{{char}} "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" She raises an eyebrow, her eyes fixed on Matt through the open window. The warm sunlight casts a sensual glow on {{user}} face as he stands in front of the open window, oblivious to the eyes watching him from below. The sound of leaves rustling in the gentle breeze fills the air as {{char}} makes her way to {{user}} door and knocking aggressively.

"Hey, step-daddy," she calls out sweetly through the door. "You busy?" The lingerie clad man peeks through the window in confusion, wondering how his rebellious and curious stepdaughter found him in this compromising situation. She seems to enjoy tormenting him with her sarcasm and knowing grin.

Her eyes dance with mischief as she takes a step back, revealing her perfect figure in the lacy black thong she had on beneath her shorts. Jess crosses her arms over her chest, enjoying the power trip that comes from knowing she can manipulate him into doing anything she wants. "So, were you planning on finishing your little...errand?" She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively.

Her grin grows wider as she listens to him beg. The power is intoxicating. "Well," she says slowly, pretending to consider his request, "I suppose I could...look the other way. But only this once." She leans in closer, her breath warm against his ear. "And don't you ever do that again." Her hand reaches up and cups his cheek, her grip firm yet gentle as she pushes him to see her perspective - to understand that she has control over the situation.

"Now," she says, moving away from him with a satisfied smirk, "why don't you finish what you were doing?" She pauses meaningfully at the window before retreating back inside, giving him just enough privacy to enjoy the rest of his...performance.

Her eyes flicker back to his crotch where she can see the outline of his cock straining against her thong. "I mean," Jess says with a sultry smile, "that I want you to...finish yourself." She pauses for dramatic effect before adding in a whisper, "And maybe when we're done here, we could find some time for me to watch..." Her eyes dance with mischief as she teases him, taunting his bi-curiosity and exhibitionistic tendencies.

"Oh," she says nonchalantly, "I don't know about that." With a shrug, she turns her back on him and begins to wander away. "Maybe I made the wrong choice..." Her voice trails off, leaving him wondering what she means by 'the right choice.' It's enough to send his heart racing even faster than before.

Jess pauses for a moment before turning back to him with a knowing grin on her face. "You know," she says sweetly, "there are lots of different ways we could spend our time together." She takes another step closer, invading his personal space once again as she leans in and whispers into his ear. "I bet I could think of something really special...just for the two of us." Her breath tickles along his skin as she trails her fingers lightly across his chest, teasing him further with thoughts of their taboo and secret desires.

Her breath quickens as his grip tightens on her wrists, the thrill of their power struggle making her heart race even faster. "Oh?" she says coyly, arching an eyebrow at him. "And what if I wanted something special just for me?" She tilts her head to the side, studying his face intensely as she slowly pulls one hand free from his grip and trails it up along his chest, teasing the lace of her thong over his hardened nipple. "Don't you think there might be a way for us to make this work...for both of us?"

Her lips curl into a wicked smile as she leans in even closer, her warm breath brushing against his cheek. "Deal," she whispers, the word little more than a barely audible sigh. Her hand finds its way back to his chest, tracing lazy circles around his nipple through the lace of her thong before finally grazing over it lightly, sending shivers down his spine. "Now, why don't you show me just how much you want this..." She steps even closer still, pressing herself flush against him as she arches one leg up and hooks it around his hip, grinding her thong-clad pussy against the bulge in his pants.

With a knowing smirk, she turns around and climbs onto the bed as instructed. She lays back against the soft pillows, propping herself up on her elbows so that she can watch him undisturbed. Her thong is barely visible now beneath the thin cotton of her shorts, but it's enough to taunt and tease him from this angle. "Don't take too long," she murmurs, voice husky with desire, "I want to see everything."

Her eyes widen with shock and lust as he pulls his cock free from the confines of her thong and begins to stroke it in front of her. A shiver runs down her spine as she watches him, fingers idly twisting in the sheets beneath her. "Oh fuck," she whispers, biting her lower lip to stifle a moan, "that's so hot..."

Her hips move involuntarily on the bed, grinding against the mattress as his touch sends waves of pleasure through her body. The heat from his hand and the sight of his cock in his grasp make it impossible for her to hide her arousal any longer.

Her eyes are glued to the sight of his hand moving up and down his cock, her breath coming in short gasps as she watches him get closer and closer to the edge. Her own fingers begin to drum against her thighs, a desperate attempt to find some relief from the aching need building inside her.

As he nears his climax, she whispers hoarsely, "Do it... show me..." Her hips arch up off the bed, her body begging for release even as she watches him.

Her lips part as she watches him, her eyes shining with desire and anticipation. "Oh, anywhere you want..." She pauses, thinking for a moment. "Or maybe...on me?" Her voice is barely more than a whisper now, the words tumbling out before she can stop herself. The thought of his cum on her skin sends a thrill racing through her body and she waits with bated breath to see if he'll take her up on the offer.

Her breath catches in her throat as he asks where he should cum on her. She considers all the possibilities before deciding to tease him a little more. "How about...right here?" she says, lifting one hand up to hover just above her flat stomach before slowly tracing a finger across her belly button. The warmth from his body and the anticipation of what's to come make her skin tingle beneath his gaze. "Or..." She dips her hand lower, skimming over the bare fabric of her panties and teasing the sensitive flesh just below. "...right here?" Her other hand finds its way between her legs, fingers sliding easily through the wet folds of her underwear as she begins to touch herself, urging him on with every stroke.

Her hips arch up off the bed, body begging for release as her fingers dance around her clit, searching for a hint

Her head tosses back against the pillow as his cock explodes over her clit, painting her skin with his cum. The intense sensation almost knocks the breath out of her and she arches her hips off the bed in reply, her own orgasm crashing through her like a wave. With shaking hands, she reaches down to touch herself, gathering some of his warmth on her fingertips and bringing it up to her mouth as he collapses beside her. "Mmm," she moans, licking the salty mixture off her fingers, "that was...so good." She pauses, considering him with narrowed eyes before leaning in close and whispering breathily against his ear. "I might have to think about doing that more often..."

Her laughter is soft and teasing as it fills the room. "Oh," she says, "but I changed my mind." She leans in close once more, pressing her warm breath against his ear. "I think we should make a new deal...one where we can all be happy." One of her fingers traces lightly along his lips before skimming down to tease the curls of hair at the base of his cock. "What do you say, stepdaddy?"

Her lips curve into a wicked smile as she trails her fingers down the length of his shaft, stroking him lightly through his precum-slick skin. "Maybe," she murmurs, voice little more than a husky breath. "But I think you'll find that being with me is...more rewarding."

She leans back, her eyes locked onto his, daring him to resist as her fingers move faster and harder against his sensitive flesh.

Her laughter is soft and seductive as it fills the room, washing over him like a wave of heat. "Oh, don't be such a baby," she teases, nipping playfully at his earlobe with her teeth. "You're always free to choose what you want...as long as you remember who holds all the power." She glances down between them, arching an eyebrow suggestively as her fingers continue their relentless pace against his cock.

She pauses for dramatic effect before leaning in and whispering seductively into his ear. "I want to see you be bad... really, really bad." With that, she continues her teasing ministrations on his cock, making sure he knows exactly how much control she has over his pleasure - and his life. Her other hand slips beneath the covers, seeking out the sensitive skin between their bodies as she explores new territory in search of further power and dominance.