Home to step-mom

James headed home. He knew his dad wouldn't be there. His dad was hardly ever home, since not only did he work 90 billable hours a week, he was also cheating on James's step-mother with at least 2 women that James knew about, perhaps others that he didn't. Not that James blamed his dad much, since Xinia was a gold digger who had talked him into marrying her while he was drunk in Acapulco and wasn't about to give him a divorce that didn't end up giving her half his estate.

Xinia also had some sort of incriminating evidence on his dad that had kept him from suing her for an annulment. James hadn’t been able to figure out what that was, but it had been enough to convince the lawyer to stay married to her for 3 years now and work to get naturalization papers for both Xinia and her spoiled 19 year old daughter Sofia.

James was of mixed feelings about his step family. On the one hand, mother and daughter were annoying as hell and were blatantly abusing his father, though he probably deserved it. On the other hand, both mother and daughter were undeniably hot, with cinnamon skin and glossy black hair. Both were incredibly curvy and Xinia’s melons were almost unbelievable. Within a week of James’ dad dropping them off unannounced on him and disappearing into his office, James had set up cameras in the bathrooms and bedrooms and had paid for the video equipment in less than a month by charging his friends $5 for 5 minutes access.

With new watch, however, it occurred to James that he could finally cop a serious feel on those jugs of his step-mom and rub himself off on his step-sister’s curvy brown ass with them none the wiser. It made his decision easy.

When he got home, he saw Sofia’s car was gone. He cursed, realizing she was probably at the party he had decided not to go to. Still, Xinia would be alone. That had potential.

He went in and found his step mother drinking a glass of red wine, wearing a dressing gown of dark green silk that showed enough cleavage that her tits threatened to fall out at any moment. She was watching a movie but she jumped up when she heard him come in, making her tits jostle distractingly. Her face brightened, then fell and she scowled.

“Aye! I thought chu were your father,” she pouted in her thick mexican accent. “Where ees that man?

“I don’t know, Xinia,” James said. “Working, probably.”

“Like hell he is,” she said crossly. “Leaving me all alone on a Saturday night. What sort of husband ees that, I ask you? And you, malcriado! Why are you always calling me Xinia. I am your mother now 3 years! Call me Mami!”

“Whatever, Xinia,” James said and stalked off towards his room, fuming. Then he remembered why he had come home in the first place, smacked his forhead and pulled the pin from his watch. He turned back to see Xinia frozen, still looking at him, her finger raised to scold him like he was a toddler or a dog, her mouth open wide. James grinned. He strolled back to his step mother and took a two-handed grab of her mind-blowing tits. They felt so much better than he had even imagined. And squeezing them was even better with her eyes angry and her mouth open like that. In his fantasies, she had always been begging for him to touch them, but there was something about this…

That wide open mouth gave him another idea. He reluctantly let go of her jugs, knelt down and slipped up her dressing gown and pulled down panties. She had perfumed them. Clearly she had a mind to seduce his father that night and was disappointed. She must have wanted something from him.

He managed to get the lacy green panties off of her, lifting one foot then the other after checking out her very hairy bush, then stuffed the underwear deep in his step mother’s wide-open mouth.

“How do you like that Xinia?” he asked the motionless woman. “What’s that? It makes you want me to squeeze your tits again? Well, if that’s really what you want, who am I to deny you? Just a dutiful son.”

He spent quite a bit more time fondling her tits, with occasional breaks to explore her ass for variety sake. But he really wanted to know how Xinia would react to suddenly finding her panties in her mouth. He went back to about the space he thought he was when he stopped time, tried to resume his pose, then realized Xinia was not going to be worrying about his exact position. He turned to face her instead, pushed in the pin and enjoyed the show.