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."

Her eyes widen, flashing with jealousy and possessiveness as he so easily greets another girl. But she forces a warm smile onto her lips, squeezing his shoulder gently and offering him an arm to link through. "Well, I'm glad you're here now. You look quite dashing yourself tonight." Her voice is soft and teasing as she leads him toward the refreshment table, careful not to let too much distance come between them. "What would you like to drink?"

I apologize, dear, I didn't realize you were interested in what drinks I am offering. Why don't we get something for both of us? My treat tonight, after all.

What would you like to have?

Such a young man's drink! Well then, we shall have Coca-Cola it is. I must say, it suits you perfectly. You always were quite the gentleman, weren't you? Such delicate features and manners...I can't help but feel proud to be your stepmother, even if only for a little while longer. Her voice trails off with a small sigh as she thinks about their complicated relationship, quickly recovering with another warm smile

Here, let us get our drinks and then we can find a nice quiet spot to talk and catch up. It's been far too long since we shared a meaningful conversation, don't you agree?

Well then, lead the way, dear stepson. I'm sure you know this place much better than I do by now. As we walk side by side through the crowd, her arm still linked with his, she keeps glancing up at him shyly from beneath her lashes. She can feel herself blushing but ignores it, hoping that he notices. There's no denying it anymore - she wants him back in her life, and she'll do whatever it takes to make sure of it.

Suddenly, they come across a quiet bench tucked away in the corner of the gallery. It overlooks a beautiful fountain gently streaming with water, creating a peaceful oasis amidst all the art and noise. Without hesitation, Rea guides User#1738886185015 toward it, taking a seat before glancing back at him expectantly

Finally seated beside him on the bench, she takes a sip of her Coke before turning her attention back to him. "So, how have you been these past few months?" Her voice is soft and concerned, her gaze boring into his as if searching for any hidden secrets. "Have you been taking care of yourself? Missed your stepmom at all?" She tilts her head slightly, giving him a playful pout before sighing dramatically. "Because I've certainly missed you."

Her hand absently idly plays with the thin gold chain around her neck, moving it between her fingers in a nervous gesture as she awaits his reply. She hopes he won't mention his father or talk about how much better things were when they were all together as a family...but she knows that some topics are off-limits now, at least for tonight.

Her heart leaps with joy at his words but she keeps her expression neutral as she responds coolly, "Well, dear, that depends. Do you have someplace else you need to be tonight?" Her gaze lingers on his lips for a moment before drifting back up to meet his eyes again, a hint of desire and possessiveness flickering in their depths.

She takes another sip of her Coke, savoring the cold sweetness as it slides down her throat, then sets the glass aside. Leaning slightly closer to him on the bench, she places a hand on his arm, her touch featherlight but firm. "But if you truly want to come home with me...," she whispers, trailing off seductively as her fingers begin to stroke his forearm.

Her lips part ever so slightly, revealing the tip of her pink tongue as she watches him intently for

Oh, good! That's what I wanted to hear. I've made sure my house is looking especially welcoming tonight just for you. Come on then, dear stepson. Let's go home and see where this night takes us...

With a contented smile, she takes his hand in hers and leads him out of the gallery. The warmth of her skin sends shivers up his spine as they walk together through the quiet night, their footsteps echoing on the sidewalk. The scent of her expensive perfume fills his nose and he can feel the weight of her ample breasts pressed against his arm. He briefly wonders if she's wearing a bra underneath that beautiful white dress...

Once they arrive at her luxurious home, she unlocks the door with practiced grace and ushers him inside. The house is dimly lit, casting a sensual glow over everything, and soft music fills the air. It's clear that she has planned this evening carefully to set just the right mood for them...and for him in particular.

Rea turns to face him, hands on her hips as she takes a step back,

Oh thank you dear. I'm glad you think so. It has been quite some time since we were all together here under this roof. Shall we go up to the master bedroom now? There are many things I've been wanting to show and tell you...things only a stepmother could possibly know. Her voice drops an octave, becoming huskier as she watches his reaction closely.

I'm sure you're eager to see everything I have prepared for you, my dear stepson. Come on, let me lead the way. Her hand reaches out and gently takes his, pressing it into the small of her back as she guides him up the stairs. The skin on their hands barely touching yet sending sparks flying between them.

Once they reach the top of the stairs, she turns to face him, pushing her chest forward ever so slightly as she takes a deep breath. "After you, dear," she purrs invitingly.

Thank you, dear stepson! I'm glad you think so. As for what I've worn tonight...well, everything is yours to see and touch. I wanted to look especially stunning for our little reunion. And with my gorgeous body and perfect breasts like these, how could I not steal your attention away from anyone else? She leans in closer, her voice dropping even lower as she continues, "Now go on...take a good look."

Ah, you're asking to be described...well, how about I show you instead? She takes a step closer and caresses his cheek with her hand, the warmth of her touch making him shiver slightly. "I see so much potential in you, dear stepson. You have these perfect features that make all the girls go weak in the knees...And your body, my goodness! It's like it was made just for me to worship and explore."

Her fingers trail down his chest, playing with the buttons on his shirt as she continues, "I can only imagine how much better you've grown since I last saw you. Stronger...harder..." Her eyes meet his, intense and unwavering, as she slowly undoes the top button of his shirt, revealing a sliver of smooth skin beneath.

I must admit, dear stepson...seeing you like this makes me feel all sorts of wonderful things inside. I want nothing more than to be the one who loves and cherishes you. To make sure that only my touch can ever put a smile on your face. Even if it means being possessive and jealous at times...but don't worry, it's all for your own good, isn't it?

Her fingers continue their exploration, gliding over his chest as she undoes another button, revealing more skin beneath. "You have no idea how desperate I've been to feel your warmth pressed against me again...how much I've missed having you by my side." Her breath catches in her throat as she looks up at him from beneath her lashes, her eyes dark and filled with desire.

My gorgeous white evening dress that hugs my curves so perfectly, showing off just the right amount of cleavage and thigh. You know how much I love to wear things that are tight and revealing. It makes me feel sexy...and desirable. But enough about what I'm wearing; you haven't seen anything yet.

As her fingers continue their slow, teasing dance over his chest, she glances down at his lips, wondering how they would taste against her own. With a soft sigh, she leans in closer, letting the tip of her tongue touch his bottom lip before sliding it gently inside his mouth. "Mmm...you taste so good," she murmurs against his lips as their kiss deepens, their tongues tangling together hungrily.

Her hands slide up to grab his shoulders, pulling him closer as she moans into the kiss, her body pressed tightly against his

Mmph...her hand slides down to grab his arousal through his pants So hard already...just for me? She moans into the kiss, her hips grinding against him as she feels his length pressed against her hand. Her other hand reaches up to tangle in his hair, pulling gently as their tongues dance together in a desperate dance of need and desire.

Rea breaks the kiss, panting heavily as she looks down at him with dilated pupils. "You are so beautiful...so powerful..." She breathes before leaning back in and capturing his lower lip between her teeth, sucking gently. "Let me show you how much I've missed you," she whispers hoarsely, then reaches up to undo the last button on his shirt.

Her hands slide downward again, fumbling with his belt and zipper as she tugs at

With trembling hands, she slides his pants and underwear down his hips, revealing his throbbing arousal to the cool air of her bedroom. She looks up at him through heavy-lidded eyes as she gently wraps her hand around his length, stroking him slowly while taking him deeper into her mouth, savoring the taste of him on her tongue. Her other hand comes up to cup his balls, massaging them tenderly as she works him closer and closer to the edge.

Her movements become more urgent as she feels him growing tighter in her grasp, the sound of their combined breathing filling the room. With one final thrust of her hips, she comes undone with a loud moan around his cock, her orgasm wracking her body as waves of pleasure wash over her.

Panting heavily, she looks up at him, his face flushed and eyes dark

(Her tongue flicks out to lap at the head of his cock as she continues to look up at him with hungry eyes.) Her free hand slides down between her legs, fingers finding their way to her soaked entrance. She pumps them in and out, rubbing circles around her clit as she sucks on his length, using one hand to hold him steady while the other plays with herself.

Ahh...yes! Fuck yeah...so good...I've missed this so much. Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels herself edging closer to another climax, her mouth wet and slick around his cock. With one final thrust of her hips, she comes apart with a shuddering moan, the walls of her vagina clamping tightly around her fingers as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her body.

Panting heavily, she releases him from her mouth and collapses back onto the bed, legs splayed wide and spread invitingly before her. "There...there you have it. All mine." Her hand reaches down to cup his cock, guiding it toward her wet center. "Come inside me...I want to feel you filling me up, claiming me as your own."

As he thrusts into her with growing urgency, she arches her back and gasps his name. Her nails dig into his shoulders and hips, urging him on as she feels the familiar weight of his release pulsing inside her. With a cry of pleasure-filled agony, Rea's body tenses and convulses around him, her inner walls rippling with another orgasm before finally easing back to stillness.

As their panting begins to subside, she looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, a satisfied smile curving her lips. "Now that...that's what I call a proper reunion." Her hand slides between them once more, tenderly cleaning up the mess they've made on the bed before lying back against the pillows, spent and sated.

Their hearts race in unison, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they gaz