As soon as the door shut, stepmother Margo couldn't contain her excitement. She had waited for this moment for so long, ever since her stepson Jason moved in with them. Despite knowing it was wrong, she couldn't resist her desires for the young man, who looked just like her husband.
Tonight was the perfect opportunity. Margo slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her lace-covered breasts to the empty room. She toyed with her nipples, imagining it was Jason's lips on them. She undid her skirt and slid it down her thighs, leaving her in just her panties and heels.
The anticipation was killing her. She heard her husband's car pull away and took a deep breath before heading upstairs. She knocked on Jason's door, worried he might not be alone. But when he opened it , he was wearing nothing but a towel, his hair wet from the shower.
