It Was Just A Little Weed

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Kayla stopped by to see how I’ve been. She’s a good kid with her head on straight. She’s my stepdaughter and she kind of missed me as of late. I divorced her mom three months ago. I don’t want to bore you with those details but it wasn’t bad. We just needed space and this seemed to work best for us. It hasn’t been finalized yet but it has been a while since I’ve seen her.Kayla was checking out my place when she found my pipe. I smoke some weed once in a while. I never let Kayla or her mom witness it or even come close to catching me. This legal weed thing still seemed all too weird to me. Kayla laughed about it when I told her that I didn’t want her to know. I worked really hard to keep it secret from her and her mom.She reached in her purse and pulled out this vile. She then dumped some buds out on the table. She told me that she picked this up from the dispensary on the way over. She was going to smoke it when she got home. Since her mother would be at work. It seemed that Kayla was just as good at keeping her love of pot a secret as well.Kayla is at the age now where I can’t tell her what to do. Twenty-one and old enough to drink, vote, and… dare I say… fuck anyone she wants. I wasn’t going to give her the drugs are bad speech. I mean she just found my pipe. Besides she’s a smart kid with bahis siteleri a good attitude and a good grasp of life.She packed a little in my pipe and lit it up. We both took nice long hits. The buzz instantly hit me. My mouth went dry and my legs went numb. I love that feeling when my legs just go totally numb. Lets me know I’ve got a good buzz on.A couple more hits and I was ozone. Kayla laughed, calling me an older stoner. I shared a couple of stories with her about smoking weed back when it was illegal. Seemed at lot more fun back then. The feeling of doing something wrong and getting away with it. That’s when things got a little out of control.I married Addison when Kayla was fifteen. Never being a dad and being dropped into a relationship where I had to help raise a teenage girl put a new spin on life. At times I felt like Kayla hated me for just existing. I always gave her plenty of space. And unlike her mom, who was always in her case about everything, I treated her like a young adult and gave her responsibility.I didn’t know until now how much she appreciated it. Apparently she appreciated it so much she now had her hand on my lap and was getting awfully close to my crotch. She kept looking at me in a weird way. Talking about how she could hear me and her mom having sex. And as she canlı bahis siteleri grew older, she would imagine joining us.Kayla told me she would purposely wear skimpy outfits to tease me. I remember her doing that but just thought it was her being comfortable. She has an amazing body. She’s petite like her mom. About five foot two inches. Slender waist and smaller tits. Not so small you can’t see them. Like tennis ball size. But on a petite girl they fit. Like her mom who’s more baseball sized tits. You can see the stoner here trying to describe tit sizes now.Kayla admitted to me that she was just trying to rile me up. She started telling me that she had this fantasy about me coming home and catching her with her dildo. I’d replace the dildo with my cock and fuck her brains out. Another one of hers was of me punishing her for bad grades. Which would have never happened since she made the honor roll every semester. Like I said, she’s a smart kid with a good heart and head.Now her hand was inches away from my cock. She was flashing her baby blue eyes at me with this little grin. She kept flipping her dark hair back with her free hand. And moving her other hand closer to my crotch every time she did. She was leaning in so close I could see down the front of her yellow tank top.She asked canlı bahis me about a night she heard me spanking her mom. It was after we had this epic argument. Addison had broke a beer mug that I bought in Germany. She threw it at me because she thought I was cheating on her. She heard a partial message from a woman that said she couldn’t wait to see my rod. It was our neighbor that was buying one of my fishing rods off me for her son. She was always talking like that. Addison should have known this since she always complained about it.Kayla wanted to know what happened that night. So I started to tell her. Two nights after the fight, Addison saw my fishing rod and asked what it was for. When I told her that I was selling it to Wendy for her son’s birthday, Addison turned red with embarrassment. She came clean about hearing the message and thought I was cheating on her.That was some of the reaaons why we’ve split up. Addison was always suspicious. Always saying I was cheating on her. Either with other women or with money. It kind of wears on you after a while. I married her to show her that she was the only one for me. I guess I should have thought that through a little more.Kayla seemed to get hot and bothered by my story. She rubbed her knees together when I told her how I put Addison over my knee and smacked her ass until it changed colors. She squeezed my thigh tighter when I got to the part where I had Addison lay down over her pillows. I pulled her panties down and gave her a spanking with the biggest belt I had.

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