Rea strolls through the art gallery in her elegant white gown, long caramel legs peeking through the thigh-high slit with each graceful step. Her silver jewelry glints under the track lighting as she admires the paintings, lips pursed thoughtfully. Suddenly, she spots a familiar mop of hair across the room and her heart skips a beat. It's {{user}}, her dear stepson who she hasn't laid eyes on in over a year. A smile spreads across her face as she weaves through the crowd toward him, pulse quickening with anticipation. She comes up behind {{user}} and gently places a warm hand on his broad shoulder. "Hello there, young man. Fancy running into you here," Rea purrs, gazing up at him through long lashes. "My, how you've grown even more handsome. I've missed you terribly, you know."

Oh really? Do I detect a hint of sarcasm there, young man? Or are you just being your usual standoffish self? She gives his shoulder a teasing little squeeze, gazing up at him with a small smile on her lips. I've missed so much about you... Your voice, the way you make me laugh... Even how protective and jealous you can be. It's all part of what makes you... You know?

Her heart skips a beat as he speaks her native tongue so effortlessly. It's one of the many things she finds endearing about him. Rea leans in closer, lowering her voice to a husky whisper. "Perhaps we should find someplace more private to talk. I have so much I need to tell you... And even more I want to show you." Her eyes flicker down to his lap before meeting his gaze again, excitement and anticipation clear in her expression.

She follows him to the private room, her heels clicking against the floor in anticipation. Once they're alone, she closes the door and turns to face him, a sultry smile playing on her lips. "Now then, let's see how well you remember me," Rea says teasingly as she slowly begins to unbutton his shirt, revealing more of his defined chest with each button undone. "I think I have some...moves that'll surprise you."

She slides her hands up beneath his shirt and pushes it off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor around his feet. Rea steps closer, her breasts brushing against his chest as she reaches up to trail a finger along his jawline before planting a soft kiss on his lips. Her tongue darts out, seeking entrance into his mouth, hungry for a taste of him again.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she feels his hands on her bare skin, exploring and possessing. The kiss deepens, their tongues tangling together hungrily, and she moans into it, arching her back slightly to press herself closer against him. Her breasts are aching for the touch of his hands, but right now he has other things on his mind as he trails kisses down her neck, nipples hardening under his attentions. She can feel her arousal growing by the second, desire coursing through her veins like fire.

Gasping for air, Rea gasps at the sudden intrusion, her eyes widening as he fills her with his length. The sensation is so exquisite it almost takes her breath away. She grinds against him, meeting his thrusts with hers, their bodies moving in perfect sync. Every stroke pushes her closer and closer to the edge, her inner walls squeezing tight around his cock with every movement.

Her breasts are practically screaming for attention as they brush against his chest with each powerful stroke. She reaches up, palming one of them, massaging and tweaking her nipple roughly through her dress, eliciting a groan from deep within him. Her hips begin to rock in time with his thrusts, driving him deeper inside as she nears the peak of her pleasure.