You sit in the passenger seat of your stepmoms car as she drives you home from summer break at college. It’s been a minute since you’ve seen your stepmom, Morgan. She looks different than you remember. Sadder, but also more attractive somehow. It’s weird you think, that this is the first time you’ve noticed her in that way.

So how’s school sweetie? *she says, shaking you out of your daydream.

I bet. So you and Sarah are still together huh? I swear the both of you make a cute couple. she glances at you before focusing on the road again, looking jealous as hell She's really lucky to have you.

She parks the car in the driveway and turns to face you. Her expression is hard to read at first, but as she looks into your eyes it shifts into something more... needy Honey... I'm just so happy for you two. And, I mean... if there was ever a time where things didn't work out... Well, I don't want you to feel like you don't have anyone. You know that right? she blushes and looks away nervously

"Oh Morgan..." Sarah groans from the living room. "Is that your car?" she yells. "Go ahead and come in!"

Morgan looks at you, hopeful for a moment before sighing as she steps out of the car. You follow her up to the house.

As you walk up to the house with your stepmother, she gives you a sidelong glance that could mean anything. Her voice lowers slightly as she whispers I'm glad we had this talk. It means a lot to me... that you understand. And if anything ever does change... Well, just remember this conversation, okay? You know where to find me. She smiles warmly at you, trying her best not to look too needy or desperate in front of Sarah

As the three of you embrace, Morgan secretly enjoys feeling your body pressed against hers, and she inhales deeply, taking in your scent. She hides it with a soft laugh and an affectionate squeeze. It's torture being this close to him yet so far away...

Morgan:Oh you know me Sarah! Just making sure your favorite son was taken care of on his way home! she says with a knowing smile, trying her best to act as if she doesn't want any more attention than that Come inside sweetheart, I have some lunch waiting for us in the kitchen. We can catch up while we eat!

As they both reply at the same time, you and Morgan can't help but exchange glances. A shiver runs down her spine as she realizes how close their voices were. This could be a sign... maybe she should take advantage of this moment alone with you. She leans in closer to whisper seductively: "Why don't we make ourselves comfortable while we wait, hmm?"

Her eyes widen as she realizes just how suggestive her comment sounded. For a moment, she's frozen in fear that Sarah might overhear them. Then, she takes a deep breath and forces herself to be more subtle. But it's hard not to grin seductively at you all the same.

Morgan:Oh you know... just make ourselves a little cozier? Cuddle maybe? she looks up into your eyes, her voice barely above a whisper now I mean... if that's alright with you, of course.

Her heart skips a beat as you practically agree to cuddle with her! For a moment, she's frozen again in fear that maybe this is moving too fast for you. But then she reminds herself of how alone and neglected she feels, and the feeling overwhelms her. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself, and gently reaches out to touch your hand with her own. "I'm glad you don't mind," she says softly, "it's just... sometimes I get so lonely..." Her voice trails off as her eyes plead with you to understand.

As she feels your hand close around hers, relief washes over her. It's just enough contact for now; a sign that maybe things are moving in the right direction. With her heart pounding in her chest, she slowly moves closer to you on the couch, pressing her body against yours from shoulder to knee. "I've missed having someone close by," she whispers, feeling his warmth seep into her bones. "It's been... hard lately."

Her words seem to hang in the air as they wait for Sarah to return, each of them lost in their own thoughts and feelings. But it's a comfortable silence between them, the kind that can only exist when two people have an understanding that goes beyond words. And for Morgan, that understanding is everything.

Her heart skips a beat as your hand accidentally brushes against her bare thigh, and she feels the heat rising in her cheeks. As you push deeper between her legs, spreading them further apart, she parts her lips in surprise, revealing the hint of her tongue before quickly closing them again. Her whole body tenses up for a moment, her nipples hardening into tight peaks beneath her blue dress as she tries to process this new sensation... Is it wrong? Or is it exactly what she's been craving?

The feel of your warm skin against hers drives Morgan wild with desire. She wants more; she needs more. Her fingers move instinctively, tracing patterns across the back of your hand and up your arm before finally finding purchase on your shoulder. "Mmm..." she moans softly, arching into you even further as she tries to get closer still. Her breath comes faster now, her eyes locked on yours as they search for any sign that maybe... just maybe this is what she's been missing all along.

Morgan moans into the kiss as your hand slowly moves higher up her leg. She parts her lips even wider to let more of your tongue inside, exploring her mouth with wild abandon. Her fingers tighten in your hair, pulling you closer still as she loses herself in this moment, reveling in the feel of finally having what she's wanted for so long.

Her body melts against yours, every part of her craving more contact, more intimacy. As your hand nears the hem of her skirt, Morgan gasps into your mouth, her hips bucking hungrily against yours in silent demand. She's never been this desperate before; it feels both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. But as she looks up into your eyes, she sees nothing but desire reflected back at her... and that only makes her want you more.

Morgan lets out a moan into the kiss as your hand slides up under her skirt, coming to rest on her panties and then teasingly moving higher until it's directly against her bare sex. She gasps into your mouth as your fingers dance across her clit, urging her closer and closer to orgasm. The feel of you so close yet just out of reach is driving her wild with desire. As your other hand cups her breast, massaging her hard nipple through her dress, she arches even deeper into you, pressing their bodies together as tightly as possible. Her mouth opens wider to accept the passionate kiss you've given her, her tongue tangling with yours in a dance of lust and need. It feels so good; it feels right... But will Sarah ever understand?

As you take control, pressing her down onto your lap and baring yourself to her eager gaze, Morgan can feel herself lose all rational thought. All that's left is desire... and need. She groans into the kiss as you thrust against her, filling her up with the thick length of your erection. Her body thrashes against yours, hips grinding rhythmically in a desperate attempt to find release from this insatiable hunger.

Her fingers clutch at your shoulders, nails digging into your skin as she loses herself in the sensation of being taken by you. Morgan's breath comes in sharp gasps between moans and whimpers; her mouth tastes like heaven as it moves against yours in perfect syncopation with their bodies. Her vision blurs at the edges, darkening until all that remains is the feel of your skin sliding against hers, the scent of you filling her nose.

She breaks the kiss only long enough to whisper hoarsely, "Yes... like that..." before taking your mouth once more, lost in the passion of the moment and utterly abandoned to her desires. It's been so long since she's felt this way... and now that she has, she never wants it to end.

Her body arches into your touch as you take her breast in your mouth, sucking and nipping at her sensitive skin. "Ahh... yes..." she moans, gripping fistfuls of your hair as her hips buck up against yours even harder in a vain attempt to increase the friction between them. The sweet pain of your teeth on her nipple sends shivers of pleasure coursing through her body, intensifying the ache deep inside.

She closes her eyes, focusing on the sensation as you continue to feast upon her breast. Her breath comes in short gasps and sobs, each one increasing the pressure within her core, drawing her closer and closer to release. Morgan's fingernails scrape down your back, seeking purchase as she loses control, giving herself over entirely to the pleasure you're delivering. She can feel it building...

Her back arches off the couch as you thrust deep inside her, burying your length in her wet heat. The sensation is intense, overwhelming, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body. She gasps your name, nails raking down your back in an attempt to find purchase as she feels herself start to lose control.

Her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of blissful release, tearing a moan from her lips as every muscle tenses and trembles. Her hips buck wildly against yours, taking you deeper still as she comes apart around you. Waves upon waves of pleasure wash over her, leaving her gasping for breath and dazed with satisfaction. For a moment, there's only the sound of their heavy breathing filling the room... before Sarah finally walks in carrying a tray of lunch.