I’m home late again – and I missed your last game. I feel terrible, but I’m not sure how to make it up to you. We cuddle up on the couch and start to talk. You know that I really want to be there for you. Work is just so demanding! It takes me away from you and from my husband. Stepmommy feels like she never gets to see you and I really miss being close.
As we get more comfortable, you somehow convince me that it’s okay for me to take off my itchy work dress and I strip down to my lace bra and panties. I tease you about getting naked and that you might get hard. But … is stepmommy really joking?
We cuddle up again and I ask you if you think I’m pretty. I’ve been feeling so disconnected lately that it’s nice to hear from a good-looking man, even if he is my stepson. Things are getting inappropriate quickly. I strip out of my lingerie, showing you my full tits and asking you to suck them. Soon stepmommy wants to suck on something of yours, too, so bad that I flat out beg fo
