New family

New Family
by po469



My name is Paul. I’m a couple months short of my 16th birthday. I live with my dad, Nick, but not my mom because she died in a car wreck when I was six. I remember dad being real sad for a long time but now it does not show so much. We live in a nice house near St. Augustine, Florida. Dad and I love to fish and go frequently. A couple of years ago Dad started dating again but he never brought any of his dates home. At first he would get me a baby sitter when he went out but now I’m old enough that I no longer have a sitter.

About a month ago Dad called me into the living room one evening and said he wanted to talk to me. He told me that he was planning to get married again. I didn’t like the idea. No one could ever replace my mom and I did not want to share my dad. I got up and without saying a word went to my room. Dad followed me in a couple of minutes and sat on my bed. He told me that it was going to happen and that I would adjust. He told me what a wonderful woman she was and how she was excited about being my new mom and getting to know me. I said, “She may be your wife but she would never be my mom.” Then Dad told me that she had a 17 year old daughter who would be my new big sister. This turned me off even more.

A few days later Dad brought Brenda home for the first time. He had his arm around her and she had her head on his shoulder. Dad introduced us but I just stood there and did not say anything. Brenda was a couple inches shorter than Dad and had blond hair. I bet it was from a bottle. She was wearing shorts and a spaghetti strap top. I couldn’t help but notice that she had a nice dark tan, a nice figure and big boobs. She was attractive but I didn’t want a new mom sharing Dad with me and I sure didn’t want a big sister. Dad told me that the wedding was to be in two weeks.