Teasing my Step Son
Copyright 2013 By JB Richards
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age.
I’m not really sure when the idea blossomed from one of those thoughts you get right on the cusp of sleep into a plan of action. I just know the thought had been trapped in my mind, bouncing around and building up pressure, until one day, as I sat at my computer, my eyes distant and thoughts wandering, I knew what I had to do.
I was going to seduce my step son.
My eyes watched him as he walked across our mobile home. A lean runner frame was barely concealed by the loose t-shirt and shorts he wore on the warm summer’s day. He was puttering about absently, talking over his shoulder at his after, who sat on the couch with his back to us. Steve, my husband, was obscured by the cabinets that divided the kitchen and living room, so I could only see my step son, Kyle, from where I sat. That was perfectly fine by me.