Stepmother

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I was 18 when my father married again, he was 59 and she was 27. She was quiet and timid and my father overbearing. My father is a know all and is rarely right in his views, but to me he was very attentive as I held the wealth inherited from my late mother. My father could play the Richman he projected as long as he didn't annoy my guardian too much, he held the purse strings. Till I was 21 that is, my mother's old family (old school) lawyer and he could cut off my father's allowance if he wanted too. Had done it once for a month and my father didn't want to risk it again. Hoping to keep in sweet with me he was always on his best behavior when I was around. But I saw how he treated his new wife, that wasn't doing him any favors in my mind. But I said nothing, his marry relations weren't any concern of my guardian's either. My father overindulges in smoking, drinking, drugs and gambling. As a result, he wasn't very healthy and after I turned 20, he had his first heart attack, ignored doctor's advice and several months later another heart attack. He survived and warned the next one would fatal if he didn't follow doctor's orders. He of course never been to medical school knew better than any heart specialist. So, he didn't change, karma struck on my 21st birthday (2019), he thought all restrictions on him by guardian would be lifted by me. But instead, he had a massive heart attack and was dead before any medical help could arrive. His wife now widowed thought she might be thrown on the streets as I'd been indifferent towards her mostly. But I really liked her and wouldn't do that to her, even if my father hadn't died. I might've thrown him out not her, I'd no plans for her at the time. But after the funeral and I was living near the college I was attending in an apartment. I'd received a great offer for the family home, it held no special interest to me, so I sold it. My stepmother I moved in with me, no other reason than giving her a place to live. I did date and done okay I think but no one special yet. We lived together and sometime went out to dinner and concerts together, she didn't date herself. In 2020 with the pandemic started and lockdown, we were together 24/7 and became lovers mainly out of my boredom I believe. I made a move on her and she let me do what I wanted. By the time the lockdown was lifted she was pregnant to me, by my choice not hers. I told her I'd decided to start a family and had chosen her to provide it. She went along with my decision and got pregnant with our son; I married her after the lockdown was over in a small civil ceremony. Now years later we've 4 children two boys and twin girls. I believe she is happier married to me than my late father and is lot more outgoing than she was before.
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2025-03-23
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