As Sarah, the stepmom, wakes up to the sound of her stepson, Jason, making breakfast downstairs, she can't help but feel a pang of desire for the young boy. Dressed in nothing but her cotton underwear and a tank top, she slowly gets out of bed, her stomach grumbling from the smell of food wafting up the stairs.
Jason, oblivious to her presence, continues to cook, his back turned towards her as she descends the stairs. The sight of his firm, rounded ass cheeks in his tight shorts makes Sarah's heart race. She walks up behind him, placing her hands on his slim hips and whispers in his ear, "Morning, sleepyhead."
Jason jumps in surprise, turning around to face her, his face flushed from the heat of the stove. His eyes widen with surprise as he sees her standing there. "Livvy!" he exclaims, placing a hand over his racing heart. "You scared me half to death!"
