1. Kelsey's confessions - Chapter 1 - Christmas with my stepbrother


    Date: 5/18/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 24, Source: LushStories

    him that he was developing into a truly a gorgeous specimen of a man. *** Christmas Eve Our normal family Christmas was going to be disrupted this year. My maternal grandmother had experienced a stroke and our parents were forced to abandon my stepbrother and me two days before Christmas to travel to Ontario to be with her. My grandmother was 86 years old, and resided in a retirement home near Ontario, outside of the town in which she was born, lived, and would soon die. Although Michael had only known Grammy for a few years since his father married my mother, I think Michael had developed a genuine affection for this old lady. I think Michael was genuinely sad that my Grammy was on death's door. As for me, I was dealing with a series of conflicting emotions. I felt pity, regret, and yes, guilt that my grandmother was lying at death’s door. But I was also feeling a deep resentment at the fact that my last Christmas at home prior to departing for college next summer was being disrupted by an old woman’s stroke. I am ashamed to admit to being such a self-centered bitch. But I was a teenager, and what teenager is not self-centered and self-absorbed? And that is what was going through my mind as Michael and I prepared to celebrate Christmas Eve without our parents. I wish I was a better person, but this is what I felt at the time. And although I understood the reality of the situation, my grandmother’s impending death made me sad, somber and vulnerable. As I faced the reality ...
    of my grandmother’s mortality, I wanted my parents close. I wanted to be reassured that our family would survive. My mom and stepdad hoped to be able to return home late Christmas day, but even that was uncertain. All that was certain was my sixteen year old stepbrother and I were left alone to ‘celebrate’ the days leading up to Christmas, including Christmas Eve, by ourselves. On this particular Christmas Eve, Michael and I decided to break with family tradition and skip midnight mass. It was something our parents had always compelled us to do, but with the parents away, it seemed like going to church was a silly waste of time. I found myself wondering, ‘now that Michael and I are alone, what can we do that mom would never permit if she was here?’ And the answer was obvious, we could drink in the safety of our home without fear of getting caught! So instead of going to Christmas service at church, we had a spaghetti dinner with a glass of Merlot from the open bottle my mother had left on the counter. She would never miss the two glasses from the bottle. Afterwards, we decided that we could safely raid my stepfather’s liquor cabinet without fear of detection. He did not monitor the levels in the bottles closely. So that was the plan; Michael and I would enjoy Christmas Eve while ‘stealing a bit of Christmas cheer’ from my stepdad’s well stocked bar. Michael built a fire, and I donned my night clothes. I returned to a roaring fire in the fireplace wearing a pair of gray sweat ...
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