Actions speak louder than words

For a moment Natalie Anders’s, your step-mother, brown eyes narrow in frustration and anger. Then her pupils enlarge. Her eyes widen. You can clearly see an epiphany just came to her mind. You have little idea what that can be but it bodes better than what the look before would have led too.

“Here is a hint, John” Like a cougar Natalie pounces on you. The hand that had touched your cheek a moment before grabs the back of your head and pulls your head towards hers.

With Natalie’s lips locked onto yours, she explores your mouth. You are stunned to say the least, but pleasantly surprised. Many of your fantasies involved your step-mother.

You were too old to see Natalie as your mother, when your father married her. At 37, she is barely old enough to remotely be your mother.

Another moment passes and you begin to respond to Natalie’s tongue and her touches. Her hands unbuckle your belt and shuck your trousers at a lightning pace. Meanwhile while your hands weave through her thick shoulder length wavy dark brown hair.

Off comes your shirt, leaving you completely naked. Demonstrating your willingness your hands begin to trace down her naked form and you ask, “What happened to the back rub?”

Natalie giggles, “That’s my line. Besides you were stressing me out further. Oooohhhh, yeeees…” She is already heated and lubricated as you slip a finger into her and begin working her and kneading, molding, and sucking on the nipples of her C Cup bosom.