Chapter 3 - A stepsister

Fredrick's POV

I was sitting in the sitting room, watching TV when my dad came in. He sat down next to me, and I could tell by the look on his face that he had something important to say.

"I have some news, son," he announced, his tone serious as he stared long at me. "I'm getting married."

I sat up, my interest piqued. "You're getting married?" I said, my left brow furrowing immediately in surprise. "To whom?"

The sides of his face creased into a warm smile and I could see the love reflected in his eyes. "To Mary," he said in a cheerful tone. My father told me about the arranged dinner part. He had arranged the party so that my soon-to-be stepmom's daughter would get to know more about us before the marriage.

"That's a great idea, Dad," I said. "I'd love to get to know my future stepsister before the wedding. It'll make things easier, I think."

I was a little bit nervous about the dinner party, but I knew it was important to my dad. And I did want to get to know my future stepsister. After all, she was going to be part of my life from now on.

"I'm glad you're open to the idea," my dad responded, smiling. "Mary's daughter is a little shy, so I hope you'll be patient with her."

It was on the dinner party day, and I was excited to meet my soon-to-be sister. I wore my best clothes to look good, I put on my best shirt and pants, wanting to make a good impression on my future stepsister. I had no idea what she was like, but I wanted to make sure she felt comfortable around me. I knew it could be awkward, meeting a stranger like this, so I wanted to do everything I could to make her feel at ease.

I knew I couldn't go to the dinner party without seeing my girlfriend Sophia first. She was my girlfriend, and I wanted to tell her about my dad's news in person. I walked over to her house, my heart bouncing with every warmth of joy as I couldn't wait to have her in my arms once again.

I knocked once on the door and Sophia opened it, with a beautiful smile plastered on her face. "Hey, sweetie," she pulled me into a hug. "What's up?"

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. "There's something I need to tell you." We headed to our favourite spot, a little hotel downtown that we called "T and J." We had been going there for a while, ever since we first started dating. It was a quiet, cosy place, and we loved spending time there.

As we sat down at our usual table, I took a deep breath and looked Sophia in the eyes. "My dad is getting married," I informed her, my eyes flickering across her face, as I tried to brace myself for her reaction.

She looked surprised, but not upset. "Wow," she exclaimed, a smile slowly forming on her face. "That's big news.

"And...." I paused, my heart pounding heavily in my chest. "His new wife has a daughter, and she'll be my stepsister."

Sophia's eyes widened with a pure look of surprise washing over her face. "Wow," she exclaimed again, processing the news. "That's going to be a big change for you."

I nodded, feeling a little bit overwhelmed. "I know right? I'm a little nervous about it, to be honest. I've never had a sibling and I don't know how we would relate because we are not even born of the same mother nor the same father."

Sophia reached across the table and took my hand in hers. "It's going to be okay," she assured, her eyes full of love and support.

We headed up to the hotel room, and the nervousness I felt slowly started to dissipate. Sophia always had a way of making me feel calm and relaxed. I knew that no matter what happened at my dad's wedding, she would be there for me. We sat down on the bed, and I looked at her, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over me. "Thank you for always being there for me," I appreciated, my voice full of emotion.

Sophia smiled and squeezed my hand softly. "You know I'll always be here for you," she said.

I planted a soft kiss on her tender lips, wrapping her up in a warm embrace.

"You smell good, wanna get nasty?" I asked.

"At your service." She replied, with a broad smile on her face.

I laid her on the bed, my hands running through her hair as I claimed her mouth in a soul-tangling kiss. We pulled away from each other, and we panted heavily, and I watched as she removed her clothes, revealing her two little standing soft peaches. My face immediately brightened as I stared at the little mountain of joy before me, making me gulp down my saliva, I circled my left hand around her face and brought her closer to me before I took one nipple in my mouth while the other hand squeezed her right breast as though I was trying to knead a dough.

"Fre....drick I want that dick." She moaned softly, her breathing shallowed as she leaned more into me.

I slid my hands down to her pussy and my dick hardened because of how fucking wet she was. I slipped my lower lip into my mouth as the scenario of me sucking her dry came into view

"I need you inside of me, I want you." She cried, causing me to chuckle at her reaction. I loved the fact that she wanted me as badly as I wanted her.

"I'm all yours baby," I replied, as I started hitting her slowly and then increasing my pace to match her desires. And that was it, we successfully got nasty and I left for the dinner party.

I went back home and my dad went to the dinner party venue.

We arrived at the restaurant early, wanting to make sure everything was set up perfectly. I paced around the room, trying to calm my nerves. I couldn't help but feel a little bit anxious about the whole thing.

As we pulled up to the restaurant, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. I didn't know what to expect from my future stepmother and stepsister. I had only met my dad's girlfriend once, and I never knew she had a daughter until recently. She had seemed nice enough, but it was hard to tell how things would be once we were living together.

My jaw dropped as I saw who had just walked through the door. It was Joan, the girl who had rejected me at the school dance. The girl who had made me feel like I wasn't good enough. The girl who had broken my heart and my dad introduced her as my stepsister. She was going to be my stepsister?

I felt my heart pounding in my chest, and I could feel the blood rushing to my face. Should I make a scene? Or should I try to be polite and pretend like nothing had happened between us?