My stepson and I had a good deal and sex.
I was putting all my stuff into big cardboard boxes, when I heard the doorbell. I grabbed a towel and wiped all the sweat off my face, and then headed to open the door. “Hi,” the young man standing in front of me said, “Mandy,” he finished, calling me by my name. It was my stepson, Johnny. He never called me mom or stepmom. For him, I was just a woman his dad fucked a couple of times and...Read On