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Yet, something more personally prohibited, it was a rite of passage for a young man his age to have sex with an older woman. Elizabeth knew that John more than liked her. She knew that he was sexually attracted to her as much as she was sexually attracted to him. She knew that he loved her, perhaps not in the way that a man loves a woman, but more in the way that a stepson loves his stepmother.

A forbidden mother and son, even a stepmother and stepson sexual relationship proved difficult for a testosterone filled, young man to resist but easy for him to embrace when horny, especially if she gave him the green light. Yet and admittedly, with her horny enough and sexually frustrated enough, she'd have sex with him if only he made the first move. Should their sexual transgressions come back to haunt her and bite her in the ass with her husband, soon to be ex-husband, for her to agree to have sex with John, the onus of sexual solicitation would have to be on him.

If she was relaxed enough after having a couple glasses of wine, she'd definitely allow him to kiss her while touching her and feeling her everywhere. If she was relaxed enough after having a couple glasses of wine, she'd allow him to have his wicked sexual way with her naked body. Yet, even though she was more than willing to reciprocate his incestuous, sexual desire, the last thing that she wanted was to be the one to sexually seduce him. She needed him to sexually seduce her. Whatever he wanted to sexually do with her, had to be all on him.

Even though she thought of him kissing her while allowing him to touch her and feel her everywhere through her clothes, the idea sickened her as much as it sexually excited her. She'd love him to strip her naked. She'd love him to see her without her clothes, just as she'd love to see him without his clothes.

Yet, because of guilt and remorse, the thought of her being sexually intimate with her stepson was a thought she couldn't entertain for long. It was one thing to think about sexually seducing him and to sexually fantasize over having sex with him but it was something else entirely to actually sexually seduce him and to have sex with him. It would be so much easier if he got her drunk and had his wicked, sexual way with her. Should her husband find out about their affair, it would be better if she could blame her stepson.

Even though she masturbated over the thought of him on top of her and making love to her before fucking her hard and fast, having sex with her stepson was just as impossible as it was improbable. She just couldn't go there. Even though she sexually fantasized him fingering her pussy while licking her pussy, returning the oral, sexual favor, the thought of her stroking cock while sucking his cock was just as sexually exciting as it was sexually disgusting.

Relegated to the thoughts of having sex with him while masturbating herself, her horniness and sexual frustration were endless. If only he would, she'd love nothing more than for him to give her sexual orgasms with his fingers, his tongue, his mouth, and his cock. If only he would, she'd love nothing more than for him to cum in her mouth, all over her face, in her hair, across her big, naked breasts, and even in her pussy. If only she could, she'd love to have incestuous sex with her stepson.

Yet, alas and unfortunately, if she crossed the incestuous line of forbidden and inappropriate sex by having sex with her husband's son, she'd be no better than his father. With a stepmother having sex with her stepson, she'd be worse in her sexual depravity than the sexual escapades that her husband had with hookers and strippers. Her having sex with her stepson would make her no better than his drunken, carousing father and no better than any of his whores. Without doubt, sex between them would ruin everything.

She had read enough of those trashy, romance novels to know that mother and son sex, or stepmother and stepson sex, wasn't limited to trailer park, trashy, drunken, and drugged out, tattooed women living on welfare. Even the wealthy have their sexually, salacious secrets of incestuous relationships. Even the wealthy have sex between a mother and son, a father and daughter, a sister and brother, an aunt and nephew, an uncle and niece, a stepbrother and stepsister, a stepfather and stepdaughter, and a stepmother and stepson.

Yet, difficult for her to resist, she could have sex with him if she wanted to have sex with him. Having sexually seduced dozens of men, with him putty in her sexually experienced hands, she knew how to sexually seduce her stepson. Having taught him well, she knew how to push all of his buttons, even his sexual buttons. She'd have no problem in making him want to have sex with her, yet he had to be the one to make the first, sexual move.

If she was to sexually seduce him, perhaps that would not only alleviate her horniness and sexual frustration but also would allow her to seek revenge on her husband for cheating on her with women behind her back. She'd love to get even with her husband for all the wrongs he had done to her by having sex with a multitude of women all over the country and all over the world. Only, she couldn't imagine having sex with her stepson just to get back at his father. She wanted to have sex with John for a better reason than that.

If she did, indeed, have sex with him, she didn't see their intimate, sexual relationship being a one-night stand. Something beautiful and loving, if they had sex with one another, she could conceivably envision their forbidden, sexual union becoming a serious love affair. In the way of The Piano Teacher, The Reader, The Graduate, the Summer of '42, and even Harold and Maude, there are plenty of love stories of a younger man not only having an intimate sexual relationship with an older woman but also a love affair.

'Love is what I need and what I want,' she thought. 'John may love me as his stepmother but would he love me as his lover? Would he want me not in the way that a stepson lovingly wants his stepmother but, in the way that a man sexually wants a woman? Would he want me after he satisfied his sexual lust for me or would he cast me aside as another notch on his dick?'

Nonetheless, if they did have sex, that would be wrong. That would be nasty. Moreover, if John discovered that she had used him with sex as her revenge on his father, that would be unforgivable. For their forbidden, sexual relationship to work, she had to emerge innocent, guilt free, unscathed, and without remorse. With the onus on him, she'd have to sexually tease him, erotically entice him, and salaciously seduce him for him to make the first, sexual move.

Easy enough to do, she didn't have to be a mind reader or a psychologist to know of his sexual attraction to her. She just had to look at the clone women he brought home who looked like her, talked like her, walked like her, and laughed like her. In the way that he looked at her, she knew that he lusted over her, perhaps even masturbated over her. In the way that he stared at her, as if undressing her with his eyes, she knew that he imagined her without her clothes while having sex with her naked body.

Like his father who was a breast, leg man, and ass man, John was a breast, leg, and ass man too. With him staring at them hard enough and long enough, she knew that her stepson was enamored with her big, natural, D cup breasts, her long, shapely legs, and her round, firm ass. Only and sexually frustratingly, she wished he'd do more than just stare. She wished he'd kiss her, French kiss her, while touching and feeling her everywhere it was forbidden to sexually touch and feel her.

Whenever she sat across from him while wearing her short skirts, deliberately sexually teasing him, she slowly and seductively crossed and uncrossed her legs to flash him her bright, white, bikini panties and her panty clad pussy. Whenever she leaned over him while wearing her sexy, low-cut blouse, she purposely gave him a lengthy, sexually salacious look at her long line of sexy cleavage had her low-cut bra. What more could she do to sexually entice him to make the first, incestuously, sexual move than to flash him up-skirts of her panties and down-blouses of her cleave while making it appear unintentional?

Something so sexually inappropriate and yet so erotically forbidden to think of someone so young, her own stepson, sexually wanting her, was even hard for her to resist the sexual attention given her from a good-looking, young man. With her so lonely, so horny, and so sexually frustrated, it wouldn't take much to sexually seduce her and for her to move to the dark side of her sexual life. Having already sexually fantasized over having sex with him numerous times before while masturbating herself, she was just as sexually attracted to her stepson as she knew he was sexually attracted to her.

Yet, with him not making the first, sexual move, she was nearly ready to give up trying to get a sexual reaction from him. It wasn't until she heard him masturbating over her when he obviously thought he was alone and thought she couldn't hear him that she thought of not only using her stepson as revenge on his father but also for love. Setting things in motion, it was when she heard him masturbating over her that she imagined him having sex with her with more certainty than just a passing sexual fantasy. Yet, instead of just thinking of him as a fuckbuddy, she thought of him as her forever lover.

With one unable to cross the incestuous, sexual line without the other, just as she was ripe for his sexual advances and for his sexual seduction of her, seemingly he was ripe for her sexual advances and for her sexual seduction of him. Now, that she knew that he masturbated over her while imagining her naked and having sex with her, she decided to take her sexual seduction to the next level. She decided to sexually seduce her stepson while purposely making it appear that he was the seducer and not her.

'This ought to be fun,' she thought to herself.

Chapter 03:

"Mom? Oh, Mom," she heard him say. Thinking there may be something wrong, she thought he was calling her. "Oh, my God, Mom," he said a little louder while moaning and growing more sexually excited. "Don't stop. Please don't stop. That feels so good, Mom. That feels so good."

As if he wanted her to hear him and as if he was beckoning her to come to his room, she heard him as if he was talking to her as she walked past his bedroom door. Normally with the TV or the stereo blaring, had the house not been as quiet, had she been downstairs, and not walking by his bedroom door, she wouldn't have heard him. At first, thinking that he wanted and needed her help, she was ready to knock, turn his doorknob, and open his bedroom door.

Then stunned by what she heard next, she couldn't believe all that he said and all that she heard. Unable to stop herself from listening after she heard him say her name, she couldn't help herself from invading his private space and violating his private thoughts by remaining there to listen. Obviously, he was masturbating over her. Obviously, he was imagining her naked and having sex with her. Obviously, he sexually wanted her as much as she sexually wanted him.

"Elizabeth, oh, my God, Elizabeth. I want you, Liz," said her stepson, John. "I sexually want you in the way that I never sexually wanted any woman."

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Frozen in place while sexually enthralled and with him pushing all of her sexually, incestuous buttons, having never heard her stepson masturbating before, she stayed to listen. Even more than that, something that immediately got her attention, she hasn't heard a man say that he wanted her since before she married his father. Yet, allowing her husband's extramarital affairs to go on for as long as she could, passed the breaking point, that strained relationship turned sour in a hurry when she discovered that he had sex with whores, strippers, prostitutes, and porn stars.

A traveling salesman, with entertaining clients part of his business and able to pay for them through his tax-deductible business expenses, he obviously had whores everywhere he went. As if he was in the Navy with women in every port, her husband, Jim, had women in every city. Something that made her feel bad about herself, obviously, she wasn't enough woman for him. Obviously, he needed more than just husband and wife, vanilla sex. Love was never part of the equation with him. It was all just about sex.

With him always horny and raring to go, he sexually needed more than she was sexually willing to give. When she refused to expose herself to men by flashing them up-skirt peeks of her panties and down-blouse views of her cleavage and bra while he watched, he found women who would. When she refused to have sex with his friends while he watched and masturbated himself, he needed someone to cater to his sexual perversions and abnormal, degenerate appetites. His way of making himself feel normal, he needed someone who'd accept his sexual perversions as normal.

'How dare he lust over strippers and solicit prostitutes when he has someone like me at home,' she thought while feeling hurt, betrayed, and angry? 'When I'm home alone taking care of his son, why can't he remain faithful to me? Why must he cheat on me? How dare he have sex with a multitude of women when I'm lonely, horny, and sexually frustrated?" She wondered what she did wrong to turn him against her. 'Why can't he be sexually satisfied having sex with me?'

Yet, him dismissing her had nothing to do with her. A man who never should have married, he wanted to experience a variety of women. He had the mindset of a single man, a playboy, trapped by the responsibilities of a married man. It didn't matter that he had a wife and a son at home, he wanted his sexual freedom. With him not learning from his mistakes, it didn't matter that he had done this all before with is first wife.

Saying that he had to work late, had a meeting, or was going to be delayed because of a cancelled flight, he was out on the town wining and dining clients most nights. As part of their paid entertainment, he sexually caroused with whores at strip clubs. For Elizabeth to remain here and still live here, since she had nowhere else to go, what else was a wife to do but to close her eyes to her husband's sexual indiscretions?

Either she'd leave, get a low-paying job, and her own apartment somewhere, or stay to care for his son. With her husband supporting her, she'd have more to lose if she left. It wasn't much of a decision when John was younger but now that he was older, he didn't need the nurturing, caregiving love of a stepmother. He had women in his life to do that while giving him sex. With her days living here and under the financial support of her husband numbered, Elizabeth was stuck.

Yet, now that she knew his son sexually wanted her when his father didn't, giving her forbidden, sexual thoughts, what else was a stepmom to do but to seduce her stepson? Alone with her stepson and constantly horny and continually sexually frustrated, while still in her soon to be ex-husband's house, her sexual attention turned from father to son. Now that she knew that he sexually wanted her, it would be easy for her to get what she needed from her stepson. A despicable thing to do, perhaps, but it would be easy for her to make John not only her lover but her ally against his father.

Changing her role from his stepmother to his best friend with sexual benefit, she needed to make John her sexual supporter. With her sexually wanting him as much as he, obviously, sexually wanted her, she needed him to be complicit in their sexual relationship. Now that she knew that he sexually wanted her, she needed to use that and play on that to her benefit. Yet, with her not wanting to be the seductress but the victim, she needed him to make the first, sexual move. She needed him to fall in love with her, not as a stepson loves his stepmother but as a man loves a woman.

Even after she divorced his father, she needed her stepson to not want her to go. With her husband never around anyway, she needed her stepson to want her to stay and, perhaps, morph from her role as his stepmom to his lover. Something not hard for her to do, especially with his sexual attraction to her already in place, she needed to make him unable to live without her. Stopping her husband from evicting her to move in one of his whores, she imagined John giving his father an ultimate.

"It's either her or me. If she goes, I go too," she imagined John saying to his father.

A man who couldn't be alone with his bad self, his father would never live alone. Always needing someone to talk to and tell about his personal accomplishments and his sales successes, with no one to brag to, he could never come home to an empty house. Even he needed more than just whores in his life. He needed the love of a good woman. Besides, all about his ego, always surrounded by people agreeing with him, he was a successful salesman because he was so personable and so proudly full of himself.

Outgoing, friendly, and engaging, he knew this one, that one, and everyone. He had friends everywhere. Unfortunately, with his infectious personality, and with him always knowing the right thing to say and the right thing to do, except to her, he had women everywhere. Able to deceive women into thinking that he was not only single but also a catch, if only they knew he was married with a wife and child at home, most women would have nothing to do with him. If only they knew he was a two-time loser, married and previously divorced.

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"I want to kiss you while touching and feeling you everywhere through your clothes," she heard her stepson say while she still stood outside his bedroom door to listen.

As soon as she heard John say that he wanted to touch and feel her through her clothes while kissing her, weak in the knees, she swooned. As if her hand was his hand, she put her hand to her breasts while imagining him kissing her, touching her, and feeling her everywhere through her clothes. As if her fingers were his fingers, she put her fingers to her lips while imagining kissing him, and while touching and feeling him everywhere through his clothes too.

'I'd love him to kiss me while touching me and feeling me everywhere through my clothes,' she thought. 'I'd love to kiss him while touching and feeling him everywhere through his clothes."

Suddenly feeling old, even though she was only 37-years-old, she felt forsaken and abandoned before John made her suddenly feel younger and needed. He made her not only feel wanted but also, he made her feel sexually desired. What her husband failed to make her feel, her stepson filled that empty hole in her heart.

It was bad enough when she turned 30-years-old without having any children. Now that she was 37-years-old and childless, she never thought her life would be as fulfilled as it was with her role as his stepmother and his role as her stepson. In the way that she cared for him and loved him, John was as much her son as if she had delivered him in a hospital.

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At 22-years-old, John was very good looking, even better looking than his father, Jim. Oddly enough, with her husband now 52-years-old, she was 22-years-old when she met his 37-year-old father. Now, with her role reversed, she was 37-years-old and sexually lusting over his 22-year-old son in the way that his 37-year-old father had sexually lusted over her 22-year-old sexy and shapely body. Life has a way of repeating itself when coming around full circle.

For sure, if he made the first move by kissing her, unable to resist him, returning his kiss, she'd not only allow him to kiss her but also, she'd allow him to French kiss her. She'd allow him to make out with her while touching and feeling her anywhere he wanted to touch and feel her through her clothes. A longtime since she had sex, hard for her to admit and even harder to embrace the idea, she'd love to have sex with her stepson.

Even though sex between them was forbidden, if she was bothered by anything, she was bothered more by their age differences than she was that she was his stepmom and he was her stepson. In the way that her husband was 15-years older than she was, she was 15-years older than her stepson. In the way that she thought of her husband as a dirty, old man, she thought of herself as a wicked cougar. Yet, what worked for her then, may work for her stepson and may work for her again now.

Then, jolting her back to reality, when she felt the whole house vibrating from his sexually inappropriate, sexually forbidden, and misplaced passion, knowing precisely what he was doing, she moved closer to his bedroom door to listen. He was masturbating himself hard and fast. Enjoying the spotlight of his sexual attention, and too sexually excited to be embarrassed or ashamed for listening, obviously, she couldn't believe he was masturbating himself over her. Feeling flattered, an understatement, feeling sexually excited by his lustful, sexual desire, obviously, he was masturbating while imagining her naked and having sex with her naked body.

Ready to cum over the forbidden thoughts of imagining her naked and having sex with her naked body, obviously, with the whole house shaking, he was masturbating hard enough and fast enough to cum. Obviously, he was about to cum over the thoughts of kissing her while touching and feeling her everywhere through her clothes. Obviously, he was about to cum over the thoughts of seeing her naked and having sex with her naked body. Obviously, he was about to cum over the thoughts of having forbidden sex with her in the way that she masturbated herself and had a sexual orgasm with the thoughts of having inappropriate sex with him.

'Oh, my. This is unbelievable. I can't believe this. Something I never thought would happen, he's masturbating over me,' she thought. 'Something I never thought would happen, he sexually wants me.'

A first for everything, even though she imagined there were plenty of men who masturbated over her in her past, she never heard one masturbate over her in the way that her stepson was masturbating over her now. In the way that he had shocked her by masturbating over her, she was tempted to shock him by bursting open his bedroom door. In the way that he imagined seeing her naked body, she'd love to see his naked, erect prick. She'd love to watch him stroking himself. She'd love to watch him cum.

'Shocked and sexually excited at the same time, I can't believe he's masturbating over me,' she thought. 'The biggest compliment that he could ever pay me, he's stroking his prick while imagining kissing me, touching me, and feeling me everywhere through my clothes. He's masturbating while imagining me naked and having sex with my naked body. He's masturbating while imagining feeling my tits, fingering my nipples, and rubbing my clit. He's masturbating while imagining me stroking him and sucking him before fucking him.'

Then, hoping to hear more, as if she was listening to a porn movie, she pressed her ear to his bedroom door and actually heard him stroking himself. Something that, no doubt, his father would do with her if he suspected her of cheating on him, she wished she had the forethought to install a hidden camera in her stepson's bedroom. She'd love to watch him masturbating himself on hidden video. Something as shocking as it was sexually exciting, she heard him making the same, sexual sounds that his father made when having sex with her.

'Oh, my God. I can't believe this,' she thought.

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Like father like son, now that she heard him pleasuring himself, she wondered what it would be like to have sex with him. Then, transporting the sexual image of his father to his son, she imagined his sexual passion while imagining the hardness of his erect cock. With his father always drinking, oftentimes unable to get and maintain an erection, she missed having a hard cock in her hand, in her mouth, and in her pussy. No doubt, the reason for his sexual perversion of her wanting to have sex with other men while he watched was because he could no longer have sex with her himself.

In the way that her stepson, no doubt, wondered what she looked like naked, she wondered what his erect, naked prick looked like. She wondered if he had a bigger dick than his father. If only she was a fly on his wall, she'd love to see his naked, erect prick in action while he masturbated himself. She'd love to watch him stroke himself. She'd love to see his sexual excitement. She'd love to watch him cum.

"I want to slowly strip you naked," he said making her wet, hot, and horny. "Then, I want to feel your tits, finger your nipples, and feel and squeeze your ass with one hand while fingering your pussy with my other hand. I want to make sweet love to you before fucking you."

She couldn't believe all that he was saying. She couldn't believe all that she was hearing. With her already horny, sexually frustrated, and now sexually aroused, it took all the self-control she had not to burst open his bedroom door and barge in his room. It took all the self-control she had not to have sex with him.

'Oh, my,' she thought while becoming even more sexually aroused.

She felt as if she was doing something immoral by staying to listen. Only, she couldn't stop herself from listening. She wanted to hear more. She wanted to hear him cum over the thoughts of her naked and having sex with her naked body.

As if her hands were his hands, she felt her breasts and fingered her nipples again through her bathrobe and nightgown while imagining him feeling her big tits and fingering her erect nipples. In the way that she'd love to watch him masturbating himself over her, she'd love John to watch her masturbating herself over him. Better than playing Scrabble or watching a movie, perhaps, mutual masturbating was something they could do together. Perhaps, watching one another masturbate themselves was a way for them to be sexually together without crossing the incestuous line.

She remembered watching videos of Japanese mothers and sons watching porn movies. A mother masturbating herself in front of her son and a son masturbating himself in front of his mother was so hot. Stealthily masturbating themselves while watching porn, when one thing led to another, they had sex. While pretending that she had no idea what the movie was about, she'd love to watch a porn movie with her stepson while masturbating herself and watching him masturbate himself too.

Yet, unable to stop one another from crossing the incestuous line, if she watched him masturbate himself, he'd not only want her to masturbate him but also, she'd want to masturbate him. If he watched her masturbate herself, she'd not only want him to masturbate her but also, he'd want to masturbate her. Just like in the Japanese videos, with one thing leading to another, once she saw his naked cock and once he saw her naked breasts and naked pussy, she'd want to do more than just masturbate herself and watch him masturbate himself. She'd want to have sex with him.

While she continued listening to him masturbate himself, she imagined him kissing her while he stripped her naked. She imagined him kissing her while touching her and feeling her naked body everywhere. She imagined kissing him while stripping him naked. She imagined kissing him while touching and feeling his naked body everywhere. Swooning by the prospect of having incestuous sex with her stepson, with her already sexually frustrated, he was making her so horny.

"I want to make love to you before fucking you. I want to fuck you hard and I want to fuck you fast, Mother," he said. "I want to pound your pussy in the way that I imagine my father pounded your pussy. I want to give you a sexual, oral orgasm with my fingers, my mouth, and my tongue. I want to see you, watch you, and hear you cum while I finger fuck you, rub your clit, and lick your warm, wet cunt."

Already feeling a familiar wetness between her shapely thighs, she reached beneath her nightgown to finger her naked pussy while imagining him fucking her hard, fucking her fast, and pounding her pussy. She rubbed her clit and fingered her cunt while imagining him fingering her while licking her. She imagined him between her legs and her cumming while he gave her sexual orgasms with his fingers, his mouth, his tongue, and his cock.

Now that she knows that he sexually wanted to eat her as much as she sexually wanted him to eat her, in the way she'd love to see his naked cock, she'd love to show him her naked pussy. In the way that he wanted to give her oral orgasms with his fingers, his tongue, and his cock, she'd love to give him oral orgasms with her hand, her mouth, her tongue, and her pussy too. Wishing she could make love to him, in the way that he'd love to finger and lick her pussy before fucking her cunt, she'd love to stroke his prick and suck his prick before fucking his prick.

"After I give you sexual orgasms with my fingers, my tongue, and my mouth, I'd love to give you more sexual orgasms with my cock before cumming in your cunt," he said. "I'd love to cum in your cunt, Mother. I'd love to cum in your cunt, Elizabeth. I'd love to give you my baby."

Dizzy with sexual delight, she swooned when she heard him say that he wanted to cum in her cunt and give her his baby. She imagined him moving between her legs and fingering her while eating her. With a gentle hand behind his handsome head, she imagined pushing his face forward and mashing his mouth in her cunt while he licked her.

She imagined his face awash and glistening wet with her vaginal secretions. She imagined him giving her a sexual orgasm with his fingers, his mouth, and his tongue before giving her a second orgasm with his cock and before cumming in her cunt and before giving her a cum bath. In the way that his father couldn't give her a baby, she'd love nothing more than for his son to give her a baby.

She imagined him taking sexual control of her. She imagined him bending her over the kitchen table, lifting her nightgown, and taking her from behind. She imagined him humping her while fucking her and while feeling her big, naked tits and fingering her erect, naked nipples. She imagined her stepson filling her with his sexual, incestuous lust and cumming in her cunt. She imagined John giving her the sexual passion that her husband stopped giving her long ago.

* * * * *

'Oh, my, he wants to fuck me. He wants to cum in my cunt. He wants to give me his baby. With him talking dirty now, he must be close to cumming,' she thought while ready to burst open his bedroom door to watch him cum. 'I'd love to shock the shit out of him by barging in his bedroom unannounced and without knocking,' she thought. 'I'd love to see his naked, erect cock. I'd love to watch him stroking himself. I'd love to watch him cum. I'd love to put my mouth on his stiff prick just as he was cumming. I'd love to sit on his cock, just as he was cumming.'

As if she was a perverted voyeur in the way of his father, she listened to her stepson while imagining that he was seeing her naked and having sex with her naked body. As if she was one of her husband's whores, she'd love to be her stepson's whore. In the way that her husband used a multitude of women for sex, she'd love to use her stepson for sex. She'd love to make love to him before fucking him. She'd love to make her husband's son her lover.

'I'd love to see his erect, naked prick. I'd love to watch him stroke himself. I'd love to watch him cum,' she thought again. 'I'd love to put my mouth on his cock just as he ejaculated his warm, oozy load of cum in my willing mouth,' she thought while imagining him cumming in her mouth again. 'Yet, now that I know he wants me and masturbates over me, biding my time to properly, sexually seduce him, I have something sexier than that to do.'

Still unable to walk away, wanting to hear him cum, she continued listening to him masturbating himself. She listened to him masturbating faster. Like father like son, she listened to all the sexual sounds her stepson made that were so much like the sexual sounds that his father made. She listened to him masturbating harder. She listened to him confess all that he sexually wanted to do to her.

"I want to see your big tits, feel your big tits, and suck your big tits while fingering your erect nipples. I want you to stroke my prick while sucking my prick as I fondle your naked breasts, Mom. With my hand behind your blonde, pretty head, I want to hump your mouth and fuck your face. I want to watch you staring up at me with your big, blue eyes as I cum in your mouth and as you swallow my cum," he said stroking his prick faster and harder. "Elizabeth, I want you. Elizabeth, I need you. Liz, I love you," he said. "I love you, Liz. I love you."

She couldn't believe all that she was hearing. She couldn't believe all that he was saying. While imagining her naked and having sex with her naked body, she couldn't believe he was masturbating over her in the way that she had masturbated over him while imagining him naked and having sex with his naked body. Saying all the things his father used to say, now she was relegated to getting what she sexually wanted and needed from his son. Not fair and not right, when she hasn't even done anything wrong, she already felt guilty for all that she was merely thinking while listening to her stepson sexually pleasuring himself.

'Oh, John, I want you too,' she thought.

Yet, wanting to still have some sexy fun, she could sexually tease her stepson but she couldn't have forbidden sex with him, could she? While making it appear unintentional instead of deliberate, she could sexually flash him but she couldn't sexually seduce him, could she? Nakedly exposing herself by flashing him was one thing but she couldn't stroke his cock, suck his cock, and/or fuck his cock in the way that he obviously wanted her to do and, in the way, that she wanted to do too.

Of course, things between them would be different if he made the first move. Then, all of those sexual things are back on the table. She could do all of those things if he made the first, sexual move. She could do all of those things if he kissed her, French kissed her. She could do all of those things if he touched her and felt her through her clothes while kissing her. All he needed to do was to French kiss her while touching and feeling her through her clothes, and she'd do all the rest.

'He sexually wants me. He really, sexually wants me. He needs me. He really needs me,' she thought to herself. 'He loves me. He really loves me. He not only wants to cum in my mouth but also, he wants to give me a cum bath. Not only does he want to cum in my mouth and give me a cum bath but also, he wants to cum in my cunt. He wants to give me his baby.'

Again, ready to barge in his room too late, unable to pull the trigger and turn his doorknob, she waited too long. No matter, instead, she'd rather play this sexy game on her own terms than on his terms. In the way that he had unknowingly, sexually teased her and unwittingly, sexually aroused her, she wanted to deliberately, sexually tease him and intentionally, sexually excite him now too. What was sexually good for her stepson was sexually good for his stepmother.

"Oh, my God, Elizabeth. I'm cumming. Mom, I'm cumming. Suck me, Liz. Suck my prick. Blow me, Mom. I'm cumming. I'm cumming. I'm fucking cumming in Elizabeth's mouth. I can't believe I'm cumming in my stepmother's mouth," he said. "Oh, my God. With her eyes, nose, mouth, hair, and breasts dripping with my cum, I'm giving her a cum bath. I'm cumming all over her pretty face, in her long, blonde, lush hair, and across her big, naked tits."Oh, my, he wants to fuck me. He wants to cum in my cunt. He wants to give me his baby. With him talking dirty now, he must be close to cumming,' she thought while listening and ready to burst open his bedroom door to watch him cum.

As if her hands were John's hands, her stepson's hands, she felt her breasts through her blouse and fingered her nipples through her bra before reaching down to lift her short skirt and finger her pussy through her panties.

'I'd love to shock the shit out of him by barging in his bedroom unannounced and without knocking to catch him masturbating,' she thought. 'I'd love to see his naked, erect cock. I'd love to watch him stroking himself. I'd love to watch him cum. I'd love to put my mouth on his stiff prick just as he was cumming. I'd love to sit on his cock, just as he was cumming. As much as I'd love to suck and fuck my stepson, I'd love him to eat his stepmother.'

As if she was a perverted voyeur in the way of his father, she listened to her stepson masturbating while imagining that he was seeing her naked and having sex with her naked body. She never though she could be as sexually aroused just listening to John masturbating over her. As if she was one of her husband's whores, she'd love to be her stepson's whore. In the way that her husband used a multitude of women for sex, she'd love to use her stepson for sex. She'd love to make love to him before fucking him.

Something so sexually forbidden, she'd love to make her husband's son her lover. Something she never thought she'd do, she'd love to have incestuous sex with her stepson. In the way that her husband has embarrassed and humiliated her by having sex with young women everywhere he travels, she'd love to embarrass and humiliate him by having sex with his son. She wondered what her husband would say when she told him that she's been sucking and fucking his son.

'I'd love to see his erect, naked prick. I'd love to watch him stroke himself. I'd love to watch him cum,' she thought again. 'I'd love to put my mouth on his cock just as he ejaculated his warm, oozy load of cum in my willing mouth,' she thought while imagining him cumming in her mouth again and her swallowing his cum. 'Yet, now that I know he wants me and masturbates over me, biding my time to properly, sexually seduce him, I have something sexier than that to do with John.'

Still unable to walk away from listening at his bedroom door, wanting to hear him cum, she continued listening to him masturbating himself. Obviously, with him determined to cum while imagining her naked and having sex with her, she listened to him masturbating faster and harder. Like father like son, she listened to all the sexual sounds her stepson made that were so much like the sexual sounds that his father made. Titillating her, she listened to his salacious conversation confessing all that he sexually wanted to do to her.

"Mom, oh Mom," he said. "I want to see your big tits, feel your big tits, and suck your big tits while fingering your erect nipples. I want you to stroke my prick while sucking my prick as I fondle your naked breasts. With my hand behind your blonde, pretty head, I want to hump your mouth and fuck your face. I want to watch you staring up at me with your big, blue eyes as I cum in your mouth and as you swallow my cum," he said stroking his prick faster and harder.

"Oh, my," she whispered while imagining exposing her naked breasts to her stepson. She imagined him feeling her big tits while sucking her big tits and fingering her nipples. She imagined sucking his prick, him cumming in her mouth, and her swallowing his cum.

Enthralled and as if in a sexual trance, unable to move away from his bedroom door, she continued quietly listened to John masturbating.

"Elizabeth, I want you. Elizabeth, I need you. Liz, I love you," he said. "I love you, Mom. I love you. I want you, Mom. I want you."

She couldn't believe all that she was hearing. She couldn't believe all that he was saying. While imagining her naked and having sex with her naked body, she couldn't believe he was masturbating over her in the way that she had masturbated over him while imagining him naked and having sex with his naked body. Saying all the things his father used to say, sadly, she was now relegated to get what she sexually wanted and needed from his son. Not fair and not right, when she hasn't even done anything wrong, she already felt guilty for all that she was merely thinking of doing while listening to her stepson sexually pleasuring himself.

'Oh, John, I want you too,' she thought. 'Nothing would make me happier than to be sexually intimate with you. Yet, when you could have any woman your age, why would you want me?'

Now, with her wanting to have sex with a much younger man, now she understood why her husband enjoyed having sex with much younger women. Sexually lusting over her stepson made her feel sexually vibrant. Her stepson wanting to have sex with her naked body not only made her feel younger but also wanted. Yet, she couldn't have sex with her stepson, she just couldn't.

Wanting to still have some sexy fun, nonetheless, she could sexually tease her stepson but she couldn't have forbidden sex with him, could she? While making it appear unintentional instead of deliberate, she could sexually flash him but she couldn't sexually seduce him, could she? Nakedly exposing herself by flashing him was one thing but she couldn't stroke his cock, suck his cock, and/or fuck his cock in the way that he obviously wanted her to do and, in the way, that she wanted to do too. Perhaps, she could seduce him into making the first, sexual move.

Of course, things between them would be different if he made the first, sexually inappropriate move. Then, all of those sexual things are back on the table. She could do all of those sexual things if he made the first, sexual move. She could do all of those sexual things if he kissed her, French kissed her. She could do all of those sexual things if he touched her and felt her through her clothes while kissing her. All he needed to do was to French kiss her while touching and feeling her through her clothes, and she'd do all the rest.

'He sexually wants me. He really, sexually wants me. He sexually needs me. He really sexually needs me,' she thought to herself. 'He loves me. He really loves me. He not only wants to cum in my mouth but also, he wants to give me a cum bath,' she thought while dizzy with delight. 'Not only does he want to cum in my mouth and give me a cum bath but also, he wants to cum in my cunt. He wants to give me his baby. I'd love to have his baby,' she thought. 'I want to have his baby.'

Again, ready to barge in his room too late, unable to pull the trigger and turn his doorknob, she waited too long. No matter, instead, she'd rather play this sexy game on her own terms than on his terms. Nonetheless, if only he knew that he had unknowingly, sexually teased her and unwittingly, sexually aroused her by masturbating himself and saying all that he wanted to sexually do to her naked body. Now, she wanted to deliberately, sexually tease him and intentionally, sexually excite him now too. What was sexually good for her stepson was sexually good for his stepmother.

"Oh, my God, Elizabeth. I'm cumming. Mom, I'm cumming. Suck me, Liz. Suck my prick. Blow me, Mom. I'm cumming. I'm cumming. I'm fucking cumming in Elizabeth's mouth. I can't believe I'm cumming in my stepmother's mouth," he said. "Oh, my God. With her eyes, nose, mouth, hair, and breasts dripping with my cum, I'm giving her a cum bath. I'm cumming all over her pretty face, in her long, blonde, lush hair, and across her big, naked tits."

Chapter 04:

Feeling guilty, embarrassed, and ashamed, albeit sexually excited all at the same time, hearing John masturbating over imagining her naked while having sex with her naked body had made her so horny. Yet, she wasn't just any 37-year-old, cougar of a woman that he was sexually attracted to, she was his stepmother. He wasn't just any 22-year-old handsome, young man that she was sexually attracted to, he was her stepson. They had been stepmother and stepson for thirteen-years, since he was 9-years-old. Them coming together to have incestuous sex was not only sexually inappropriate but also sexually forbidden.

Did she dare break and possibly ruin her stepmother bond by having sex with her stepson? Whenever she thought of herself naked and in bed with him, her memories of him as a boy interfered with her visions of them having sex. Nonetheless her reluctance, without even trying and without him even being aware, her stepson had pushed all of her sexual buttons by masturbating himself over the thoughts of her naked and having sex with her naked body.

Unbeknownst to her stepson, he had released her inner sexual beast. More than flattered, she was sexually excited. More than sexually excited, ready to suck and fuck him, she was already wet for him. She sexually wanted him as much as he sexually wanted her.

In his own words while he masturbated himself over her, John wanted to slowly strip her naked and have incestuous sex with her. He wanted to touch and feel her everywhere. He wanted to touch and feel her naked ass, her naked breasts, and her naked pussy while kissing her and making out with her. He wanted to finger and lick her pussy. He wanted to give her a sexual orgasm with his fingers, his tongue, his mouth, and his cock.

In his own words while he masturbated himself over her, he wanted her to stroke his cock. Not only did he want her to give him a hand job but also, he wanted her to blow him and fuck him. He wanted her to give him a sexual orgasm with her hand, her mouth, and her pussy. Even more than that, he not only wanted to cum in her mouth but also, he wanted to cum all over her face, in her hair, and across her naked breasts. He wanted to cum in her cunt. He wanted to give her his baby.

After hearing John's masturbation monologue, even hornier and more sexually frustrated now than she was before, she returned to her bedroom dejected albeit sexual excited. She needed relief from her horniness and sexual frustration. In the way that John had masturbated over her, beyond horny now, Elizabeth needed to masturbate herself over him. Yet, not sexually satisfied with mere masturbation, she had already done that plenty of times over him before. She had a better plan than simple self-degradation by sexually abusing herself. Her plan was to sexually tease him, erotically entice him, and hopefully seduce him into having sex with her.

With his father out of town for God knows how long, with God knows who, and doing God knows what, she was ready to have some sexy fun with her stepson. She had plenty of time to sexually tease his son, entice his son, and seduce his son. Alone with her bad self with him, and with the Devil inviting her to play her forbidden, sexual games in his incestuous playground, she wanted to expose herself to John in the way that she wished he'd expose himself to her.

Naked cock, balls, and ass for naked ass, tits, and pussy. In the way that he wanted to see her naked, she now wanted to see him naked too. Obviously, with them both horny and sexually frustrated, what worked for him worked for now her too.

After he showed her his cards and played his hand by masturbating himself over all of the sexual thoughts of her naked and having sex with her naked body, she wanted to see him naked too. She wanted to have sex with him too. Ready to take the first sexual step, not an easy thing to do, she dared herself to flash him. She dared herself to show her stepson her naked ass, her naked tits, and her naked pussy while making it appear unintentional.

Now that she knows that he masturbates over her while imagining her naked and having sex with her naked body, she dared herself to show him all that he wanted to see, touch, and feel of her naked body. Not one to turn down a dare, even one from herself, she took the first steps of her exhibitionism plan to expose her naked body to her stepson. She was sexually excited to show her John all that he hoped to see of her naked body.

As if he was in her bedroom with her and as if she was undressing herself for him, she removed her bathrobe and nightgown. Naked now, she turned one way before turning the other way while imagining her eyes were John's eyes. She imagined her stepson seeing her naked. She imagined her stepson kissing her and touching her while feeling her everywhere.

Only, she didn't want to shock him by appearing naked in front of him. Instead, she wanted to sexually tease him while making her flashing appear accidental instead of intentional. She decided to wear the sexiest nightgown she owned without wearing the modesty of a bathrobe over it. If he wasn't sexually excited enough before while imagining seeing his stepmother naked and having sex with her naked body, he'd be sexually excited when seeing her wearing this sexy nightgown now.

She'd be showing him all that he wanted to see of her while somewhat maintaining her modesty, morals, and innocence by pretending that she didn't realized her nightgown was so revealing. Once seeing her in this nearly transparent nightgown, it would be up to him to make the next sexual move. Now that she knows that he masturbates over her while imagining her naked and having sex with her naked body, if he was going to make his sexual move, this would be the time to do it.

* * * * *

Turning one way before turning the other, she stood in front of her full-length mirror naked while looking at herself in the way that she imagined her stepson looking at her. She felt her big tits and fingered her erect nipples in the way that she imagined John feeling her big tits and fingering her erect nipples. She fingered her already moist pussy and rubbed her swollen clit in the way that she imagined her stepson fingering her pussy and rubbing her clit. She turned and felt her shapely, naked ass in the way that she imagined John feeling her shapely, naked ass.

'You have a beautiful body, Mom,' she imagined him saying while staring at her naked body. 'I loved your big tits,' she imagined him saying while she imagined him fondling her naked breasts and fingering her naked nipples. 'I love your shapely ass, Mom,' she imagined him saying while imagining him feeling her naked ass, squeezing her naked ass, and slapping her naked ass.

Something she never thought she'd enjoy him doing, she'd love him to take sexual control of her. She'd love him to spank her. As if she was his stepdaughter instead of his stepmother, she'd love him to pull up her short skirt, pull down her bikini panties, and put her over his knees. In the way that she never wanted her husband to spank her, she'd love her stepson to spank her. She'd love him to turn her naked ass red raw while making her pussy soaking wet.

'I wonder what that's all about in wanting my stepson to spank me. Maybe because I've been bad listening to him masturbating himself. Maybe because I've been naughty in wanting to see his cock, stroke his cock, suck his cock, and fuck his cock,' she thought while laughing and while looking at her naked ass in the mirror. 'Maybe, I need to be spanked for all the sexually inappropriate thoughts I've been having over my stepson.'

She felt her big tits and squeezed her big tits. She pulled, turned, twisted, pinched, and squeeze her nipples. She wished her hands and her fingers were John's hands and his fingers. In the way she was feeling her tits, she wished she could feel his stiff prick while stroking his stiff prick.

'As if he's my Dom and I'm his obedient, sex slave, maybe I need him to spank me. Maybe, I need to be forced. Maybe, I need to be controlled, dominated, and disciplined. Maybe, I need to have him make me feel helpless to resist him. Maybe, I need him to fuck me hard and fast. Maybe, I need my stepson to give me something my husband no longer gives me, a sexual orgasm.'

She imagined her stepson not only forcibly stripping her naked but also forcibly stripping her naked in front of his friends. While his friends cheered and encouraged him, she imagined John removing her blouse. She imagined him turning her to show his friends what she looked like in her low-cut brassiere. She imagined him unbuttoning and unzipping her short skirt before turning her again to show his horny friends what she looked like in her sexy bra and white, bikini panties.

Not stopping there, she imagined him removing her bra to show his friends her naked breasts. Then, with one quick swipe of his hand, she imagined him pulling down her panties to show his friends her naked ass and pussy. While he held her in place, she imagined him inviting his friends to touch her, feel her, fondle her, and sexually violate her. All the sexual things she'd never do with her husband, she couldn't wait to do with his son.

She imagined him tying her to his bed and inviting his young friends to have their sexual way with her naked body while he watched and masturbated himself. With him having sex with her first, she imagined him having his wicked, sexual way with her naked body. She imagined him pulling her long, blonde hair for her to open her mouth and take him inside. She imagined John forcing her to suck him. She imagined her husband's son humping her mouth and fucking her face.

'Look at me,' she imagined him saying with his prick in her mouth. 'I want to see you suck me. I want to watch you blow me. I want to see you with my hard, hairy cock buried in your mouth.'

She imagined her stepson cumming in her mouth and not letting her go until she swallowed his cum. Then, she imagined him shooting a second load of cum all over her face as soon as he pulled his stiff prick from her mouth. She imagined him giving her a cum bath. Then, not done yet, she imagined him mounting her and making love to her before fucking her hard and fast.

'That would work,' she thought. 'If he forced me to all of those dirty, nasty, and sexy things, should my husband discover that I had sex with his son, I still could claim my innocence. I could say that he forced me to suck him and fuck him. If he tied me to my bed and invited his friends to gangbang me, I could claim that I was raped. Only, I wouldn't do that. I wouldn't throw him under the bus. I just want him to make the first, sexual move.'

Yet, with his cock in her mouth or his erect prick in her pussy, she could never sell herself as the victim. When she sexually wanted him as much as he sexually wanted her, he wouldn't have to force her to do anything. Nonetheless, she'd love to play the innocent role of her of being the unwilling, sexual victim with her stepson. She'd love him to force her while spanking her. As long as it was his idea and something that would sexually excite him, she'd be willing to allow his friends to gangbang her.

'Suck my cock, bitch,' she imagined her stepson saying. 'Blow me, you whore,' she imagined John pulling her hair hard for her to open her mouth. 'Fuck me, you slut,' she imagined him slapping her across her face but not too hard and definitely not hard enough to leave a mark.

Yet, even though she'd love her stepson to physically mistreat her and sexually force her, he had too much respect for her to treat her like a whore. Yet, just once, she'd love him to slap her around. Just once, she'd love him to force her to sexually do whatever he'd love her to sexually do. Just once, she'd love him to make her his woman, his whore, his bitch, his slut, and his sex slave.

* * * * *

Having never worn this nightgown before, his father bought her this sexy, sheer, and practically see-through nightgown when he wanted her to answer the door wearing this in front of the pizza delivery man. Refusing to expose herself to the pizza delivery man or to anyone, she wasn't the whore that he was accustomed to being around. She wasn't the whore that he obviously hoped her to be and thought she was. She could only imagine what he sexually and perversely did with them but she wasn't one of the whores that he had sex with when away on business.

Unless it was her idea to flash, as it was her idea to flash her stepson now, she'd never succumb to a man's pressure to flash her naked body to anyone. Yet, definitely and without a doubt, she could be her stepson's whore. She could do every sexual thing with her stepson that her husband wanted her to do with him but she refused. Instead refusing her stepson anything, she could be his obedient, sexual slave. While flashing her naked body to anyone he wanted, she could suck him every morning and fuck him every night.

Exposing herself to anyone looking, her husband wanted her to dress and undress with the bedroom light on and the shades not drawn while he watched and masturbated himself. He wanted a neighbor looking or a neighbor out walking their dog to see her without her clothes. Even more twisted than that, he wanted her to sun herself naked in the backyard and swim in their pool naked in plain view of their neighbors. What she found perversely disgusting to do with her husband, she found sensually erotic and sexually exciting to do with her stepson.

'What kind of man disrespect his wife by encouraging her to show her naked body to neighbors and to strangers,' she thought? Then, with the shoe now on the other foot, with her role reversed, she thought of her stepson wanting her to flash. 'What kind of stepmother would willingly show her naked body to neighbors and to strangers for her stepson?'

Not stopping there, again, as if she was one of his whores, her husband wanted her to serve his poker buddies topless. As if she was a stripper or a Playboy bunny, he wanted her to expose herself to his conclave of Saturday night perverts while they groped her. Endless in his sexual perversions and proclivities, he wanted her to have sex with one or more of his friends while he watched and masturbated himself. As if she was a prostitute hired for the night to sexually entertain his friends while ready to do any sexual thing, he wanted her to be a swinger.

Again, what she wouldn't do for her husband, she'd willingly and voluntarily do for her stepson. She'd love to serve her stepson's friends drinks while topless. In the way she'd love to show her stepson her big, naked tits, she'd love to show his young friends her big, naked breasts.

While her stepson watched the sexual escapades, she'd love for his friends to touch her, feel her, and grope her. As long as they used a condom to not make her pregnant, she'd love for his friends to have their wicked, sexual way with her naked body. As long as he wanted to watch her do it, she'd love to suck his friends and fuck them while John watched and masturbated himself. She could only imagine the sexy pillow talk they'd have later.

Something she'd never do with her husband, she'd be excited to do with her stepson. She'd love to have sex with one or more of his friends while he watched and masturbated himself. She'd love to be her stepson's swinging stepmother. Then, later, when in bed with him alone, they could have pillow talk about all the sexy, sexual things she did while having sex with him. They could have pillow talk about all of the sexy, sexual things they could think of doing next.

'Wow,' she thought. 'How hot would that be to be my stepson's whore?'

* * * * *

As if she was Sharon Stone as Catherine Tramell in Basic Instinct, Jim wanted her to flash his friends her bright, white, bikini panties while mindlessly parting her knees. He wanted her to flash his friends her naked pussy with up-skirt peeks while slowly, seductively, and suggestively crossing and uncrossing her legs. With her not a whore but a lady and a married woman, she wasn't about to do that. With her not his whore but his wife, she'd never flash his friends all that they hoped and wanted to see of her naked body.

Taking that as their sexual invitation, she could only imagine what his horny, perverted friends would do next if she deliberately exposed her panties or her naked pussy to them. Yet, what she wouldn't do for her husband, Jim, she'd assuredly do for her stepson, John. She'd love to expose her panties to his friends. She'd even show them her naked pussy if they would make John happy and sexually excited. She could only imagine the sex they'd have after she exposed herself.

As if she was Marilyn Monroe, Jane Mansfield, Sophia Loren, Loni Anderson, Christina Hendricks, or Sofia Vergara, he wanted her to wear low-cut blouses without wearing a bra. He wanted her to flash his friends her naked breasts, areolas, and nipples in down-blouse views. He wanted her to bend at the waist while serving his horny friends drinks to give them down-blouse views of her tits and up-skirt peeks of her sexy panties and of her shapely, naked ass. With her not sexually attracted to any of his friends, she wasn't about to do any of things.

With him crazy about her big, naked breasts, he wanted her to flash truckers her naked tits and tollbooth attendants her naked pussy while driving along the highway. With her pretending that she was there alone while sitting apart from one another, something she'd never do, he wanted her to go to a nude beach with him and watch naked men approach her. While men watched, he wanted her to give them a masturbation show. Going even further in his perversity, he wanted her to give strangers a hand job and/or a blowjob, he wanted her to have sex with a stranger on the nude beach while he watched.

Continuing his exhibitionism and voyeurism sexual fantasies, while he watched the show from the mall window, he wanted her to flash shoe store salesmen her panties or her naked pussy while struggling to try on boots a size too small. While wearing a short skirt, he wanted her to bend at the waist on the pretense of fixing her shoe to give men standing behind her on the escalator a free show of her white, bikini panties or her naked pussy. Giving the bored husbands and restless boyfriends a free, sexy, striptease show, he wanted her to change in the dressing room with the curtain not pulled all the way closed.

He wanted her to try on sweaters a size too small out in the open on the salesroom floor. Then, when removing them, he wanted her to intentionally lift her blouse and bra along with the sweater to expose her naked breasts to admiring men. Proud of her big tits, he always wanted her to show her shapely, naked breasts to unsuspecting men.

He wanted her to walk several feet in front of him while wearing a short, flared skirt on a windy day. He wanted to watch the reaction of men seeing her panties or her naked ass and pussy. Not stopping there, he wanted her to walk through the mall with her short skirt caught between her leg and her pocketbook with her skirt raised high enough for men to see her panties or her naked ass. He wanted her to emerge from the ladies' room with her skirt tucked in her panties. He wanted her to sit at the food court, on a park bench, or on the subway with her legs spread wide open.

'I may be an exhibitionist, but I'm not a whore. With him a drunken pig, I'd never be his whore. Yet, perhaps, had I done some of those things or any of those things, he wouldn't feel the sexual need to cheat on me with whores and hookers,' she thought while blaming herself for his sexual perversions and proclivities. 'Perhaps, had I acted more like the whore that he wanted me to be, he wouldn't have the need to have sex with others. Perhaps, I should have given him all that he sexually wanted,' she thought.

Yet, now that she knows that her husband is a whoremonger, what she sexually wouldn't do for him and with him, other women would sexually do for and with him for money. Now, that she knows her stepson sexually wants her, what she sexually wouldn't do for and with her husband, she'd willingly do for his son. After hearing her stepson masturbating over her, and with her so very horny and sexually frustrated, she had a different mindset with her stepson, John, than she did with her husband, Jim. She'd sexually do whatever John asked her to do.

She'd love to expose her bright, white bikini panties by slowly and seductively crossing and uncrossing her legs while wearing a short skirt in front of her stepson's friends. Giving them down-blouse views of her naked breasts while bending to serve his friends drinks, she'd love to wear a low-cut blouse without having the modesty to wear a bra. With her stepson driving with her in his car, she'd willingly show truckers and tollbooth attendants her naked tits. While pretending they weren't together, she'd love to go to a nude beach with her stepson and give men hand jobs and blowjobs while he watched.

She'd love to flash her underwear clad body at the mall while her stepson watched. She'd love to expose her naked breasts to unsuspecting men while struggling to remove a tight sweater. While wearing a short, flared skirt on a windy day and while her stepson watched, she'd love to give men walking behind her up-skirt peeks of her panties. While sitting unladylike on a bench, she'd love to show unsuspecting men her panties while her stepson watched. She'd willingly do all the sexual things for her stepson that she wouldn't do for her husband that he wanted her to do.

* * * * *

The nightgown she chose to wear for John was short, low-cut, and virtually transparent. Able to see her nipples and areolas, when looking hard enough and long enough, he could clearly see the shadow of her blonde, trimmed, pubic hair, and the shape of her naked ass. Whether exposing her naked tits, her naked ass, or her naked pussy, she couldn't make a move without flashing him some part of her naked body. Especially in the bright light of the kitchen showing everything, her nightgown left nothing to the imagination. She'd be showing her stepson all that he hoped to see of her sexy, shapely, and naked body.

'No doubt,' she thought, 'after seeing me wearing this sexy and sheer nightgown, he'll be masturbating over my naked image over and again. After seeing me wearing this short, sheer, and low-cut nightgown, he'll sexually want me more than he ever did before. After seeing me wearing this nearly transparent nightgown, maybe he'll make his sexual move and kiss me while touching me and feeling me everywhere through my nightgown.'

Before making her presence known, she fixed her hair, applied her makeup, and finished her transformation by applying bright, red lipstick to her lips. Then, before going to his room, with the intention of sexually teasing him, she licked her fingers and stuck her hand down the front of her nightgown top. She wetted her nipples before pulling them, turning them, and twisting them out further. She erected her nipples to the biggest she could get them.

Ready for him, she was ready to sexually surprise him. She was ready to sexually tease him. She was ready to sexually shock him. She was ready to sexually seduce him. She was ready to show him all that he imagined seeing of her naked body while he masturbated himself over the sexually inappropriate thoughts of having sex with her.

Ready to show him something so shockingly forbidden, she was ready to show her stepson all that he should never see of his stepmother. She was ready to show him only what his father had seen of her. She was ready to show him her nearly naked body. Yet, more than that, if only he'd make the first, sexually forbidden move, she was ready to have incestuous sex with him.

"John?" She knocked lightly on his bedroom door and waited while listening for him to open his door. "Are you awake, honey?"

Obviously done masturbating, he opened his bedroom door shirtless and wearing only his boxer shorts. When she glanced down without him catching her looking, he still had evidence of an erection. In the sexual way that he stared at her with forbidden lust, she stared at him with incestuous seduction. Obviously, in the sexual way that he wanted her, taking two for them to have a forbidden, incestuous, sexual relationship, she sexually wanted him too.

Only, was it stepmother or stepson who'd dare make the first sexual move was the question? With the sexual onus off her but on him, if he dared to touch her, feel her, grope her, and kiss her, she'd make all of the rest of the sexual moves. Even though she wasn't related by blood, with them living under the same roof and with her married to his father, their sexual lust for one another would be deemed sexually inappropriate and incestuous. Once they started this forbidden, sexual affair, changing their relationship forever, there'd be no turning back.

It started with her husband never home and with them always alone together. It started with her overhearing him masturbating over her while imagining her naked and having sex with her. It continued with her masturbating over him while imagining him naked and having sex with him. Now, it escalated with her ready to expose her nearly naked body to him by wearing such a revealing, sexy nightgown. Whether it was him or her, it was destined that one of them would make the first sexual move.

* * * * *

As if she was standing in front of him topless, he stared at the big impressions her erect nipples made in her nightgown. Obviously, in the way that he stared at her and leered at the impressions her big tits made in her sheer, lowcut nightgown, he loved her tits. Now, as much as he, no doubt, wanted to see her naked breasts, she couldn't wait to show him her naked breasts.

She enjoyed him ogling her as much as he obviously enjoyed ogling her. The longer he stared at her nipples, the bigger her nipples grew. The longer he stared at her big tits, the bigger his cock erected in his underwear. The longer he stared at all that he could see of his stepmother through her sheer nightgown, the more that he obviously sexually wanted her and the more that she sexually wanted him.

In the way that she wished he'd reach out and feel her tits while fingering her nipples through her sheer nightgown, she wanted to reach out and feel his cock through his baggy boxer shorts while fondling his prick. In the way that she imagined him sucking her nipples, she imagined sucking his prick. In the way that she wanted him to cum for her, she wanted to cum for him. Something she never knew before but always suspected, now she knew that he sexually wanted her as much as she sexually wanted him.

"Hi," he said talking to her big, D cup breasts that stood proudly and nakedly displayed behind her sheer and totally, see-through nightgown.

Never removing his eyes from all that he could see of her tits, her nightgown not only showed the tops of her meaty breasts but also revealed her long line of sexy cleavage. Accustomed to men's sexual attention because of her pretty face and her sexy body, her big tits were the first things and sometimes the only things that men saw when she walked in a room, rounded a corner, or emerged from an elevator. Proud of her big tits, she felt bad for women who didn't receive the sexual attention with their pathetic A and B cup breasts that she received with her huge D cup tits.

A taller, blonder, and prettier version of Christina Hendricks, well aware of her sexual value as a seductress, she gave him a sexy smile and a come-hither look. Now that she knew that he sexually wanted her, she made no secret that she sexually wanted him too. Now that she knew that he sexually wanted her, she wanted to have some sexual fun by flashing him. Ready to flash him bits and pieces of her nearly naked body, she couldn't wait to see his reaction. She only hoped that she could entice him to kiss her while touching and feeling her everywhere a stepson should never touch and feel his stepmother.

"I'm hungry and was going to fix a midnight snack," she said looking at him with sexual seduction. "Are you hungry? Would like me to fix you something?"

As if lost in her long, line of sexy cleavage, he smiled at her tits before staring up at her blue eyes.

"I could eat. I wouldn't turn down a couple pieces of toast," he said. "I'll be right down."

As if it was Christmas, Valentine's Day, his birthday, or New Year's Eve, she did something unexpected that surprised him, shocked him actually. Overcome with the awareness of his sexual desire for her, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her pelvis against his pelvis, and gave him a hug. Wishing he'd kiss her, hump her, touch her, feel her, and/or grope her, she was so tempted to hump him, touch him, feel him, and/or grope him.

"I'm glad you decided to move back in with me after college," she said even though he had moved back months ago. "With your father never home and with me always so alone and lonely, I missed you," she said giving him a kiss on the lips and a full, body-to-body hug.

If only he dared to part her lips with his tongue, she'd allow him to French kiss her. She'd love nothing more than to make out with her stepson. She'd love nothing more than for him to push her back on his bed and remove her nightgown. She'd love nothing more than for John to strip her naked and have his wicked, sexual way with her.

With them nearly the same height, in the way that he, no doubt, could feel her big, nearly naked breasts pressed against his naked chest, she could feel his semi-erect and hardening, nearly naked cock pushing against her pussy. She was so wet. She was so horny. She was so sexually frustrated. She never sexually wanted any man in the way that she sexually wanted her stepson now.

If only they were naked, she wondered if he'd slip his prick in her already wet cunt. If only they were naked, instead of flashing him, they could have some real, sexy fun and have forbidden sex. If only they were naked, they could have incestuous sex instead. If only he'd stick his tongue in her mouth while feeling her tits and fingering her nipples, she'd move to her knees and suck his cock.Overtly, sexually revealing, the nightgown Elizabeth chose to wear for her stepson, John, without having the modesty to wear a robe over it, was short, low-cut, sheer, and virtually transparent. Able to see her nipples and areolas when looking hard enough and long enough, he could clearly see the shadow of her blonde, trimmed, pubic hair, and the shape of her naked ass. Whether exposing her naked tits, her naked ass, or her naked pussy, she couldn't make a move without flashing him some part of her sexy and shapely, naked body.

Especially when in the bright light of the kitchen showing John everything that he imagined and yearned to see of his stepmom's naked body, her nightgown left nothing, absolutely nothing, to his imagination. Obliging him while unmercifully, sexually teasing him, she'd be showing her stepson all that he hoped to see of her sexy, shapely, and nearly naked body. She'd be showing him all that he fantasized seeing of her while masturbating himself over the thoughts of her naked and having sex with him.

'Without doubt,' she thought when looking at her reflection in the mirror, 'after seeing me wearing this sexy, low-cut nightgown, he'll be masturbating over my naked image over and again. After seeing me wearing this short and sheer nightgown, he'll sexually want me more than he ever sexually wanted me before. After seeing me wearing this nearly transparent nightgown, maybe he'll make his sexual move and kiss me while touching me and feeling me everywhere through my nightgown. I'd love him to feel my tits, finger my nipples, and squeeze my ass through my nightgown.'

Before making her presence known, she fixed her hair, applied her makeup, and finished her transformation by applying bright, red lipstick to her lips. Imagining putting a ring of lipstick on his dipstick, she imagined getting her bright, red lipstick all over his erect cock while sucking his stiff prick. As long as he made the first, sexual move, she was ready to make all the rest of the sexual moves. With tonight the night, she was ready to go all the way and have sex with her stepson.

Then, before going to his room, with the intention of sexually teasing him, she licked her fingers and stuck her hand down the front of her nightgown top. She wetted her nipples before pulling them, turning them, and twisting them out further. She erected her nipples to the biggest she could get them. With her erect nipples staring back at her as if she had another set of eyes, she looked at herself in the mirror. She not only could see the impressions her nipples made in her nightgown but also, she could see the shape and size of her huge breasts.

She couldn't wait to show him what she looked like when wearing this sexy nightgown. Ready for him, she was ready to sexually surprise him. She was ready to sexually tease him. She was ready to sexually shock him. She was ready to sexually seduce him. She was ready to show him all that he imagined seeing of her naked body while he masturbated himself over the sexually inappropriate thoughts of having sex with her.

Putting herself out there and putting everything on the incestuous line that they've yet to cross, Elizabeth was ready to have sex with her stepson, John. Yet, before she could have sex with him, she needed him to make the first move. She needed him to kiss her while touching and feeling her everywhere. Hopefully, this nightgown would inspire him to finally act on his forbidden, sexual desire for her. Hopefully, seeing her wearing this nightgown is what he needed to make his move.

'Like stepmother, like stepson, in the way that he masturbated over me while imagining me naked and having sex with me, I want to have forbidden, incestuous sex with him too,' she thought. 'In the way that he stroked his cock while imagining me naked, after he strips me naked, I want to stroke his prick while sucking his prick. In the way he ejaculated his cum in a wad of tissues, I want him to ejaculate his cum in my mouth, a second load all over my face, and a third load in my pussy.'

As if her hands were his hands, she felt her ass. She felt her tits and fingered her nipples. She reached beneath her short nightgown to rub her clit and finger her pussy. She was making herself so horny. She was so sexually frustrated. She was so ready to have forbidden sex with her stepson. She needed his cock in her hand, in her mouth, and in her pussy. She needed to get laid. She needed him to fuck her. She needed him to give her his baby.

Ready to show him something so shockingly forbidden, she was ready to show her stepson all that he should never see of his stepmother. She was ready to show him only what his father had seen of her. She was ready to show him her nearly naked body and, if he sexually responded in kind, perhaps she'd show him her totally naked body.

No doubt, in the way that he'd love to see her naked ass, her naked tits, and her naked pussy, she'd love to see his naked cock. Yet, more than her merely flashing him, daring him to touch her, feel her, and have sex with her, if only he'd make the first, sexually forbidden move, ready to go all the way, she was ready to go even further. She was ready to have incestuous sex with him. Elizabeth was ready to suck and fuck her stepson.

* * * * *

"John?" She knocked lightly on his bedroom door and waited while listening for him to open his door. When he didn't respond, she lightly knocked again. Daring herself to barge in his bedroom, she was hoping to catch him naked. In the way she'd love to open her bedroom door to him while naked, she hoped he'd open his bedroom door to her while he wasn't wearing any clothes. "Are you awake, honey?"

Obviously done masturbating over his stepmother while imagining her naked and having sex with her, he opened his bedroom door shirtless and wearing only his boxer shorts. Instead of looking at her face, as if she was standing before him topless, his eyes went right to what he could see of her tits. When she saw him staring at her tits, she took a big breath while puffing out her chest even more. While he was busy looking at her tits, she stared down at his bulge. When she glanced down without him catching her looking, he still had evidence of an erection.

With something sexually prohibited in the air, in the sexual way that he stared at her with forbidden lust, she stared at him with incestuous seduction. Obviously, in the sexual way that he wanted her, she sexually wanted him too. Taking two for them to have a forbidden, incestuous, sexual relationship, she was ready to have sex with her husband's son. Hoping that he was ready to kiss her, feel her, finger her, lick her, and fuck her, she was ready to stroke him, suck him and fuck him.

Only, she still had an unanswered question. With her standing at his bedroom door nearly naked in her sexy nightgown and him opening his door in his boxer shorts, was it stepmother or stepson who'd dare make the first sexual move? Tired of playing silly, sexy games, it was time for him to take what he wanted. Obviously, with him masturbating over her while imagining her naked and having sex with her, she was the one he wanted.

If only he'd kiss her while groping her, she'd kiss him while groping him too. With the sexual onus off her but on him, if he dared to touch her, feel her, grope her, and kiss her, she'd make all of the rest of the sexual moves. If he dared touch her, feel her, grope her, and kiss her, she'd not only allow him to touch her, feel her, grope her, and kiss her but also, she'd return his kiss while feeling his growing erection through his underwear.

Even though she wasn't related to John by blood, with them living under the same roof and with her married to his father, their sexual lust for one another would not only be deemed sexually inappropriate but also incestuous. Once they started this forbidden, sexual affair, changing their relationship forever from stepmother and stepson to illicit lovers, there'd be no turning back. Once they started this forbidden, sexual affair, they'd never be horny or sexually frustrated again. Willing to stroke him, suck him, and fuck him, as long as he was willing to finger her, lick her, and make love to her, she was ready.

Not entirely her fault, it started with her husband never home and with them always alone together. It started with her overhearing her stepson masturbating over her while imagining her naked and having sex with her. It continued with her masturbating over him while imagining him naked and having sex with him. Now, it escalated with her ready to flash him and expose her nearly naked body to him by wearing such a flimsy, sheer, and sexily revealing nightgown. Whether it was him or her, it was destined that one of them would make the first sexual move and have sex.

* * * * *

As if she was standing in front of him topless, he stared at the big impressions her erect nipples made in her nightgown. The longer and harder he stared, the more that he could see and the bigger her nipples grew. Obviously, in the way that he stared at her erect nipples and leered at the impressions her big tits made in her sheer, lowcut nightgown, he loved her tits. Obviously, he'd love to feel her tits and suck her tits.

If she wasn't horny, sexually frustrated, and sexually aroused enough, he was making her even hornier, more sexually frustrated, and more sexually aroused with his leering stares. Now, as much as he, no doubt, wanted to see her naked breasts, she couldn't wait to show him her naked breasts. Proud of her big tits, curious for his sexual reaction to seeing her naked breasts, she wanted to show him her big, naked tits.

Just as she hoped he couldn't wait to touch her tits, feel her tits, fondle her tits, and suck her tits, she couldn't wait for him to touch her tits, feel her tits, fondle her tits, and suck her tits. As much as she couldn't wait for him to grope her through her nightgown, she couldn't wait to grope him through his boxer shorts. As much as she wanted him to have his wicked, sexual way with her tits, she wanted to touch his cock, feel his cock, stroke his cock, suck his cock, and fuck his cock.

Glad that he was as sexually interested in her as she was sexually interested in him, she enjoyed him ogling her as much as he obviously enjoyed ogling her. The longer he stared at all that he could see of her through her sheer nightgown, the more she wanted to show him of her nearly naked body. The longer he stared at her big tits, the bigger his cock erected in his underwear. The longer he stared at all that he could see of his stepmother through her nearly transparent nightgown, the more that he obviously sexually wanted her and the more that she sexually wanted him.

In the way that she wished he'd reach out and feel her tits while fingering her nipples through her sheer nightgown, she wanted to reach out and feel his cock through his baggy boxer shorts while fondling his prick. In the way that she imagined him fingering and sucking her nipples, she imagined stroking and sucking his prick. In the way that she wanted him to cum for her, she wanted to cum for him too. Something she never knew before but always suspected, after hearing him masturbating over her, now she knew that he sexually wanted her as much as she sexually wanted him.

"Hi," he said talking to her big, D cup breasts that stood proudly and nakedly displayed behind her sexy and totally, see-through nightgown.

Never removing his eyes from all that he could see of her tits, her nightgown not only showed the tops of her meaty breasts but also revealed her long line of sexy cleavage. She was accustomed to men's sexual attention because of her pretty face and her sexy body. Sometimes, her big tits were the first part and sometimes the only part that men saw when she walked in a room, rounded a corner, or emerged from an elevator. Proud of her big breasts, she felt bad for women who didn't receive the sexual attention with their pathetic A and B cup breasts that she received with her huge D cup tits.

A taller, blonder, and prettier version of Christina Hendricks, well aware of her sexual value as a seductress and a sexually desired stepmother, she gave him a sexy smile and a come-hither look. Now that she knew that he sexually wanted her as much as she sexually wanted him, she made no secret that she sexually wanted him too. Sexually teasing him while seducing him and hoping that he'd touch her, grope her, and kiss her, she wanted to have some sexy, sexual, and forbidden fun by flashing him every part of her naked body.

Ready to flash him her naked ass, her naked pussy, and her naked tits, she couldn't wait to see his reaction from seeing so very much of her and what he had never seen of her before. Only, not wanting him to think her a whore, whatever she flashed him needed to appear accidental. Whatever she deliberately flashed him of her naked ass, tits, and pussy, needed to seem unintentional. While sexually teasing him, she only hoped that she could entice him to kiss her while touching and feeling her everywhere a stepson should never touch and feel his stepmother.

"I'm hungry and was going to fix a midnight snack," she said looking at him with sexual seduction. Only, she wasn't hungry for food. She was hungry for him. She was hungry for sex. "Are you hungry? Would like me to fix you something?"

As if lost in her long, line of sexy cleavage, he smiled at her tits before staring up at her blue eyes.

"I could eat. I wouldn't turn down a couple pieces of toast," he said. "I'll be right down."

As if it was Christmas, Valentine's Day, his birthday, or New Year's Eve, making her sexual move, she did something unexpected that surprised him, shocked him actually. Overcome with the awareness of his sexual desire for her, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her pelvis against his pelvis, and gave him a hug. Wishing he'd kiss her, hump her, touch her, feel her, and/or grope her, she was so tempted to hump him, touch him, feel him, and/or grope him.

"I'm glad you decided to move back in with me after college," she said even though he had moved back months ago. "With your father never home and with me always so alone and lonely, I missed you," she said giving him a kiss on the lips while continuing to give him a full, body-to-body hug.

If only he dared to part her lips with his tongue, she'd allow him to French kiss her. She'd love nothing more than to make out with her stepson while he felt her nearly naked body through her nightgown. She'd love nothing more than for him to push her back on his bed and remove her nightgown. She'd love nothing more than for John to strip her naked and have his wicked, sexual way with her.

With them nearly the same height, in the way that he, no doubt, could feel her big, nearly naked breasts pressed against his naked chest, she could feel his semi-erect and hardening, nearly naked cock pushing against her pussy. She was so wet. She was so horny. She was so sexually frustrated. She never sexually wanted any man ever before in the way that she sexually wanted her stepson right now.

If only they were naked, she wondered if he'd slip his prick in her already wet cunt. If only they were naked, she'd reach her hand down and take his cock in her hand and stroke him. If only they were naked, instead of flashing him, they could have some real, sexy fun and have forbidden sex. If only they were naked, they could have incestuous sex instead. If only he'd stick his tongue in her mouth while feeling her tits and fingering her nipples, she'd move to her knees and suck his cock while stroking his prick. She couldn't wait until they were naked.

Chapter 05:

Sexually teasing one another, in the way that she was in her virtually, transparent nightgown without her having the modesty to wear a robe, he came downstairs in a tee-shirt, boxer shorts, and slippers. Every time he moved, leaned, or bent forward at the waist, he flashed her the side of his semi-stiff, naked erection through the opening of his pajama pee hole. His cock grew bigger and harder, no doubt, from the sexy, nearly naked sight of her. Every time she moved, no matter how little or how much, she flashed him her big, naked breasts, her shapely, naked ass, or her blonde, trimmed, naked pussy.

In the way that he, no doubt, wished her breasts would fall out of her nightgown, she wished his erect prick would emerge from his pee hole. In the way that he, undoubtedly wished she'd expose her naked tits to him, she wished he'd expose his naked cock to her. Tits for cock, while one waited for the other to make the first, sexual move, it was a stalemate. Only, tonight was different. Sex was in the air tonight.

'This is it,' she thought. 'This is my chance to seduce my stepson. This is my chance to finally have sex with John.'

Continuing to sexually tease one another, they dared one another to make the first, sexual move. Hoping that he couldn't resist her, she hoped he'd take her in his arms and kiss her. In the way that she'd love to be kissed, she'd love to kiss her stepson. While showing her sexual passion for him, she'd love to French kiss him. While showing his sexual passion for her, she'd love him to French kiss her while touching her, feeling her, and fondling her everywhere through her thin nightgown.

In the way that she'd love nothing more than to feel his erection through his boxer shorts, she'd love him to feel her big breasts while fingering her erect nipples through her thin nightgown. In the way that she'd love to fondle the head of his naked prick and stroke his naked cock, she'd love him to finger her naked pussy and rub her clit. In the way that she'd love to suck his cock, she'd love him to lick her cunt, his stepmother's cunt. Just as he'd clearly love to make love to her and fuck her, she'd love to make love to him and fuck him.

While he stared at her as if she was naked, she made him toast and poured him juice. Continuing to sexually tease him, she leaned at the waist and flashed him her naked tits while pouring his juice. With him staring at all that he could see of her tits down her open nightgown top, she gave him a long, look of her naked breasts. Obviously, he saw her shapely, naked breasts, her naked, pink areolas, and her naked, erect nipples. Then, purposely dropping the cap to the orange juice, she turned and leaned at the waist.

In the way that she had flashed him her naked breasts, she flashed him her naked ass and the back of her blonde, trimmed, naked pussy. She didn't have to turn to know that he was looking. She could feel the heat of his stare. Taking longer than necessary to find the dropped cap, she was hoping that he'd feel her ass and/or finger her pussy. She imagined him coming up behind her, removing his cock from his boxer shorts, inserting his stiff prick inside of her, and fucking her from behind as if she was a dog in heat.

Now that she flashed him her naked tits, her naked ass, and her naked pussy, she couldn't wait to see his naked prick. Only, whatever more she flashed him of herself, she needed to make her flashing appear unintentional and accidental instead of deliberate. Hoping his cock would pop out of his boxer shorts, she couldn't wait to see his naked prick. She wondered what he'd do and/or would say if his stiff prick popped out of his boxer shorts and made a surprise appearance.

* * * * *

"Let's move to the living room, shall we? It's more comfortable there than sitting on these hard, kitchen stools," she said retiring to the living room.

As if he was her husband instead of her stepson, he sat in his father's chair and she sat across from him on the couch. With the couch lower than his chair, she knew that she was already giving him an up-nightgown view of her naked pussy. Not careful how she sat, comfortable in her own home, she parted her knees just enough for him to see all that he wanted to see of her naked, blonde, trimmed pussy.