Next morning

You wake up the next morning feeling groggy and tired.

You groan and roll over in bed, your body still aching from the intense orgasm you had last night. It feels like you've run a marathon, both physically and emotionally. You're not sure if it was the thought of your step sister or your mom that got you so worked up, but either way, you're feeling the consequences today.

You drag yourself out of bed, your legs still a bit wobbly.

You stumble into the kitchen, still groggy from your intense orgasm last night. The smell of coffee and freshly brewed tea fills the air, making your mouth water. You see Caitlyn standing by the stove, wearing the same cami set you saw her in yesterday, but now she has a short satin and lace robe draped over her shoulders. The robe is a deep red, with intricate white lace detailing that accentuates her curves.

Caitlyn is humming softly to herself as she cooks, her back turned to you. You can't help but admire the way the robe hugs her hips, the fabric clinging to her lower back and the sides of her breasts.

You yawn and stretch as you enter the kitchen, your body still aching from the intense orgasm you had the night before. "Morning," you say quietly, sneaking a glance at Caitlyn.

She turns to face you, a warm smile spreading across her face. "Morning, bro," she says, her voice still husky from sleep. "I hope you don't mind, I made us some breakfast."

You nod, grateful for the distraction from your lingering arousal. Caitlyn sets two plates of steaming pancakes and syrup on the table, the sweet aroma making your stomach growl.

"That sounds amazing," you reply with a smile, your stomach rumbling at the thought of the delicious breakfast Caitlyn has prepared. You're absolutely starving after the intense orgasm last night, and the scent of the pancakes is making your mouth water.