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This fictional story "Gracie's surprise", is about a teenage girl named Gracie and the special relationship she has developed with Steve, her Stepfather. Thanks to the "surprise" Gracie has in store for him, their relationship is about to get even more special ;) ;)


"GRACIE'S SURPRISE"





PART ONE




"Did you get them?" Gracie asks her friend "Of course I did, do I ever let you down?" Gracie smiles and replies "No, you don't. That's why you're my best friend and I was only comfortable asking you for this. You've always been good at keeping secrets as well!!!" (both girls giggle to each other as Gracie grabs the pill bottle from her friend Jamie and puts it in her bookbag) "Why do you suddenly need these anyway?" asks her friend "Come on Jamie, you don't know? What do we both look forward to every year and its coming around in about a week from now?" They both start laughing, smile at each other and reply in unison "HALLOWEEN PARTIES!!!!!" (heads turn in the school hallway) "You know I can't wait girl!!!" Gracie exclaims "This year I wanted to make sure to be extra safe. Did you see how many older guys were at these parties with us last year? And this only comes around once a year, so....."

Jamie looks at her friend with a deviant smile and replies, "You're so bad. You're always texting my big sister to get you liquor almost every weekend, even on school nights sometimes and now this! But that's why I love you girl. You'll always be my best friend. And you know me, I'm kind of like your partner in crime as well, right?" Gracie replies, "Yeah, I know you are babe. That's why we're going to have a blast together next week. (they trade high-fives and a quick hug) "You know you should be playing it safe as well. So why don't we split the bottle, there's 30 pills in here correct?" Jamie replies, "Yeah, I guess you're right. But don't worry, keep that bottle for yourself. I can just ask my sister if she can get more. Knowing you, you'll be going through that whole bottle on your own in no time", Jamie laughs "And please, be grateful that I have the kind of big sis that is free spirited and the party girl type like you, or none of this would even be possible."......"Ohhhh, I'm verrrrry grateful, don't worry about that"

"Oh, before I forget. Did you go online to check and see how far in advance we have to take these?" Gracie asks. "Yeah, I checked into it. It says 5 days, but preferably a week in advance and their should be no worries." (bell starts ringing in the hallway) "Thank you Jamie! And thank your sis for me when you get home later. I appreciate the both of you like you'll never know. I'll text you later, ok?"


(both girls scurry to their classrooms)



"Class, please be seated. Everyone! Please!!?? That means you too Mr. Timmy!!!" (Timmy sits down, while blowing raspberry's, imitating flatulence, making the class laugh out loud) "Thank you Timmy!!! And thank you for reminding us that it was hot dogs and beans for lunch today in the cafeteria!" says Mrs. Jamison. (more laughs from her class) Mrs. Jamison was the "cool teacher" type Gracie thought to herself. She always keeps the atmosphere upbeat and lighthearted. She isn't afraid to joke around with her history class.

"So who wants to come up to the front first and give us their oral report on the history of the United States presidency today guys? And no, the propaganda that you are all learning on TV from the media on our current election is not welcome here. Our class is about the great history of our country's past, not our crumbling future (the class seems to chuckle a bit in total agreement) Any volunteers? Anyone other then Timmy of course!" (the class laughs as Timmy blows another quick raspberry at his teacher) "I'll do it." Gracie volunteers. "Ok Grace, sounds good. Whenever you are ready sweety." Mrs. Jamison always liked to call her Grace, instead of Gracie for some reason. It must be an adult thing. Her mother and Stepfather do the same sometimes.

Gracie grabbed her notebook off her desk and made her way to the front of the class. After a few seconds or so, she started to introduce her report, but stalled after a few mins. "Is everything ok Grace?" asked Mrs. Jamison. "Yes, I'm fine. Can I just go to my bookbag real quick Mrs. J? I forgot to take my anti-biotic at lunch."........."Of course you can, go ahead honey. And how have you been feeling by the way? You almost missed a full week of school. I heard you were very sick last week" asks Mrs. Jamison "Oh, I've been fine, the anti-biotic seems to be taking care of it."....."Well I'm glad to hear that my dear. We were all worried about you ya know? Take your time, do your thing, then please come back up and give us your report, ok?"


(Little did Mrs. Jamison, or the rest of her classmates know, that Gracie wasn't sick one bit a week ago. She was reported off from school by her Stepfather for the week. Her mother volunteered to take Gracie's brother on a tour of the not-so-local colleges to help plan his future, while Gracie's Stepfather was supposed to be working all week. Like her best friend implied earlier, Gracie is a very bad girl. The naughty, party girl type, even at her young age. Steve was no different and it seemed even though they were not blood related, they were definitely cut from the same cloth.)


Gracie went into her backpack, grabbed the bottle her friend gave her and took one of the pills out, along with a bottle of water she had tucked away in a side pocket. After she took the pill and washed it down with a swig, she looked at the bottle as she securely twisted the cap back into place and read the label.
(PENOHARBITRAL: as given for birth control 100MG) It all started to register in her naughty mind. She bit her lip in an erotic kind of way, as crude thoughts entered her mind. She stood there reminiscing about her "reported out sick" days alone at home with her Stepfather. And how these pills in her backpack, the favor from her best friend, were all part of Gracie's surprise that she has in store for him. "For Halloween parties my ass!!!" Gracie thought to herself.

(Doing all this in front of her class at school was all premeditated by this naughty minx as well. Sometimes she cannot help her dirty mind and she needs to act on it. Not only did she want to get started on the birth control ASAP, but the thought was kind of erotic that her affair with her own Stepfather was kind of on display at school, in front of her own classmates and teacher. But obviously in a very discreet and indirect way that they would never think in a million years. It turned her on immensely in the moment. Being risque at school)


"Grace, are you ok?" yelled Mrs. Jamison "Yes, of course, I'm sorry." replied Gracie "It seems like you were in some sort of trance there young lady, are you sure you are feeling ok?"....."Yes Mrs. J, I'm sorry, I'm feeling ok. As a matter of fact, I've never felt better!!!" smiled Gracie, with a deviant look in her eye and dirty thoughts still invading her mind. After a few seconds, Gracie returned up front to finish giving her report and sat back down. As time passed, seven other students followed suit giving their reports. Like most standard school days, with all eyes glued on and off the clock for the last 6 hours, the final bell eventually started ringing in all the classrooms, signifying the end of another typical day.





(home is where we leave our pictures to hang)





The front door of the house slams shut, like it was closed by a petrified girl, who had been running for 20 blocks to escape a crazy stalker, like straight out of a popular Halloween movie. The family pictures mounted carefully on the wall rattled from the shockwave. Luckily they stayed in place and none them came tumbling down. "I told you a million times, do you have to slam the door shut like that every time you come home??!! You want the whole neighborhood to know you have arrived, don't you?" exclaimed Gracie's mother, Elizabeth "I'm sorry Mom, I'm just in a good mood today and I'm starting to get my energy back. I was very sick when you were away looking at schools with Mike" Gracie replied "Yes, I know you were honey. Your father said you had close to a 103 degree temperature and that you were burning up right in his arms." Gracie giggled to herself

"Are you sure you're feeling better and we don't have to follow up with the Dr.?"......"No, I'm good Mom. Like I said, my energy is almost back to 100% and I'm already starting to get excited for Halloween next week!!"......"Well that's good honey. I know how much you always look forward to Halloween and spending it with Jamie. I know I say this every year, but you have to be caref......" (Gracie cuts her off and finishes the sentence for her caring mother) "Careful at those parties and be responsible! Yes, I know Mom. We go through this every year and have I ever got into any trouble before, ever!?" Right before Liz gets a chance to reply, the front door of the home slams shut like a monsoon hit it once again. Rattling every piece of wall decor hanging in a 10 mile radius "Hey everyone!!!!"


(Gracie's Stepfather Steve has just walked in from work)

(Steve has been in Gracie's life as a father figure almost since birth. Gracie's real father passed away shortly after she was born. Her mother re-married to Steve a few years after his passing. Steve was a long time friend of Gracie's dad. Her mother already felt comfortable with him, so it all kind of made sense and fell into place like it was meant to be)



"Hey Dad!!!" Gracie calls out immediately. "What the hell is a matter with all of you? Am I living with a bunch of a****ls? Why does everyone slam the door shut like they're trying to break it off the hinges every time they come home?" yells Elizabeth from the kitchen (Gracie and Steve just sit there looking at each other, unresponsive while shaking their heads) "I'm going out to the grocery store for some things to cook for dinner. Steve, can you please come to the kitchen and help me make a list of everything we need around here?"......."Sure honey, I'll be right there"


(Gracie grabs her backpack off the ground, they both smile at each other and she ascends up the stairs heading to her bedroom. Steve has his eyes glued to his Stepdaughters body every step she makes up the staircase. The smile they gave each other was a like a code, a special communication that only they understood. They were very discreet when handling their affair and had their own special way of saying things with body language, that only they understood)


Gracie knew her Stepfather was watching her ascend onto the 2nd floor of the house. Gracie wasn't a cheerleader, but her body could be classified as such. She was more of the party-girl type, but dressed like a cheerleader. She always wore leggings, almost year round. She claimed they were ultra comfortable, but she also knew they drove her Stepfather crazy. As Steve's eyes followed her, he couldn't take his eyes off her incredible ass in those black leggings. She was petite in height standing only 5'1, but had very nice curves on her bottom. Her ass wasn't ultra curvy or Milf-like for her age. It was more "tight with curves" but still very much looked like the back end of a teenage girl. Her stomach was flat (hence "cheerleader type body") and she had smaller, perky type tits that fit her teen figure and adorable, but deviant looking face perfectly.


"Are you gonna help me or what?" barked Elizabeth "Sorry hun, uhh yes, I'm uhhhhhh, coming now. I apologize" Steve replied and headed into the kitchen to help with the shopping list. Gracie's mother was no slouch in the looks department herself for a 50yo woman. She took care of herself considering her age. However, since she became widowed, she could have an edge at times and get nasty about trivial things (like the way people shut the front door to the house) Steve still loved her though and felt her pain after she lost her husband. He felt that same pain, because her loss was also his friend.

Was it Liz's edge and attitude that made Steve feel liberated when he was with her more free spirited, carefree daughter while practicing their affair? Or was it just a matter of the simple fact that most middle aged men have a weakness for hot teenage girls, who have Daddy issues? Who wouldn't feel liberated by that? Steve rarely questioned "why?" at this point. They both gave in long ago. His affair with his Stepdaughter is so far advanced at this stage, that they're both lost in the insatiable desire for each other. When an opportunity arises they always try to at least fool around, or be playful. To put things quite bluntly, Steve really can't get enough of his Stepdaughter and she can't seem to get enough of him. But there are restrictions due to their environment. There are rules that they set in place that have to be followed and respected. Relationships could be ruined if anyone were to found out and including the end of their special affair together.

As Steve hastily helps his wife make her shopping list to get her out of the house, he only has one thing on his mind. The code for "meet me upstairs after mom leaves" was already passed between him and his Stepdaughter, at the very moment Elizabeth announced she was going to be leaving them alone to go shopping. Gracie lays upstairs in her bed, just texting around on her cell phone, waiting. Wearing the same clothes she had on at school, knowing that her Stepfather has a weakness for that ass of hers in leggings. She lays there wondering to herself what may unfold when her mother leaves and if there will even be enough time to do anything "good". She also wishes that she asked Jamie for the birth control favor much sooner. She still has to be careful all week, until the pills have time to kick in and give her peace of mind. She knows it will all work out. And the surprise she has in store for her Stepfather will be worth wait and will take patience.

She starts to anxiously await his arrival, aching to hear what the situation is for their sudden opportunity for "play time". Did he purposely try and make the shopping list much larger then it has to be, so she would be gone longer? It wouldn't be the first time for that. As a matter of fact, that was originally an idea Gracie came up with.

Her mother calls out from downstairs "Gracie, I'm going to the store. Be sure to work on your homework and have the table set for dinner by the time I get home, ok?" Gracie replies "Sure mom, no problem. I'll be needing Dad upstairs to help me with my homework and then we'll be doing it on the table after!!!!" Gracie purposely replied in a naughty manner, as erotic thoughts start flooding her mind. She knew her mother would just write that off as not hearing her correctly, if she even heard it at all. Gracie's bedroom is all the way upstairs at the end of the hall. A little risk at public naughtiness can add to the excitement. That's what a naughty teenage minx does. It was always so easy for her to seduce her Stepfather with that mind of hers.


Gracie hears the front door shut, followed by steps coming up the staircase only but 1 second after her mother departs. Her Stepfather must be burning with desire, she thinks to herself. She puts her phone on silent, throws it on the bed and stands beside it, towards the middle of the room, ready and waiting. Her father knocks on the door, waits a few seconds, then enters. "You never have to knock Daddy, I told you that a million times!! Especially when we are alone." The sound of his teenage Stepdaughter saying that to him makes his cock start to stand up a little further. The blood was already flowing down there when he was helping his wife put together the shopping list. They both just stand there gazing at each other. Steve, with a serious look on his face, like an insatiable b**st filled with sexual hunger. A hunger that only his Stepdaughters teenage pussy can fulfill. And Gracie, in her tight black leggings, short but non-revealing t-shirt, starring at him with those deviant and erotic eyes, biting her lip the moment she confirms to herself that she has him hypnotized. She goes from innocently biting the lower corner of her bottom lip with a couple of teeth, to letting out a sigh of angst and anticipation. Opening wide to take her whole bottom lip into her mouth, biting down on it, in such an erotic and sexy way that it instantly lit a fire inside Steve. He's done hesitating, she gave him her signal, he rushes in.......


He immediately grabs her ass with both hands and pulls her into him, kissing her passionately, sliding his tongue down her throat. She always tasted so sweet to kiss and even sweeter when tasting her between her legs. Both still standing upright, but rocking back and forth with each other in unison. Heavy breathing, followed by quiet but eager moans of passion. Their tongues dance around each others mouths like a French kissing opera. An opera that seemed much too forbidden for a Stepfather and his Stepdaughter to be playing out in her pink bedroom. His hands DO NOT leave her ass for one second, as he pulls her in closer, tongue kissing her deep, then breaking off to suck on her neck. He's very careful not to leave her with a hickey or any kind of evidence. His cock is now fully erect from the excitement of making out with his own Stepdaughter.

Her bedroom smelling like the girls locker room at school arouses him further. The natural fragrance of pheromones, ovulation, hormones and a school full of teen pussy would make any mans cock stand straight up in the air. Her perk nipples are stimulated from the friction of rubbing all over his body as they sway back and forth, making out with each other.

(They're both aroused beyond comprehension. Because what is so wrong, feels so good to these two. That is truly what's at the epicenter of their burning desire for each other. If it was acceptable, it wouldn't be nearly as hot and erotic)

Both his hands have now made their way inside her leggings, all over the flesh of her backside. One hand squeezing one of her tight young buns and the other trying desperately to weave and fight its way past the clothing that stands between his fingers and her sweet pussy. He bends his legs down at the knees, while holding onto her ass for dear life, giving her the cue that he wants to pull her up onto him, holding her up right there in her bedroom. She accepts his invitation and helps by slightly jumping up, wrapping her legs around his torso as he props her up onto him. With her chest now at face level, his mouth makes its way underneath her shirt and finds one of her perky tits. He sucks fiercely on her nipple as his fingers finally break through the unintended chastity of her clothing, slipping his fingers into her wet pussy, driving her wild with even more arousal.

She slides down off of his body and walks behind him, sliding her hand into his pants from behind. She grabs his rock-hard cock and starts to stroke his shaft, occasionally reaching down low to massage his balls. After only 10 seconds or so of having his hard-on in her hand, she cries to him "Oh my God Daddy, I need you to fuck me so fucking bad!!!!! Please tell me you did the list thing. Did you make the long list, you know? The long list of things Dad!??" She can barely use proper phrasing, she's burning with so much desire. She isn't making a bit of sense to him. "What are you talking about?" He replies "Oh god, the list thing Dad?! Did you make the shopping list extra long so we would have enough time together??!!!" Caught up in his own passion and burning desire, but a tad bit tamed by the facts of the current situation, he replies to her in a slightly sad tone. "I don't think its long enough honey. I'm worried we won't have much time. I wasn't even sure if I should come up to you, but I can't help myself. I'm so drawn to you, especially when there's nobody around."


Not wanting to accept it for what it is, she tries to reason with him. Her burning teenage hormones are obviously controlling her thought process. "I don't care, I'm burning for you. I need you to fuck me. Please tell me you'll MAKE THE TIME. Please!!!! FUCK????!!!!!" She starts getting the impression that he won't budge and is too paranoid this evening. He would never want this affair to end over a mistake of misjudging time. So in a desperate attempt to coax him into giving up to his and her desires, she starts talking very dirty to him. Totally uncharacteristic for her usual self, but not surprising because she was always skilled at the art of seduction.

She cries to him...."I need your hard cock inside me Daddy. Don't you want your daughters tight teenage pussy bouncing on your cock??? I know you love my pussy, because I'm your daughter and I'm still just a teenager Daddy." Then she gets down on the floor, pulling her leggings all the way up, knowing he has a weakness for her perfect ass in those tight leggings of hers. About a foot away from his crotch, she goes face down, while propping her delightful ass high up in the air. A sight to behold and a display of sexual teenage eroticism that very few middle aged men get to experience right in front of them. "I know you love my tight teenage ass in my leggings Daddy. You know you want to fuck my schoolgirl pussy doggy style Daddy" She keeps going on and on, hell bent on making him give in. Talking so filthy and dirty, that you could almost smell the foul of her words.
Her uncharacteristic raunchiness has his mind slipping into sexual oblivion. That is her intent after all. He is mesmerized....how did his sweet little girl learn such crude, racy talk? He never knew she was even capable of thinking such phrases to throw at him. Then she says something to him that would be guaranteed to make him give in, regardless of how much time they have. "If you fuck me right here Daddy, I won't make you use a condom like usual and I'll even let you cum inside my pussy!!!!!" Her Stepfathers eyes light up, as even more blood starts to spill into his throbbing cock. She has clearly lost all rationale and thinking. She knows in the back of her mind that this is way too risky and that her birth control isn't even close to protecting her yet. Her insatiable lust has made her careless in this moment and she really doesn't seem to care.


(Fucking her with no condom has always been forbidden. Labeled, as way too risky and foolish. They both made an agreement on this ages ago, when their affair first started)


After her last statement, she heard his moans and could sense that maybe she was about to break him. So she pulled her leggings down and propped her ass up even higher in the air before saying "Fuck me right here Daddy. Slide your bare cock into my pussy and cum inside me!!! Come On!!! What are you WAITING FOR??!!"......."No Gracie, NO!!!!!!"........."Fuck! Daddyyyeeeee!!!!!"......."Oh God. Grace!!???"....."Come on Daddy!! FUCK!!! FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

He couldn't take it anymore. That was the last statement he had to hear, before he finally snapped like a matchstick. She knew how to break her Stepfather down. She's guilty as sin of seduction in the 3rd degree. Like a wild a****l, grunting and breathing as heavy as can be, he grabbed her hips and pulled her in close. She pulled her leggings almost all the way off and propped her ass up in front of him, while he slid his pants down enough to make his cock more then capable of giving her sex. They remained half clothed and always knew how to be cautious in case the unthinkable arrived back home to bust them in the moment.


Moaning, breathing heavier and talking in a primal tone like a man possessed he says to her "Fuck Gracie, what are you doing to me, huh??? You need to get fucked real bad?? Huh?? So bad, that you're gonna make me do what's forbidden now aren't you??? But now, you got me needing your pussy Gracie girl. I need it so bad I can taste it in my mouth. I'm gonna pound your little teenage pussy right here in your bedroom!!! (as he mouths all this off to her, she starts moving her ass and hips up and down, imitating the motion of riding a cock, kind of like twerking. This just sets him on fire even more) "Ohhhh, fuck yeah baby. Shake that teenage ass for your father!!!!" He grabs her hip with with his right hand, and his hard cock in the other, placing the head of his erect penis at the entrance of her pussy, pushing the head slightly inside her so he can remove his hand to place it on her other hip.

He finally has her! It's just him and his Stepdaughter in her bedroom alone. With his hands on her hips, the tip of his cock is kissing the entrance of her hole, ready to enter her pussy. Gracie yells out impatiently "FUCKKKKK MEEEEE!!!!!!" This sets him on fire. He lets out a loud moan in a primal tone, gripping her hips in his hands like a vice and rams his hard cock straight into his Stepdaughters pussy as hard and fast as he can, impaling it all the way inside her. The sound of their flesh clapping is erotic as her tight ass pops into his pelvis. With his vice grip still around her hips, he pulls all the way out of her pussy and pounds it back in, holding it deep inside her this time and not pulling out. He can't quite feel his cock touch her cervix, but he is as deep inside her as can be. He moans in pleasure as his hard shaft sits inside his Stepdaughter's pussy, leaning his head back looking up at the ceiling of her bedroom, starring off into oblivion. He has become one with her now, as he kneels behind her, with his hard cock inside her most private of parts that she offered to him.

She tries to buck her hips around a little bit, to give him the cue that she wants him to start shafting her pussy. This girl wants to fuck, there's no doubt about it. But for the time being, he has other ideas.
He is in another world deep inside her. He can't get over the fact that just a little while ago, he was making a grocery list with her mother downstairs. And now, after her mom left to go shopping for them, he is upstairs with his hard cock buried deep inside her daughters teenage pussy. And she was begging him for it too. Their affair is not new, but it never, ever seems to get old or less exciting. These thoughts along with the feeling of his hard shaft inside her start to make his body tingle and go numb with pleasure.


He pulls her off his shaft slowly, almost totally exiting her, only to pop his cock back deep inside her again, holding it in deep. "There's nothing better then the feeling of being deep inside your pussy sweety!" he says. "Mmmm, I love the way you feel inside me. But we're running out of time and I need you to FUCK ME!" she replies in a bossy tone. "Ohhhh fuck, Gracie!!!!" he moans to her, as her words seemed to prime an explosion inside of him that wasn't there a few minutes ago. He finally starts fucking her, thrusting his hard cock deep inside her pussy, in and out. The feeling of her tight teen pussy sucking on his cock, as he pulls her on and off his hard shaft by her hips, makes his eyes roll into the back of his head in pleasure. Once again, he tilts his head back as he fucks her, starring up at the ceiling of her bedroom like there's a mirage of pure pleasure painted up there and a great divide that awaits them both. He knows he won't last long, after all this buildup and tension that's happened.


"Do you want me to talk real dirty for you?" Speechless, he doesn't respond, but gives out a loud moan of pleasure. That's all she needed to hear. "Fuck me Daddy! Fuck my little teenie pussy with your hard cock!" Steve's toes begin to curl at the sound of this. And he starts to shaft her pussy faster, harder. "That's it Daddy, fuck your little girls teen pussy!!!!" Steve yells out very loudly, "Oh, fuck Grace, fuck your pussy!!!!!"

(He purposely said that as loud as he could. Being in this erotic moment with his Stepdaughter made him feel proud in a way that made him risque to the point that he almost wanted his neighbors to hear him. He wanted them to know that something very hot between him and his Stepdaughter was going on right next door to them)

Gracie starts to sense that Steve is close to cumming and she says, "Doesn't it feel good to be fucking your teenage daughter without a condom Daddy????" Her statement resonates with him on a subconscious level for some reason, strangely bringing him to his senses for a bit. He starts to slow down a tad. Gracie thinks to herself that he just wants to make it last longer with her. She has no conception of how much time has passed, nor does she care.

However, something strange starts to come over Steve. Pulling him slightly back to reality from his sexual trance. Little by little, a small ripple of paranoia slowly starts to build inside him. Eventually turning into a wave of fear. As he continues pleasuring her with his cock, his mind starts to race a little, questions arising in his mind. "My Stepdaughter, she knows exactly how to seduce me, doesn't she? Not that I'm complaining lol" he thinks to himself. Then a wave of moral awakening starts to invade his mind. Along with more questions. "Should we just continue and enjoy the moment, pull out when I'm ready and cum all over her ass?"........."Oh my god, my pre-cum. We were both quite excited before I even.....????"........"Forget the pre-cum, did I even slip up a little bit when she was talking so dirty to me?" He heard enough of his paranoia asking all the wrong questions. He was distracted now and pulled out of her.

Not to be mistaken, his cock was still rock hard and he wished he could finish so bad, but the consequence of being caught means that their affair would be over forever. "Do both of us really want this to end???" He thinks to himself. "Isn't that much worse then not being able finish here in this moment? Gracie, carrying my baby, if we're not careful???" The thought of that mortified him. He needed a minute to get a grip.


"Fuck, why did you stop?" Gracie exclaimed. "Honey, I??? Ugggh, the time!! I don't know if....." That's all Steve got to say, before she interrupted him. "Dad???" Gracie replied. They both kneeled there starring at each other for a few seconds. She got up real fast, with a smirk on her face, turned around and took his still erect cock into her mouth. Bobbing her head up and down on his shaft. Steve moaned loudly in pleasure. "Ohhh God, Gracie girl!!???" He didn't know if she wanted him to cum for her, or if this was another one of her devious plans to seduce him so they could continue further. There were no worries for him with his cock in her mouth, like there were when its inside her pussy without any protection. So after a minute or so of Gracie working her mouth on his cock, he gave in and laid himself flat out on his back in her bedroom. Putting his hands behind his head. As he lay there, Gracie sat beside him, running her tongue up and down the shaft of his cock, with an occasional frenulum tease. Then she would bob up and down again like she wanted him to pop inside her mouth.

But of course before anyone could experience any kind of closure this evening, they heard something from downstairs!!! They both knew the drill, they've been over it a million times. If they're in the middle of their affair, any sound from downstairs is considered a five-alarm-fire. No matter how much they're into the moment, no questions are asked, the drill starts like clockwork. They both put on their clothes as fast as possible. One of them leaves the room first, the other one to follow a few minutes later.


"Stay here, I'll go first and check it out" Steve says. He heads downstairs to see if his wife is back, or what that noise they heard could have possibly been. As he peers downstairs from up high, he sees and hears nothing. He heads down the staircase further to gain a better vantage point. He looks around and sees one of the pictures that is usually mounted by the front door, is off the wall and laying on the floor right there in the foyer. He breathes a sigh of relief, laughing out loud to himself. Gracie follows a few minutes later to see what's going on. "So what's up? And what is so funny???" she asks. Imitating her mothers voice he points to the picture on the floor and says "Haven't I told you a million times not to slam the door shut when you come home, like a bunch of a****ls???" They both laugh and Gracie says "Are you fucking k**ding me, that's what broke us up?".........."Maybe your mother has a point about the door?" Steve said to Gracie "It must have been hanging onto the wall by a thread for days after all the door slamming we do around here. Waiting for the perfect time to fall and interrupt something special!!!!" Gracie just looks at him, shaking her head with a smirk on her face.


As they both stand there, Elizabeth comes walking through the door, holding bags of groceries. "What's up guys? What are you two doing, just standing there on the stairs? And what's that look you're both giving me?" Gracie thinks fast and speaks up "We're just making sure that you don't slam the front door shut like a crazy person, Mom!!!!!!"..........."Well hah hah hah, real funny guys. You two making fun of me and my rules? And what's this picture doing on the floor right here in foyer? Nobody can pick this up, you just walk right over it?" Elizabeth picks up the picture to inspect it, with the intent to hang it back up on the wall. But after a few seconds she peers at Gracie and her Stepfather with a slightly angry look in her eye. "Is this some kind of joke you two are playing with me here?" Steve replies, "What are you talking about?"........"The picture laying on the floor is of me. Did you guys purposely put this here, as part of your "don't slam the door mom" gag??? Real funny you two!!!" Liz hangs the picture back up on the wall and heads to the kitchen while giving them a sarcastic look. "You two, get ready for dinner now ok? And why isn't the table set???"



Gracie and her Stepfather just stood there, looking at each other for a few minutes. They Gracie finally speaks up "What are the chances?" Gracie asks "Of what? The picture that fell off the wall by itself, breaking up our time, happened to be of your mother of all people?" Steve replies in an instant "Uhhhhh, Yeah!! There's like 12 other pictures on the wall over there that could have fallen."........"Hmmmm, I don't know? But it's fun to think about, isn't it?" he replies. He gently brushes his hand across Gracie's stomach and says "Maybe that happening did us a favor? Like a sign. Or maybe it reminded us to never get careless again?" He raises his eyebrow at her and he can tell by the look on her face that she concurs "Come on Gracie girl, lets go eat, shall we?" he says to her, putting his arm around her, as they head towards the kitchen.

"Do you believe in ghosts?"........."Ha, not funny!"........."Do you believe in Karma?"........"Of course!!!"......"Do you believe in just ordering pizza?" They both laugh together "Do you believe in..............


(The questions and laughs continue between Gracie and her Stepfather, as they head in to help Elizabeth out with dinner. Becoming more and more faint in volume as they make their way further into the kitchen, eventually fading away entirely into the evening)




END OF PART ONE









If you enjoyed, please look out for "Gracie's Surprise: Part Two" Which will be up before you know it. This will be a multipart series....... When does Steve find out that Gracie has a surprise in store for him? When will she ever have a chance to properly give this to him? Where has her brother Mike been all this time? And is there anything behind that certain picture falling off the wall?