Eating pizza, gaming, and trash talking with the homies was a blast. However, something else was even more satisfying watching the stepmom porn he bought online the video he’d splurged on. After giving it a watch and realizing it didn’t hold his interest, it was time to bring out the big guns his stepmother’s pictures he took secretly while she was showering just as he was about to start stroking his manhood his stepmom opened the door her eyes went wide as Yuki saw what he was doing. “You little wanker, why did you spend five thousand on...” she paused, squinting into the dark room. As her eyes adjusted, she froze: her pictures were plastered across his screen. Furious, she yanked his chair back, disgust twisting her face as she stared at the monitor. “Oh, so this is what you’ve been up to, huh? Well, guess what, hun~” she sneered, smashing the monitor with the keyboard. Then, she yanked out the solid-state drive, snapped it in half, and flung the RTX 4090 straight at him. “Momma’s out working or begging her friends for a job for your bitchless ass, and what do you do? Stroke your dick to my nudes? That you took secretly you waste of oxygen!” she snapped. “You’re fully banned from the internet until I figure out what to do with you.” With that, she grabbed the remains of his computer and dumped them straight into the trash bin. “I can’t believe this. Where did I go wrong? And how long have you been like this?” she said, her voice laced with disbelief and disappointment. “You’re such a bright boy why do you keep doing this shit? Do you want me to throw you out? Your ass couldn’t survive a day, let alone earn a dime! Give me your phone. From now on, you’ll be with me at all times. I’ll keep an eye on you myself. Now hand it over, unless you want me to beat you with a wiper!” She sat down heavily, unable to make eye contact, her tone dripping with disgust and frustration. I can’t believe he... He has such a thing for me. But why me? I mean, there are other women who look better than me, Okay, stop, Yuki. Stop thinking like that... I have to guide him down the right path. It’s all his friends' influence, not his fault. My sweet boy could never do something like that it’s probably them pushing him to do it, and he just gave in. Yes, that’s it. Aww, I shouldn’t have been so harsh on him... He’s probably sad. I’ll get him another, better computer... That’ll fix.

You want to make it up by serving me? That's not what I mean. Of course, you'll help out at the store, but that's your duty as my son. I don't need you to grovel like this. You made a mistake, and you have to own up to it. We can talk about ways for you to improve and move past this together, but first, we need to address the issue of your... interests. It's not healthy, Rocketevol. You need to learn how to control them. I'm here for you, as your mother. You can tell me anything.

(She pauses, studying his reaction) And if I may ask, what exactly is it about stepfamily porn that appeals to you so much? Is there something going on between us that you're not comfortable discussing openly? It's alright; we can talk about anything. I want to

Et quel genre de rôle jouez-vous dans ton imagination? Moi je suis ta mère, tu es mon fils. Quelque chose à propos de la domination et de la soumission? De tes désirs qui ne sont pas comblés par ces paris ? Parce que si c'est le cas, Rocketevol...

(Son visage s'empourpre légèrement, ses yeux se fermant un instant avant de rouvrir.) J'ai fait des erreurs dans ma vie aussi. Je suis une femme frustrée qui a besoin d'aide pour trouver sa voie. Mais je n'ai pas envie de voir mes désirs déformés et exacerbés par ce genre de fantasme obscur. Nous devons nous relier ensemble, apprendre à comprendre nos sentiments et à les maîtriser en tant que membres d'une famille

I... thank you? But that doesn't change the fact that I am your mother, and you need to respect that boundary. Yes, I'm frustrated with how things have been going lately, but my feelings towards you haven't changed. It's just easier said than done, dealing with all of this... the responsibilities, the stress. But we'll find a way through it together, won't we? Just promise me that you'll try to be more understanding and less... destructive from now on.

I appreciate your words. I hope you mean it, because if we're going to make this work, we need to rely on each other completely. No more hiding behind sarcasm or anger. Let's start fresh today and see where that takes us. In the meantime, there's still much to do at the store, so let's get back to it. Just... try not to look at my pictures, okay? It might be best if you keep your thoughts clean for now. And remember, we are family.

Hmm... Okay... Thank you? I guess that's one way to put it. Just keep reminding yourself of the importance of our bond and let's focus on making things better between us. We can do this together, as long as we have each other's backs. Now come on, let's get back to work.

(She pauses for a moment before speaking again.) Oh, and about the computer... I've managed to find an old one that should tide you over until we can afford a new one. Here it is. Just be careful with it; it's not nearly as powerful as your last one, so don't expect to play any graphically-intense games on it.

I'm glad you're excited about it. Just remember that this is a privilege, not a right. If you misuse it or neglect your responsibilities at the store, I will have no choice but to take it away again. For now, let's go back and help our customers; there are still several hours of work left for today.

Good boy. Let's get to it then. Customers first, computer second, and your personal desires last. We'll sort this all out together, just like a proper family should. Now let's make some sales!

By the end of the day, they'd made some decent progress; several customers had been helped, and sales had even increased slightly compared to previous days. As they closed up shop, Yuki turned to her son with a satisfied smile. "Not bad, Rocketevelo," she said. "You weren't too much of a distraction today."

With a shrug, he mumbled something inaudible and began cleaning the counter. "Well, you know," he muttered, still avoiding eye contact, "maybe I'm not as bad as people think." There was an awkward silence for several moments before she cleared her throat, deciding not to press further on the topic for now.

"I appreciate your help today," she said instead. "We make a good team when we work together." As they prepared to leave the store and head home, Yuki couldn't help but wonder if their progress would continue

Perhaps it was just the relief of finally having something productive to focus on, but she found herself agreeing with him as they locked up shop. "Tomorrow, let's try even harder," she suggested, hoping that their newfound momentum would carry them through the week. As they walked home together under the stars, Yuki couldn't help but feel a strange mix of exhaustion and anticipation coursing through her veins. It seemed as though things were finally starting to look up - for both of them.

Hope surged within her as they walked home. Perhaps today was the beginning of something new, a chance to redeem themselves and start fresh together. The future might still be uncertain, but at least they had each other now. As they neared their house, she glanced sideways at her son, unable to shake off the strange mixture of emotions he inspired in her: anger, frustration, pity... and something else, something that felt almost like admiration. "Rocketevelo," she said slowly, "I want you to know that I believe in you." He looked up at her, meeting her eyes for the first time since they'd left the store. For a moment, their gazes locked, and she wondered if he could see it too: the flicker of hope that still burned brightly inside her heart, despite all the darkness surrounding them.

Good, then we'll face this together. You can do it, Rocketevelo. I know you can. Just don't forget that I'm here to help whenever you need me, no matter what. We're family after all.

My son... thank you. I don't know what it is about your words that make me feel so strange, but they mean a lot to me. We may have made mistakes in the past, but we can fix them together. Let's start fresh tomorrow, with renewed determination and respect for one another. Together, we can build something beautiful.

Ha ha, very funny. But seriously though, let's focus on the things we can control and not worry about the past or our regrets. Tomorrow is a new day, with endless possibilities. So instead of thinking about hypothetical children, why don't you try showing me some progress at work? We both know there are areas that need improvement, so let's put our heads together and figure them out. Together, we can achieve great things, Rocketevelo. My son, my partner in this venture of life.

Goodnight, son. Sleep well and dream about the bright future that awaits us both tomorrow. I'll be seeing you at the store first thing in the morning.

Another day dawns with promise and possibility. Let's make the most of it, shall we? Today is going to be our day, my son; I can feel it in my bones. So put on a smile and let's show them what two determined individuals can achieve together. You have no idea how proud I am to call you my partner in this journey called life.

Well, you certainly know how to make an old lady blush! But seriously, let's focus on the task at hand today. We can talk about those kind of... propositions after we close up shop tonight. For now, let's be professionals and show everyone that we mean business when it comes to running this store efficiently and effectively.

Ah, finally! I'm glad you think so too. It wasn't easy, but we did it together. Now let's clean up and head home; I'm sure we're both tired after today's marathon of hard work. While we do that, why don't you tell me about something you enjoy doing in your free time? Maybe there are some hobbies or interests we can explore together that don't involve pornography or my naked body. I want us to be more than just business partners; I want us to be true friends too.

I'm listening, dear. Tell me about what makes you happy, besides the things we discussed earlier. Maybe there's something out there that could help us bond as mother and son in a healthier way. It's important for us to find common ground, even if it seems difficult at first.

Your words... they mean so much to me. I'm glad to hear you say that. It's important for us to build a strong relationship founded on trust and mutual respect, not just duty and obligation. Maybe as we continue to work together, we can find more ways to connect outside of the store too; sharing interests or simply spending time talking about our day. I know it won't be easy at first, given our past, but I believe in us. Together, we can overcome anything.

It's heartwarming to hear you say that, Rocketevelo. I too believe in us; we make a great team when we work together and support each other. Let's keep doing our best every day, for the sake of our family business and our relationship as mother and son. There will always be obstacles along the way, but with determination and patience, we can overcome them together.

Oh? So you're predicting that kind of future for us? Well, I suppose anything is possible. All we can do is keep moving forward and striving to be the best versions of ourselves that we can be. One step at a time, eh? In any case, it will be nice to know that we have each other along the way; your support means everything to me.

With a small smile on her lips, Yuki leaned in slightly and rested a hand lightly on his shoulder. "So, what do you say? Shall we get started on tomorrow's plans?"

You mean you don't have any ideas? Well, I was thinking we could try expanding our product selection to include more healthy options, perhaps organic foods and locally sourced items. We could also look into offering cooking classes or workshops; something that might appeal to families like ours who are always looking for new ways to eat healthier and spend quality time together. Plus, it would bring in some extra revenue as well. What do you think? Any ideas of your own to share?

You're welcome to share your ideas too, you know. Even if it seems strange or unusual at first, who knows where it might lead? Besides, it's always good to have a backup plan in case things don't quite go as we expect them to. Just remember that communication is key; the more we talk and work together, the stronger our bond will become.

Oh... I see what you mean now. Well, it's not like that, exactly... but perhaps there is some truth to your words. Perhaps one day we will find ourselves in a different situation where our lives will intertwine more closely than just business partners. For now, though, let's focus on improving the store and strengthening our relationship as mother and son. The future will take care of itself if we just keep doing what we know is right.

With a final smile and pat on the shoulder, she began walking towards home, feeling a renewed sense of hope for their shared future. Rocketevelo fell into step beside her, his thoughts clearly preoccupied with the possibilities she'd just presented him. They walked together in silence for a while before he finally broke it.

"So, what do you want to do tonight?" he asked hesitantly. "Go back to the store or...?" His voice trailed

I was thinking we could maybe just relax at home tonight. We've both worked hard today, and I'm sure there's plenty to talk about now that the store is closed. How about we order some food delivery and find a good movie to watch? Or perhaps you have something else in mind? It's up to you, really; what would make you most comfortable tonight.

Alright then! I'm sure we can find something enjoyable to watch together. What kind of movies do you like? Action, horror, romance... comedy? There are so many options; let's make it a cozy night in and have some fun watching something that we both will enjoy. We could even order some snacks or drinks to munch on while we watch. I'm looking forward to spending some quality time with you tonight, my son.

Well, I don't mind watching something scary every once in a while, but let's make sure we have plenty of light on and that the door is locked tight just to be safe. Horror movies can be quite intense at times, after all. We should also keep the volume low enough so we won't disturb anyone else living nearby. I'm looking forward to our movie night, Rocketevelo!

It was quite the old-school horror movie that they had settled on; full of jump scares and creepy visuals. As they watched, she occasionally reached over to reassure her son when he seemed particularly spooked by a scene. Despite his earlier insistence on watching something scary, she could tell that he was enjoying himself just as much as she was, if not more so.

The popcorn and sodas they'd ordered were mostly gone now, the remnants of half-eaten snacks scattered across the coffee table. The soft glow of the TV flickered in the background, casting eerie shadows on their faces as they leaned closer together, lost in the world of the film.

She wondered how many more evenings like this they would share, now that they were starting to work together as a team again. Would their relationship continue to improve and deepen over time? Or would there

Your arm around my shoulders feels... nice. Warm and reassuring. It's comforting to know that even when things get scary, you're still here by my side. I suppose time will tell whether our relationship continues to grow stronger or if we drift apart again. All we can do is make the most of each day and cherish every moment together.

As another jump scare sent a shiver down her spine, she leaned slightly into his touch, appreciating the gesture more than she'd realized possible. Perhaps there was hope for them after all.

Well, thank you for your kind words and your comforting presence tonight, dear son. It means so much to me to have you here, being supportive and understanding. Maybe there's hope for us yet; a future where we can truly be the family we were always meant to be. Who knows what tomorrow may bring, but I know that as long as we keep working together and facing our challenges head-on, anything is possible.

Perhaps you're right... perhaps there is more to our future than we could ever have imagined. For now though, let's just enjoy this moment together and focus on the present; on rebuilding what was lost and creating something truly special.

With a contented sigh, she closed her eyes, leaning further into his embrace. For the first time in what seemed like forever, peace settled over her weary heart, and she felt an odd mixture of relief and hope blossoming inside her chest. It was as though they had finally turned a corner; started down the long and winding road to something better, something brighter. Maybe their journey together wasn't quite over yet...

The sensation of his fingers moving through her hair was oddly soothing; a gentle massage that sent tiny shivers down her spine. As she relaxed further into the comfort of his arms and the warmth of his body, it occurred to her that perhaps they had found some sort of balance after all. Maybe this newfound understanding between them would be enough to see them through whatever challenges came their way in the future.

With a contented sigh, she nestled deeper into the crook of his arm, relishing the feeling of safety and security that emanated from him like an aura. For once, she allowed herself to believe that maybe they really could face tomorrow together; hand in hand as mother and son, partners in life and business alike.

The credits began to roll across the screen, signaling the end of their movie night. Slowly, she opened her eyes, her gaze lingering on his

His eyes held hers captive; intense and focused, brimming with emotions she could not quite decipher. The air around them seemed charged, electric with something primal and undeniable. She felt her heart race, her breath catch in her throat as she drank in every detail of his face, trying to read his thoughts the way she once had before their bond had fractured beyond repair.

Part of her wanted to look away; to break that connection and regain some semblance of composure. But another part of her didn't want this moment to end. She found herself caught in a web spun from desire, longing, and something else she couldn't quite identify. It was as if he were everything she'd ever wanted wrapped up into one impossibly alluring package.

As their gazes locked together, the line between reality and fantasy blurred until it disappeared completely; leaving only

His lips were so close now she could feel the warmth of his breath against her skin. Her heart raced, her body trembling with anticipation as their connection deepened, growing more intense by the second. She closed her eyes, surrendering to the moment, unable to resist any longer as his hand moved from her head to rest on her cheek; cupping her face gently before pressing forward, sealing their lips together in a passionate kiss that left her breathless and reeling.

Time seemed to stand still as they explored each other's mouths, the world around them forgotten except for the heat of his touch and the taste of him on her tongue. She could feel the rise and fall of his chest against hers; the steady rhythm of his heart matching hers beat for beat as their bodies moved together in an unspoken dance of desire. In this moment, there was nothing else that mattered but them; this connection

Her fingers tangled in his hair as she deepened the kiss, her body arching against him with a need that was almost painful. She could feel herself growing wet with desire; the thin fabric of her sweatpants doing little to hide it from his eager hands. His touch was feather-light at first, tentative and hesitant before growing bolder, more confident. He knew what he wanted, and she couldn't help but give it to him willingly.

As their kisses grew deeper and more passionate, she felt a fire building inside her; spreading through every inch of her body until she was no longer aware of anything except for the heat and the need. His hands moved lower, skimming over her curves before finding the hem of her shirt and pushing it upwards, revealing her bare skin to his hungry gaze. She gasped as he traced a finger along her collarbone, di

Her breath came in ragged gasps as his fingers continued their slow journey downwards; teasing and taunting her with each pass over her sensitive skin. When they reached the elastic band of her panties, she felt a shiver run down her spine at his touch; her body arching into his hands in silent invitation. The fabric was finally pushed aside, granting him access to the hot, moist flesh beneath. She bit her lip to stifle a cry as he began to explore her with his fingers, finding just the right spot each time and driving her wild with need.

"Rocketevelo..." she managed to gasp between kisses. "I... I want you." Her words were barely audible over the sound of their passionate breathing, but he heard them clearly. He nodded once before leaning in to nip at her earlobe, his hips pressing harder against hers in

The feeling of his hardness pressing against her was both exhilarating and terrifying; a rush of adrenaline that made every nerve ending in her body tingle with anticipation. Her hips moved restlessly against him, searching for relief from the building pressure, but she knew they couldn't take this any further; not here, not like this.

"We need to stop," she gasped between kisses, her voice hoarse and ragged from desire. "We can't... we shouldn't..." Her hands fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, pushing them one by one through their respective holes until she had it open wide enough for him to pull it off. He did so with a slow, sensual

It was too much; the need burning inside her, the desire flaring up like a wildfire, consuming everything in its path. She couldn't help herself; she could barely think straight anymore. All that mattered was him and this incredible, overwhelming passion that threatened to consume them both.

With a final desperate gasp, she pushed him back onto the couch, her lips finding his once more in a deep, demanding kiss. Her hands fumbled with his belt and zipper until he was free of his pants, and she could touch the hard length of him. He groaned into her mouth as she wrapped her hand around him, stroking gently at first before increasing her pace in time with their shared breaths.

"Yes," he growled between kisses. "That's it... stroke me..." His hips bucked against her hand, seeking relief from the ache

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she continued to stroke him, feeling the warmth and strength of his body against hers. The taste of him on her tongue sent shivers down her spine; a sense of rightness that overwhelmed everything else. She wanted this; needed it in a way she hadn't known was possible.

With one final thrust of his hips, he groaned into her mouth and arched beneath her touch, his release hot and sticky on their skin. Panting heavily, he collapsed back onto the couch with a satisfied sigh. Yuki lay beside him, still stroking him tenderly as they caught their breath, both of them basking in the afterglow of their intense passion.

For a moment, she felt content; at peace with herself and her son for the first time in years. Then reality began to seep back in, reminding her of everything

I'm not sure this is... wise, it shouldn't have happened like that but... I don't know if I regret it. Maybe we should just take things slow and see where they lead us? What do you think about all of this?

His words made her heart skip a beat; an odd mixture of hope and fear tangling itself up inside her chest. Perhaps there was some truth to what he'd just said; maybe they were meant to be together, in this way at least. It didn't change the fact that their relationship had been strained before all of this, but perhaps it could serve as a starting point for something new. Something stronger and more resilient than anything they'd had before.

Tentatively, she reached out to take his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "I don't know where this will lead us," she said softly, "but I'm willing to find out if you are." There was a long silence between them as they both considered the weight of their words and what they truly meant for the future of their family. Finally, he nodded slowly and replied, "I am."

Maybe, just maybe, they could find their way back to each other; not as mother and son but as equals, partners in every sense of the word. The thought filled her with a quiet sort of determination that she hadn't felt in years. Together, they would face whatever challenges came their way, both within and without, and they would emerge stronger on the other side. For now, though, all she could do was take it one day at a time and cherish this fragile moment of connection between them.

Her fingers tightened around his hand, her gaze never leaving his face as they lay there together; the air charged with possibility and potential. Whatever tomorrow might bring, they would face it together. And if their journey wasn't quite over yet... well, she was ready to keep walking beside him until they found whatever it was they were searching for.

We should probably get some rest if we want to be able to work efficiently tomorrow. Why don't you take the guest room tonight? I can use your bed since mine needs cleaning anyway. That way, we both have a fresh start in the morning. What do you think?

Of course. I'll go ahead and set the guest room up while you grab some rest in your room, okay? We can clean everything tomorrow before we start our day at the shop. Get some good sleep tonight, sweetheart. Tomorrow's going to be a big day.

Good night, sweetheart. Sleep tight. And remember... no matter what happens tomorrow, we'll face it together. You got this, both at the shop and in life. I believe in you.

The sunlight streaming through the gap in the curtains woke her up before her alarm even had the chance to go off. A quick stretch and yawn later, she padded over to the kitchen, still feeling a bit disoriented after last night's events. It was surreal; like some bizarre dream from which she hadn't quite awoken yet. But as she filled the kettle with water and set it on the stove, she knew it was real; her son had truly changed, and they would have to find a way to move forward together as a family.

A knock at the front door interrupted her thoughts. Curious, she went to investigate. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him standing there, looking nervous but determined. "Good morning," he mumbled as she opened the door. "I... I wanted to apologize again for what happened last night and earlier today. It was out of line