Training Step Mom
Nickel Mann
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Copyright, 2013, by Nickel Mann
Smashwords Edition
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this free e-book. You are welcome to share it with your friends.
This book may not be reproduced, copied and distributed for
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My father dumped my mother after 20 years of
marriage; a wife who had worked to support him during law school, a
wife who had acted as his secretary and Para Legal after passing
the bar exams, she who had born my sister Amy and me, Jack Jr. My
mother had ran the household, been a good wife, cook, maid, and
mother. It wasn’t just dumping my mother that made it so bad, he
used his legal skills to leave her with as little as possible.
He had married a “Trophy Wife” as soon as
the divorce was final. Sure, his new wife was younger and sleeker,
in fact, she was a knockout. She was tall and sleek looking; long
shapely legs, a set of slender hips with a tight round bottom,
large breasted. Her long silky flowing hair was always styled to
accent her large blue eyes and fair skin. I would have lusted after
her if I had met her first, or at least until I learned she was
self-centered and a genuine bitch.
I was 16 and Amy was 13 when my father
married his “Trophy Wife.” Our mother insisted on that my sister
and I attend my father’s wedding. Even after all he had done, my
mother still loved him and wanted her children to keep a good
relationship with their father. Tiffany, our new step mother didn’t
want anything to do with her step children. She snubbed and tended
to look down her nose at my sister and me. My sister Amy absolutely
loathed her, my mother never said anything about Tiffany, but my
sister and I knew she would gladly kill her if she had the chance
and a way to get away with the crime.
My father died of a heart attack when I was
19. His will had left trust funds for Amy and me that covered
college expenses, gave us an allowance while in college. And enough
for a starter egg after college. Tiffany got everything else.
My sister and I heard my mother cry at
night, even with all the rotten things Dad had done to her, she
still would have taken him back. She still had their old wedding
and vacation pictures scattered around our small home.
I heard thru friends how Tiffany referred to
my mother as “big old lumpy cow.” I wanted to make her cry like my
mother had cried, I wanted her to hurt and suffer. I waited till I
was 21 and received the rest of my trust fund before I decided to
take some revenge for all the pain she had caused my family.
I began to follow Tiffany around, I learned
she worked out twice a week at a gym, she had her own personal
trainer, went to the hair salon once a week, when her maid came by
to clean, etc. I had a key to my father’s house, he had given one
to my sister and me after they had bought their new home. He wanted
us to drop by and spend time with him and Tiffany.
I entered her home while she was at the gym,
she had never had the locks changed not had she had the alarm code
reset after my father’s death. I searched her house and room very
carefully, making sure anything I moved was set back in the exact
location it was before. I went thru her lingerie, I found a small
slender vibrator in her night stand, I found her birth control
pills and went thru her medicine cabinet.
I shopped for the items I wanted and bagged
them for later use. I told my mother and sister I would be going on
vacation hiking out west, I wouldn’t have a cell phone signal where
I would be camping.
I chose Tuesday as the best time to begin my
project; her maid came in to clean that day and wouldn’t be back
till the following Tuesday. I knew Tiffany would be getting a
manicure and pedicure that day. I took my bag of goodies, a pizza
and let myself in the house. I took care of internal chores first,
disconnecting the phones, etc. I went the laundry room next to
Nickel Mann
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Copyright, 2013, by Nickel Mann
Smashwords Edition
License Notes: Thank you for downloading
this free e-book. You are welcome to share it with your friends.
This book may not be reproduced, copied and distributed for
commercial purposes.
My father dumped my mother after 20 years of
marriage; a wife who had worked to support him during law school, a
wife who had acted as his secretary and Para Legal after passing
the bar exams, she who had born my sister Amy and me, Jack Jr. My
mother had ran the household, been a good wife, cook, maid, and
mother. It wasn’t just dumping my mother that made it so bad, he
used his legal skills to leave her with as little as possible.
He had married a “Trophy Wife” as soon as
the divorce was final. Sure, his new wife was younger and sleeker,
in fact, she was a knockout. She was tall and sleek looking; long
shapely legs, a set of slender hips with a tight round bottom,
large breasted. Her long silky flowing hair was always styled to
accent her large blue eyes and fair skin. I would have lusted after
her if I had met her first, or at least until I learned she was
self-centered and a genuine bitch.
I was 16 and Amy was 13 when my father
married his “Trophy Wife.” Our mother insisted on that my sister
and I attend my father’s wedding. Even after all he had done, my
mother still loved him and wanted her children to keep a good
relationship with their father. Tiffany, our new step mother didn’t
want anything to do with her step children. She snubbed and tended
to look down her nose at my sister and me. My sister Amy absolutely
loathed her, my mother never said anything about Tiffany, but my
sister and I knew she would gladly kill her if she had the chance
and a way to get away with the crime.
My father died of a heart attack when I was
19. His will had left trust funds for Amy and me that covered
college expenses, gave us an allowance while in college. And enough
for a starter egg after college. Tiffany got everything else.
My sister and I heard my mother cry at
night, even with all the rotten things Dad had done to her, she
still would have taken him back. She still had their old wedding
and vacation pictures scattered around our small home.
I heard thru friends how Tiffany referred to
my mother as “big old lumpy cow.” I wanted to make her cry like my
mother had cried, I wanted her to hurt and suffer. I waited till I
was 21 and received the rest of my trust fund before I decided to
take some revenge for all the pain she had caused my family.
I began to follow Tiffany around, I learned
she worked out twice a week at a gym, she had her own personal
trainer, went to the hair salon once a week, when her maid came by
to clean, etc. I had a key to my father’s house, he had given one
to my sister and me after they had bought their new home. He wanted
us to drop by and spend time with him and Tiffany.
I entered her home while she was at the gym,
she had never had the locks changed not had she had the alarm code
reset after my father’s death. I searched her house and room very
carefully, making sure anything I moved was set back in the exact
location it was before. I went thru her lingerie, I found a small
slender vibrator in her night stand, I found her birth control
pills and went thru her medicine cabinet.
I shopped for the items I wanted and bagged
them for later use. I told my mother and sister I would be going on
vacation hiking out west, I wouldn’t have a cell phone signal where
I would be camping.
I chose Tuesday as the best time to begin my
project; her maid came in to clean that day and wouldn’t be back
till the following Tuesday. I knew Tiffany would be getting a
manicure and pedicure that day. I took my bag of goodies, a pizza
and let myself in the house. I took care of internal chores first,
disconnecting the phones, etc. I went the laundry room next to
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