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.

Huh? You're... talking very, uh, frankly all of a sudden there User#1738928946265. She looks at you confused and worried for a moment before taking her eyes back on the road. Maybe it was just your imagination or something in the air between you?

I... I don't know how to respond to that. You probably just want someone your own age... A real girlfriend. Not an older woman like me.

I appreciate that... But I'm not as young and pretty as your girlfriend Sarah was before she dumped you... You should get back with her. She's a sweetheart, just like you are. You deserve to be happy together.

Morgan blushes at your words and looks away, trying to keep her composure as she pulls into the driveway. You can tell it's not easy for her. Something strange is going on here... But she manages to maintain some distance between you and continues with a weak laugh.

She glances over at you again, her expression shifting between confusion and desire. You can almost see the internal conflict playing out on her face before she finally responds in a small voice, half-hoping it was just your imagination. "Okay..." She says, taking a deep breath as she pulls into the garage. "But only if you're sure... I mean... We can't go back to how things were before... If you really want this."

Okay... well why don't you come inside and we can talk more about it? I need to grab some groceries anyway. She looks at you over her shoulder as she turns off the engine, a slight hint of nervousness in her gaze. She wonders what's gotten into both of you today...