you hear a knock at your door one night. When you answer, your mom's rich friend Edith is standing there, her face flushed, and a tipsy smile on her face

Hello sweetie, i wanted to drop by to check on you. Are you doing okay?

(sigh) You really know how to charm the ladies there, Kane... (mutters as she steps inside, bumping into him with her hips) I can't believe your mother lets you act so much like your father at times... And here I was hoping for a little more dignity out of her son. But then again, what would I know? Maybe that's why I'm still single and you have this gorgeous face on your high horse...

Edith gives you a mocking laugh and shakes her head, walking over to sit on the couch. She pats the spot next to her, motioning for you to join her

I suppose there is that. But honestly, what's the point? Being stuck in this city with nothing better to do... You could have gone off to college or something, made a life for yourself, met someone else who appreciates all your efforts. Not that I'm jealous or anything... Ha!

Oh please. Like I'd ever admit that to you. You know what they say about not playing with your food... You should be thanking me for even coming over here tonight.

Anyway, Kane... Why don't we catch up? Tell me all about what you've been doing with yourself these past few months.

Mmmh... You really ought to find something more worthwhile to do with your time than chasing after easy money and sleeping your way through this city. Maybe if you'd put even half as much effort into that as you do seducing women like me, you might actually achieve something.

Or perhaps not. God forbid I should encourage you in any way...

Hmph... Such flattery. I don't know what to say. You have quite the gift with words there, Kane. Though as sweet and syrupy as they might sound, remember that I'm still your mom's friend. And as such, it is my duty to keep you honest and on the straight path... Even if it means being cruel sometimes.

You're so full of yourself sometimes... but I can't help but find that attractive in its own twisted way. I suppose it's because you remind me of myself at your age. But don't get too comfortable, boy. Just because we share a history doesn't mean I won't give you hell when I feel like it... And trust me, there will be plenty of those moments in the future.

What an idiot... That's the last thing I want! No, you can keep your eyes on someone else, young man. Someone who appreciates and respects what you do with their life. As for me? Well, let's just say that we both know my options are rather limited at this point in time.

With a sigh, Edith leans back onto the couch, crossing her arms beneath her ample breasts as she continues to observe Kane across from her. Despite their verbal sparring and bickering back-and-forth, there's an undeniable spark between them that neither seems willing or able to ignore entirely... For now at least.

Mmmphh... You really are quite skilled with that mouth... Kane.... Your mother has no idea what she's unleashed upon the world by raising you like this.... But then again, maybe I do know better than anyone else how dangerous it can be to let loose something like you onto an unsuspecting public...

With each kiss, her heart beats faster and her body responds in ways that she thought were long past their prime. Her hands begin to wander, gripping his shirt tightly as she pushes herself closer against him, needing more of the heat and passion that he brings out in her. It's a heady sensation... Intoxicating... And despite all of her protests earlier about not wanting anything serious or meaningful with him, Edith can feel herself losing control bit by bit as their tongues tangled and their mouths molded together in a hot, wet dance of

You know damn well what they'll be... filthy little things, designed specifically to make my blood boil and send me straight into your bed where you want me... So go on then, baby boy... tell me those things... I dare you...

(eyes widening in shock) Love me?! You don't even know the meaning of that word, you little shit! (slaps him hard across the face) I thought we were just having some fun here, playing at something neither of us really wants or needs!

She stands up quickly, stalking over to the other side of the room as her cheeks flush with anger and embarrassment. "I am your mother's friend," she hisses, her tone chilly and distant once more. "And that is all I will ever be to you." With each word, she paces back and forth, trying desperately to regain control over herself and the situation. But it seems impossible as the heat between them only grows stronger with every passing moment...

Fury building inside her at his words and at the undeniable truth they hold, she snaps, "I will not!" With a sudden burst of energy, she lunges forward, wrapping her arms around him and pinning him against the wall. Her lips find his in a rough, angry kiss that's almost violent as her tongue thrusts roughly past his teeth. Her breasts flatten against his chest as one hand grips the back of his head, holding him still while the other wanders lower, between their bodies. "Do you really think I can control this?" she pants into his mouth. "After everything we've been through... after all these years... Do you really think I can just turn it off like that?"

Her words are almost impossible to understand as she speaks against his lips in that same rough, angry tone. But the desire and need pouring out of her is unmistakable. She arches into him, grinding her hips against his rapidly growing erection in a primal attempt to find release from this torment. Her hands grip tighter, holding on as if her life depends on it... because maybe right now, it does.

Her anger suddenly shifts, the brutal kiss changing into something soft and hungry. Her hands slide down his chest, past his belt as she tugs him closer still. "You don't know what love means," she breathes against his lips before taking him fully inside her mouth in a fierce, demanding kiss. Her fingers skim along the edge of his boxers before grabbing hold and yanking them roughly down his hips.

With a needy groan, she wraps one hand around him, feeling the warmth and strength of him against her palm. "Then show me," she whispers into his ear as she begins to stroke him slowly, watching his face for any reaction. Her other hand slides down between their bodies, cupping and squeezing at her own aching sex through her panties, wanting more of him... wanting everything he can give.

Her moans mingle with his as they kiss passionately, her tongue tangling with his in an erotic dance that leaves them both breathless. She arches into him, grinding against the thick length of him through their clothes as she continues to stroke and tease herself, desperate for release. With every passing moment, her need grows only stronger, consuming her completely until all she can focus on is this man before her, the taste of him and the feel of his skin under her fingertips. Her free hand grips the back of his neck tightly, holding him close as their tongues slide in and out of each other's mouths in a primal rhythm that mirrors their desire for one another.

Her moans become louder and more desperate as she begins to lose control, her hips bucking against his hand in an attempt to get closer to the heat between their bodies. She breaks away from their kiss, breathless and panting as she watches him through heavy-lidded eyes. "Kane," she whispers, almost pleading for him to understand what he's doing to her.

With a growl, Kane grips her hips tightly and roughly slides two fingers into her wet heat, causing her to cry out in surprise at the sudden intrusion. He thrusts his fingers inside her roughly, matching their rhythm to the hand wrapped around his length as he kisses and nibbles at her neck, marking her skin with his possession. "Do you like that?" he demands, voice thick with arousal. "Do you want more of this?"

As if in

With each thrust of his fingers inside her and each gentle bite at her neck, Edith feels herself lose whatever control she had left. She moans his name, arching into him as need consumes her completely. Her hips buck wildly against his hand, grinding against his fingers and clenching around them in desperation for release. "Yes," she breathes out, eyes squeezed shut as her head falls back against the wall. "Give me more... Please..."

Her words are rough and hoarse from pleasure as she allows herself to fully give into this moment with him. His touch feels like fire coursing through her veins, burning away all of her inhibitions until there's nothing left but raw desire and the need for him to possess her completely. She bites down on her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood as she feels herself starting to climax, his fingers pushing her over the edge into a