I remembered telling my mother all the time how much I wanted my stepfather gone, but that didn't stop her from marrying him only a year later. But over the years no matter how badly I treated him, and no matter how much I wanted to hate him, he was actually a pretty decent guy.

One day I went into their bedroom looking for my mother and happened to see Nate just as he was getting out of the shower. Luckily he didn't see me, but I sure as hell saw everything the good lord gave him, and my god was he generous. I froze in place, my eyes wide with shock. My breath caught in my throat, and an inexplicable heat surged through me, making my fingertips tingle. It was as if time had momentarily stopped, trapping me in this surreal moment where everything I thought I knew was suddenly upended. My skin prickled, a confusing mixture of embarrassment and something far more unsettling creeping up my spine. The man I had always regarded as a part of my family in a distant way suddenly seemed like a complete stranger. His presence, which had once been so ordinary, now filled me with a strange mix of embarrassment and intrigue. I quickly backed out of the room, my heart pounding in my chest, and I couldn't get the image out of my head for the rest of the day.

His body looked hard as a rock and as toned as a model. I couldn't believe I'd never noticed just how fit and attractive he was before.

I'd never really noticed him working out, but with a body like that he had to have hit the gym several times a week. But of course it wasn't just his amazing physique that had my body reacting. My eyes automatically had trailed their way down to his exposed cock, and my god it was huge!

After taking in every inch of his impressive attributes, I slowly backed out of the room. My heart was pounding in my chest and my body flushed hot with a tingling sensation growing between my legs. I'd been with a few guys on the football team, but none of them were anywhere near the size that Nate was, and he hadn't even been erect!

I knew it seemed shallow of me, but in that one instance everything changed. I no longer saw Nate the same, and I suddenly stopped treating him like the person who'd ruined my life. I now saw him in a new light, and saw him as a man. An incredibly hot man that I now couldn't stop thinking about!

One day, I was in the living room watching T.V, and I heard Nate surprising my mother with a trip to go with him on some sort of camping trip in the mountains.

It was close to winter now and there was something Nate liked

about being in the woods on the first snow fall. He always said it was one of his favorite things to do. I heard him say that he had rented a cabin near a lake. My mother didn't seem happy at all about it. She started complaining that she had already made plans with her friends for a weekend at a spa.

“I can't cancel my plans just because you decided to make other ones.” She said in a huff as she made her way into the living room. “I mean all of us have already paid for our reservations at the spa.” Nate followed after her, trying his best not to seem disappointed.

“I know I understand.”

“So did you already pay for the cabin?” She asked.

“Yeah, the place is always rented out even at this time of year.” “Well can you at least get a refund?”

“No, it's for this weekend and they require a few days notice. I'll just go and enjoy a weekend in the mountains.” My mother grumbled at his response.

“Well what about Jenny, we can't just leave her here alone.”

My mother always seemed to forget that I was eighteen and didn't require adult supervision. I assumed she was more worried about me doing something she didn't approve of in her absence. I always imagined she thought the worst of me when she couldn't keep track of what I was doing.

“I know.” My mother said seeming to be pleased with herself. “Why don't you take Jenny with you?” I could feel my heart start pounding with excitement. A weekend alone with Nate sounded perfect!

“Jenny doesn't--” Nate started to say before I jumped into the conversation.

“I'd love to go!”The words left my mouth a little too quickly, a little too eagerly. I saw the flicker of surprise in both my mother’s and Nate’s expressions, their eyes narrowing slightly as if trying to decipher my sudden enthusiasm. My pulse quickened. Had I overplayed my hand? I forced a casual shrug, willing my voice to stay steady.

Both my mother and Nate looked at me confused. I usually complained the moment it was suggested I do anything with Nate, but not this time.

“A weekend in the mountains sounds nice.” I tried to say nonchalantly.

“You want to go?” Nate asked curiously, trying his best to assess my new found behavior towards him while staring in disbelief.

“You sure?” My mother chimed in also in curiosity and confusion. I guess they had all the right in the world to be shocked. Not only had I never showed interest in anything outdoorsy, but I never wanted to

spend any time with Nate either. I mean the only time I'd actually been excited about going anywhere without wifi was on our family trip to a little fishing town near the ocean. But what they didn't know was I was only excited because of Eric, the sexy beach bum who'd take me under the peer for lots of alone time.

The only thing I could think about, now that I knew just how sexy Nate was, was getting him alone. He'd been the only thing occupying my mind, to the point that I'd even consider it a crush. And the fact that he was my stepfather didn't seem to bother me one bit.

“Of course,” I replied with a smile,though I could feel my heart pounding erratically beneath my ribs. The idea of being alone with Nate, away from prying eyes, sent a strange thrill through me. My palms were slightly damp, and I had to resist the urge to wipe them against my jeans. I stole a glance at him, wondering if he could sense the shift in me, if he had any inkling of the thoughts swirling in my mind.“I need to get out of the house, and a weekend by a lake sounds nice.”

“Well, alright.” Nate agreed. “If you really want to go and don't mind spending the weekend with me, I'll be more than happy to take you.”

Nate and my mother both looked at each other happily confused with my attitude, and I was jumping for joy on the inside. I couldn't believe that I was going to spend the entire weekend alone with my sexy stepfather, and boy was he in for more than he was expecting.

As we prepared for the trip, I found myself both excited and nervous. I had never spent so much time alone with Nate before, and I wasn't sure how to act. Nate seemed excited too, talking about all the fun things we could do in the woods.

Nate and I packed up early the next morning and headed out to the cabin. When we set off, the car was filled with a comfortable silence, broken only by the sound of the radio. I stole glances at him as he drove, his profile looking more handsome than I had ever noticed before. I couldn't help but wonder what this trip would bring for us. It was a few hours away and I managed to fall asleep on the way there, dreaming of what I was going to do to him.

I was gently woken up with a hand nudging my shoulder.

“Wake up, we're here.” Nate said. I yawned and stretched my arms. It was barely nine in the morning and the crispness in the air made me shiver. It was beyond me why he liked being in the woods at this time of the year, but at least I had him all to myself. The thought alone made my body flush with heat.

I'd hoped we'd spend time in the cabin when we arrived, but Nate informed me of his other plans. We dropped our luggage off and headed to some outdoors festival that was going on nearby.

When we got there every man looked like they were ready to chop down the nearest tree with their flannel shirts and large beards. The air was thick with the scent of wood and earth, the sound of laughter mixing with the distant thrum of chainsaws. It was an odd mix of rugged masculinity and warm camaraderie that made me feel both out of place and strangely intrigued.

“This is a lumberjack festival.” Nate said with excitement. “I've always wanted to go to one.” I looked around unamused. This was the last place I wanted to be, but I pushed aside my annoyance with the thought that I'd get my chance with Nate later.

There were large men walking around with axes, and some with chainsaws carving into large logs of wood. I couldn't deny that some of the men's scruffiness was actually attractive.

I'd never need Nate so excited, or maybe I just hadn't paid attention till now, but it was nice seeing just how much fun he could actually be.

Nate brought me over to a group of people that were admiring one of the men that were carving the logs with a chainsaw. He was younger than a lot of the other carvers, but his technique was exquisite. He looked towards the crowd of people that were admiring and gave a smile.

“Who wants a lesson?!” He shouted to the crowd. A lot of people let out laughs and shook their heads. “Come on, it's not that hard.” He spotted me in the crowd and pointed to me. “How bout you miss? Care to give it a try?” I was feeling pretty brave so I nodded my head.

“Why not.” I replied as I headed towards him. I could tell Nate was surprised by my response as well, but I was ready to do anything that he liked if it meant being just a little bit closer to him.

The young lumberjack carefully guided my hands around the chainsaw and turned it on. It was powerful and it shook my hands, but luckily he held on tight as well as he guided me. As the chainsaw came in contact with the wood it became harder to handle, but I held on tight. The lumberjack helped lead the chainsaw in a small pattern that he'd already marked, and the pieces of wood fell to the ground.

After a couple passes he helped turn the chainsaw off and took it from my hands.

“You're a natural.” He said with a wink. I returned the smile, but my focus wasn’t on the lumberjack who had just handed me the chainsaw. My gaze flickered toward Nate, eager for his reaction. Would he notice me differently now? Would he see me not as a child, but as a woman? I watched the way his jaw tensed slightly, the way his arms crossed over his chest. It was subtle, but it was there—something shifting, something awakening.

I walked back over to Nate and he met me with a vivacious smile. “Well well, I didn't know you had that in you.”There was an amused lilt to his voice, but beneath it, something else—something curious, intrigued. His eyes lingered on me a beat longer than necessary, as if trying to understand this unfamiliar version of me. My lips curled into a playful smirk, and I met his gaze without hesitation, silently daring him to look at me differently, to really see me.

“There's a lot of things you don't know about me.” I said with a smile. Oh if only he knew.

“I have to say you're a natural, you really know your way around wood.” A devilish smirk crept across my face.

“Oh you have no idea.” I replied.

We spent a few more hours at the fair, watching axe throwing contests and men tug-o-war in the mud. When we had had enough Nate brought us back to the cabin. When we got back he decided that he wanted to take a small hike in the woods, then after he took me out on the lake as the sun set in the horizon.

I couldn't believe how I'd hated on Nate for so many years. He really was the nicest guy, and hot as hell. As each hour passed all I could think about was what I planned to do to him when we were cozy in the cabin.

When we reached the lake, the sight took my breath away. The water was a beautiful shade of blue, and the surrounding trees created a peaceful and serene atmosphere. Nate helped me down to the water's edge, and we sat there for a while, just enjoying the view. I stole a few glances at him, noticing how the sunlight reflected off his face, making him look even more attractive. I wanted to say something, but I wasn't sure what. The silence between us was filled with an unspoken tension, and I couldn't help but wonder if he felt the same way.

Nate rowed us back to shore after enjoying the sun set, and then we headed back to the cabin. Nate put his outdoor skills to work and made a fire as the sun disappeared and was replaced by the night sky.

“So, did you have fun today?” Nate said as he relaxed in one of the chairs near the fire he'd just made.

“Yeah.” I replied.

“You know,” he said as he grabbed a beer from the cooler next to him. “It's really nice spending time with you like this. I could of swore you didn't like me.” He added a sarcastic smile on his last sentence.

“Well you know, people change.” I replied with raised eyebrows and a smile. “Hey let me have one of those.” I asked nodding my head towards the beer in his hand.

“No! Your mother would kill me.”

“I won't tell if you won't?” He gave me a skeptical look before reaching down and grabbing another from the cooler.

“Just one.” He said with a warm smile. Even his smile was sexy, all I could think about was everything I wanted to do to him.

We drank our beers around the fire and talked about our favorite things about the festival. The warmth of the fire was nice in the cool night air, but I didn't think I could hold back for much longer. It had to be getting late and I wanted to be ready for when I seduced Nate. I downed the rest of my beer and placed the down.

“Well, it's getting kind of late and I want to take a shower before I go to bed.”

“Okay, I'll be in soon.”

I got up and headed inside the cabin. I rummaged through my bag to find the outfit I'd packed just for this moment, my favorite red tank top and short shorts.

After finishing in the shower I rubbed my rose lotion all over my skin, I wanted to be soft and smell irresistible for Nate. I quickly made my way out of the bathroom and jumped under the blankets of one of the full beds just as Nate was making his way inside the cabin.

“I'm gonna take a quick shower too before bed.” He said as he went into the bathroom and closed the door. I heard the shower turn on and quickly got up to turn the control down on the heat. Tonight was going to be a cold night and I needed an excuse to cuddle up close to Nate in his bed.

I hurried back and lit a few candles then laid on the bed and hiked up my short shorts even more.

I waited patiently for him to finish, and when the water turned off the excitement rose in me like a kid on Christmas.

He opened the door and came out drying his hair with a towel. He was wearing flannel pajama bottoms but no shirt.

I bit my bottom lip as I admired the chiseled lines that led down to his hips and into his pj's, where his cock was hidden. He really was an outdoors man, he was rugged and sexy and the most masculine man I'd ever seen. I wanted him so bad I could taste it.

“Man we had a long day huh? I'm exhausted.” He finished drying his hair and tossed the towel over the nearest chair. “My god Jenny!” He said covering his eyes with his hand, his voice tinged with a mix of exasperation and something else—something uncertain. His fingers, though pressed against his face, weren’t entirely closed; I could see the slightest gap, as if he was tempted to peek but battling against it. A slow smile spread across my lips as I stretched lazily, feigning innocence, but fully aware of the effect I was having on him.

“What's wrong?” I asked, even though I knew exactly what he was talking about. I pushed my ass a little higher in the air.

“Get some clothes on!”

“What do you think I'm wearing?”

“Just cover yourself up, it's very inappropriate.” I smiled as I grabbed the blanket and pulled it over my lower half.

“I didn't realize you were such a prude Nate.” I said teasingly. He uncovered his eyes and sat down on the bed across from me.

“Whatever, let's just go to bed.” He pulled back the blankets and laid down. “Come on, let's go to sleep.” Then turned off the lights.

I laid in the darkness, my heart pounding with nervousness. We were alone, and this was it, my moment.

I slowly slid out from under my blanket and made my way over to Nate's bed.My breath hitching with every step. The cool air sent a shiver down my spine, but I barely noticed. He was turned away from me, his breathing steady yet shallow. I hesitated for a brief moment, my fingers hovering above the blanket before finally slipping under. As I settled in beside him, the warmth of his body was intoxicating, sending a rush of heat through me. My fingers grazed his back, tracing the defined ridges of his muscles, and I felt him stiffen beneath my touch.

“What are you doing?” He asked tensely sitting up and staring down at me.

“I was cold. Is there something wrong?”

“We can't sleep in the same bed,”he said, voice low, tense. His fingers curled into the blanket as if anchoring himself. The flickering candlelight cast shadows across his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jaw, the hesitation in his eyes. I could see the conflict warring inside him, the part of him that knew this was wrong, yet the part that wasn’t entirely pulling away. My heartbeat drummed against my ribs as I leaned in just a little closer, letting the charged silence between us thicken.“I'm your stepfather and you are a young woman.”

“So what.” I retorted.

“Not 'so what', this is inappropriate.”

“Oh, come on. There's nothing wrong with it. I'm just cold and I don't want to sleep alone.” I batted my eyes and I could tell he didn't want to argue with me. I mean everything between us was finally going well and he wouldn't want to ruin that. He let out an exasperated breath and laid back down.

“Fine, but do not tell your mother.” “My lips are sealed.” I replied.

He turned back over and tried to tuck the blanket between us. I waited for a few moments, then reached over and grazed my hand down the muscles on his back. I knew it was a bold move, but I couldn't stop myself. As I lay there beside him, my heart raced. I tried to think of something to say, but my mind went blank. The silence in the room was deafening, and I could feel the tension building. I turned to him, my eyes meeting his, and I knew that things were about to change between us, but I wasn't sure how.

“What are you doing?” He asked. “Nothing.”

He didn't say anything else, but I left my hand on his back. I then scooted closer to him and let my arm wrap around him.

“Jenny!” He snapped. “What are you doing?”

“I'm just trying to warm up. I'm cold.” I said with a pout. Yet he didn't remove my arm from around him.

His body was hard and I could feel every muscle underneath. I wanted him bad.

I slowly reached my hand down, I could hear him gasp.

Then I felt his hard.