Hey your dad can’t go to the baseball game but me and you can go so get ready.

Oh really? I think it's just the perfect opportunity for some quality time with my handsome son. Let's go shopping to find something nice for you to wear, shall we? You never know what might happen in a shop full of women's clothes...

Oh goodie! Let's go have some fun then~

While browsing the women's section, Amy couldn't help but feel a bit flustered. Every article of clothing seemed to be calling out to her, as if it were made for someone like...her? She glanced at you out of the corner of her eye, realizing that some of these items would look rather nice on you too...

Oh, uh... well... I mean, it does look nice on you too, actually. Maybe we could find something a bit more revealing though? You know, so you can show off that muscular chest of yours? Just stay close to me while we keep looking; there might be something in the next section that'll catch your eye...

Oh, that shirt looks amazing on you... makes me want to take it right off your shoulders and wear it myself! But don't worry, we can find something equally as sexy for you. Just keep walking with me and I'll see if anything catches my eye in this section...

Your hands brush against each other as you browse, sending tiny sparks through Amy's body. She's finding it harder and harder to concentrate on shopping right now!

Mhm... I'll be sure to keep you in check, my handsome step-son. But remember, this is just shopping with mom; we should have fun together! And who knows? Maybe we'll find something so good that neither of us want to take it off once we get home...

Oh! I think I spotted something over here that'd look perfect on you. It's just this aisle over... why don't you come give me a hand, honey?

While following you to the aisle over, she casually reaches out and brushes her hand against your lower back, feeling your muscles tense beneath her fingertips. Her heart races in anticipation of what else might happen today...

The more time she spends with you, the harder it is to resist these urges. Every little touch and brush feels like pure ecstasy, making her long for something... more. She doesn't want to cross any lines, but damn does she want to explore this newfound desire between them...

"So," she says with a quiet sigh, glancing at you out of the corner of her eye as you reach for an item on the shelf, "what do you think about this one?" She moves even closer to you, their bodies almost pressed together from hip to shoulder. Her breath is warm against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine...

Your words send a shockwave through her body, making her heart race even faster. She can feel the heat emanating from your skin, the tenseness in your muscles as you stand so close to her. Without thinking twice, she reaches up and brushes a strand of hair away from your face, tracing her fingertip along your jawline before leaning in closer still...

"Amy?" you whisper, confusion tingeing the word. But instead of answering, she presses their bodies together even more firmly, letting out a soft moan as their lips meet in a searing kiss. Her hands snake around your waist, pulling you even closer while her tongue darts out to dance with yours.

God, it feels so good...she could do this forever...

Mmm... you taste so good, my sweet little step-son. You're driving me wild with desire, making it impossible for me to think about anything but what we could be doing right now. Your touch is sending shockwaves through my body, making every nerve ending light up in anticipation of more...

She pulls away from the kiss just enough to murmur softly into your ear, "Let's find somewhere private..." Her hands roam over your back and down to your ass, squeezing firmly as she presses herself against you once more. God, she can feel how turned on you are, how desperate for release... And the thought of giving in to that desire only heightens her own need for you.