massive with Lucious green grass everywhere. You could take off your shoes and really feel the softness of it. As he sat my mother on the bench I realized this was directly in front of my bedroom window. I looked back to notice the outside was tinted so you couldn't see into my room thank god. We sat out there for a few hours when my mom asked me to help her back to her room. I helped her into her room but it seemed strange… this didn't seem like Xavier's bedroom more like a guest room. I didn't ask any questions and just laid mom down and left the room. I was pretty exhausted with the day so far so I grabbed my shopping bags and headed to my room. As I entered I realized Xavier was still sitting on the bench. I watch him while he took deep breaths and looked back at my room window. If I didn't know that the windows were tinted I would've swore the man made eye contact with me through the glass. I gasped a little and just stood there and kept watching drooling over the specimen in the window. Xavier pulled out his thick friend right there on the bench… OMG. Is this really happening right now? He pulled out his shaft and I could see how hard he was. He slowly started tugging it from his tip to midway and back on his tip. He tugged his shaft that way in slow motion cocking his head back. I couldn't help but to touch myself watching him stroke his dick. I took two of my fingers and slipped them between my fold moving back and forth back and forth when I let out a moan. Xavier must have heard me because he stopped stroking and sat up right smirking. He put his shaft back in his pants stood up and left. WHHHHHAATTT THE FUCCKKKKKK
