Loving Stepfather

How I met Silke

I met Silke in the gym, we probably had the same training times lately. I exercised a lot and had a well-trained body for a man in his forties. Some of the women therefore watched me regularly and Silke was one of them.

In the course of time, Silke and I got to know each other more and more because we cheered and supported each other during training. I had to admit that I was also enthusiastic about Silke's trained body. Although she was only in her early thirties, she had two small but firm breasts that kept fascinating me. I think that Silke noticed the looks too, but she said nothing and just smiled.

One day she accompanied me home after training. We had flirted a lot that day and we both knew what was going to happen next. When we got to my apartment, we tore our clothes off. We had both showered in the gym so we could both enjoy each other with all our senses. My lips traveled over her athletic body and we both couldn't wait until we melted together in love play.

Two hours later we were both completely exhausted in my bed. Silke looked startled at my alarm clock on the bedside table and startled. "Oh ... I have to go home" she sighed and jumoed into her clothes. She gave me a kiss and disappeared.

I was left confused with my thoughts. Was she married? Why was she gone so quickly? Did she regret it?

How i met her daughter

Two days later I met Silke again in the gym. She looked reserved and I reacted irritably. I had the feeling that something had broken between us - I just didn't know what it could be. The whole thing actually went on for a few weeks, we hardly talked to each other anymore.

When I was leaving the gym early one evening, she was waiting for me outside the door. I looked at her and swallowed. "Are you serious with me?" she asked me. I saw the uncertainty in their eyes. I nodded. "Then come to my house, I have to tell you something," she sighed. She looked insecure.

I was just as unsure of what to expect. When we opened the door I heard the television on. "Please come in," Silke whispered uncertainly. I followed her and went into her apartment. As soon as we were inside, I saw a little girl come over from the living room. I swallowed. A little Silke - it shot through my head. She really looked exactly like Silke - only much younger.

“This is Marie" explained Silke and looked at me uncertainly. The little girl looked at me just as uncertainly. I went a little on my knees and held out my hand." Hello Marie, "I greeted the little girl in a friendly manner. Silke took Marie on her Shoulder. "Come on". Then Marie gave me her small, delicate hand. "Hello," she whispered softly.

"I'll make us something to eat" explained Silke. Marie disappeared again in the living room in front of the TV and I helped Silke in the kitchen. "She is 11" explained Silke. "And just as pretty as her mother," I explained and smiled at Silke. "Do you find?" "In any case," I explained and took Silke in my arms and kissed her.

Silke and I talked for a long time about everything. Also about Marie's father and the last few years. I felt my feelings for Silke getting deeper and deeper. While eating, Marie relaxed while eating. That evening I didn't stay with Silke and went home late at night.

We got to know each other

(to be continued....)