My Stepmom's Boyfriend (Forbidden Fun)

“Yes, nude. In fact, this could be a great way to start off our little rendezvous. I’m sure you’re beautiful, honey, with or without clothing.”

Caitlin looks slightly panicked, and she glances around the room as if hoping that a set of lingerie will materialize from thin air.

“You don’t understand. I left home without even packing a bra, and my panties are really ratty. You don’t want to see me wearing them.”

I merely shrug and smile again.

“Then nude it is.”

With that, I turn to leave. “Meet me in my study when you’re ready,” I call over my shoulder. The last look I have of Caitlin’s face is one of panicked surprise before I close the door, but there’s no need to fret because she’s a gorgeous woman and I’m looking forward to sampling her assets. Walking down the staircase, I chuckle quietly to myself.

This is going to be an incredible night indeed.

4

Travis

* * *

Caitlin fills the doorway to my office, and she’s even more beautiful than I expected. She’s shy, so she’s still partially hidden behind the wooden slab, but I can see what I need to. Her gorgeous breasts are huge and swinging slightly, narrowing to a tiny waist and then flaring to wide hips. There’s a soft shadow at the vee between her thighs, and I’d swear those lips are glistening just a bit already.

“Hi,” she says shyly, looking down at the floor. “Um, should I come in?”

I can’t even speak, so I gesture with my hand. She minces in, a bit awkward in the high heels. “Hortense found a pair of stilettos and let me borrow them,” she explains. “I figured it was better than my sneakers.”

She’s right, and I can’t rip my eyes from the long length of creamy leg topped by a pair of six inch pink high heels. Shit, this is going to be a long night.

I nod.

“Come in sweetheart, and close the door behind you.”

She gently shuts the study door and sways to the chair in front of my desk. She begins to sit, but I stop her.

“Will you spin around for me?”

She pauses, blushing hotly.

“Oh. Yes, of course.”

Slowly, she turns in a small circle. I was hard the second she entered the study, but now the pain in my pants is pure agony. I swear I’m going to bust a nut, looking at the creamy white ass bisected down the middle with a dark cleft. I’d love to run my hand right down that seam, and tease her pucker before going even lower to stroke those soft, wet folds. Fuck, I’m so screwed.

“Perfect, honey,” I growl. “Please, sit.”

Caitlin perches herself gingerly on the edge of the chair across from me. If I were an artist, I’d paint a picture of Caitlin’s gorgeous naked body, with her brown hair rippling over her shoulders. Her chocolate eyes are wide, looking into mine.

But then I decide to toy with the girl a bit.

“Sweetheart, you look as pretty as a picture, but your place isn’t across from me. Your place is at my side.”

She stares at me in confusion. Slowly, Caitlin stands and starts to move the chair towards me, dragging the legs along the parquet floor. I stop her immediately.

“No, honey. That’s not what I meant.”

She blushes even more.

“But I’m confused, Travis. What do you want?”

I grin and stand. There’s a couch in my study and it’s made of supple calf leather, decorated with a few velvet throw cushions. I stand, and grab a brightly-colored cushion before putting it on the floor next to my desk chair.

“This is where I want you to sit.”

Her eyes go wide and her mouth drops open.

“What? I’m sorry?”

I merely nod and wait with an expectant gleam in my eyes. Meanwhile, Caitlin gapes at me, shocked. But there’s no need to explain, and besides, I don’t owe her an explanation. So instead, I turn away and open up a few spreadsheets for work. Her mouth opens and closes a few more times, but then slowly, she gets up, makes her way around the desk, and kneels on the cushion beside me. Her butt is on her ankles, and her hands are clasped loosely in her lap. I quiver from the lush beauty mere inches from my frame, but hold myself in check.

“Thank you, sweetheart. You’re learning.”

She bends her head and nods, speaking in a dulcet voice.

“I can only learn if you teach me, Sir.”

Holy hell, where did that come from? But she’s clearly a quick study, and this is turning out even better than I hoped. To think I found this girl randomly when I took Buster out for a walk too! I wasn’t expecting to meet anyone, much less a gorgeous woman in need of a helping hand. But sometimes, life is unpredictable.

Without another word, I turn back to my computer and begin reading some reports. They’re boring, so I’m able to follow them quite easily, and absentmindedly, I lay a hand on Caitlin’s head, stroking those soft curls. She jolts at first, but then goes totally still, big breasts quivering.