For those of you who have been following my story, I have the latest update for you. As you know, with her crazy work schedule and me being as busy as I am, our time together has really dwindled. But before I get into this, if anyone has a problem with what I’m talking about or this type of relationship, please just go your merry way and don’t bother me with your preaching and irritating know it all attitude.

So, my stepdaughter came over yesterday to help us celebrate Mother’s Day. It was just the three of us because all of the others live well away from here. We kept it simple… Talked and watched a movie or two and had a nice dinner. When she first arrived, she wasn’t necessarily in a bad mood or a great mood. She was just sort of here. But we chatted it up a little bit and everything seemed fine. I was immediately drawn to her because she was wearing her short workout shorts and she had her hair down with her hoodie on. I simply thought she looked very beautiful yesterday and to try to capture that, I attempted to take a picture or two of her. At one point, I think she noticed me looking and holding my phone a little awkwardly, so I’m sure the thought crossed her mind that he’s taking a picture of me. She didn’t really say anything and we went on as normal. Then we suggested that we watch a movie, and I had it on disk but it was downstairs. So I had to get up and fetch it. That’s when I realized that we had been taking it so easy that day, I was still in my pajama pants! Of course, I took this as a great opportunity for her to see my bulge because I don’t wear any boxers under them. what inadvertently happened was much more.

When I came back upstairs, I stepped over to the TV, which is no more than maybe 10 or 15 feet from where she was sitting. We were talking and as I was getting the disk out of the case, part of the insert fell out. Just a piece of paper talking about the movie. She said that that fell so I turned around to pick it up and after I did so, the angle of me bending down caused something to start playing a little peekaboo out the hole of the front of my pajamas! I felt a little breeze down there but I figured the opening had just come open a little and I made it a point to face her for an extended amount of time while I was looking down at the DVD case and letting her see what I had to show. I’m pretty sure she saw it because at first, she was telling me a story about something, and then she started on another story and then just stopped. After a brief pause, she said kind of stuttering, that she didn’t remember what she was going to say. I’m taking that as she saw me and that’s what entered her mind, clearing any thoughts she may have had away. I thought, good, right?

When I turned around and sat down, I was a little shocked. The reason I was feeling such a breeze was that the entire head of my cock was out of my pants! Right away, I thought that was probably too much, especially just standing there as if I didn’t realize it… Which I didn’t realize the extent of it… As I stood facing her. For the rest of the night, our conversation was limited. The immediate thoughts that went through my head was that I overplayed my hand and literally scared her. I know I’ve mentioned that concern on here before, because she is a very shy person who really keeps to herself, especially about sexual things. That was not my intent to have her see that much, but what is done is done and I’m worried that it pushed the envelope too far.

I purposely laid low for the rest of the night, not wanting to make anything worse. I kind of kept to myself as well and we just had normal conversations. At one point, her mom left the room, so it was just the two of us. Immediately my mind went to dropping hints to her and talking to her, but for some reason, I didn’t feel that was the right thing to do. So we sat there silent. So, she didn’t necessarily avoid me for the rest of the night, we just pulled it back to a very simple conversation like atmosphere. Not flirty or anything.

Between the awkward photo opportunity and my overexposure, I think I overloaded her last night. It felt like I took two steps back instead of making one small step forward as I have been doing. And what sucks is that I honestly didn’t mean to do that much that soon. Yes, at some point, when the time is right, something like that would happen. But I could tell that now is not the time and I feel bad that it happened, but even worse that I may have jeopardized everything I’ve been working toward.

I’m wondering what was going through her mind on her drive home and last night after she got home. Was it disbelief? Was it totally unappealing to her? Or was it intriguing to her? I guess only time will tell and I will have to see how the next time I see her pans out. I need to start gauging how she’s reacting. Of course, in my perfect fantasy world, I’m hoping that it intrigued her and made her think more about me and about us. And that the next time I see her, she will be the one dropping hints to me. But as I said, that’s the fantasy in my head and not reality. I’m wondering if it ever will be reality at this point. Thank you for listening.