Not long at this rate

Jake sat across from his stepmother in this very upscale restaurant he had only been to a handful of times in his life. Kate was looking over the menu as he couldn't help but stare at the cleavage that seemed bigger than it was when they left the apartment.

Everything about her was stunning and he was starting to sweat. He was starting to wonder if he was just pent up after breaking up with his high school girlfriend months ago, or if she really just looked that good right now.

"My my, what to get," she said still looking at the menu as the waiter brought over a glass of wine for her, and a soda for Jake.

"You know, you'd probably pass for twenty-one," Kate said after seeing Jake take a sip of his drink.

"Well, one of us needs to make good decisions tonight," he responded acting very nervous.

"What's wrong, Jake? You know you can tell me anything," she said putting the menu down and leaning over the table a little to take his hand in hers.

"It's nothing, you know, just thinking about college, and other..... er....... stuff an eighteen-year-old has to worry about," he said practically shaking before taking another sip of his drink.

"You have nothing to be nervous about. You are a bright young man, good-looking, and you are going to do very well this fall. I am sure of it," she said while gently rubbing his hand with her thumb. "Now, what are you having? I was thinking of getting the lobster, maybe some oysters too."

"Oysters, aren't those a......." he suddenly froze as he was about to comment about oysters being an aphrodisiac like he would if he was with his friends, but looking at his stepmother, who looked incredible at the moment, he knew it was unwise to go that route. "Oh, never mind."

"What? And aphrodisiac?" She said as Jake suddenly spit out his drink while trying to take another sip.

"Oh crap, I'm sorry," he said grabbing his napkin.

"So cute when you're nervous," she said with a chuckle.

"Should I be?"

"Should you be what?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

"Nervous."

Kate got a serious look on her face for a moment. She felt the panties heat up again and the sensation began to flow through her body. Her fingernails suddenly turned black and grew ever so slightly which she knew wasn't right, or natural. Whatever these panties she was wearing were, they were changing her, and she didn't care because it felt good. She felt sexy, confident, and ready to take whatever she wanted as she took Jake's hand again.

"You never have to be nervous with me Jake. You never have to be shy. We've always been close, you and I." Her foot was suddenly touching Jake's leg, rubbing it slightly and he could tell she had slipped out of her shoe. "I may not be your mother, but I'd like to think I've helped make you the man you are. I have shown you things, taught you things. Even if I will no longer be your stepmother," she said pausing a moment to think about it. "I will always be there for you, in any way you need me."

Jake's heart was racing as he felt her foot sliding higher up his legs. She was looking right into his eyes and he could tell that something had definitely changed in her while his dick was practically ready to rip through his underwear. He knew there was no way she wanted to fuck him, it just couldn't be possible, or at least he thought before he felt her foot reach his inner thigh, mere inches from his throbbing penis.

He wanted her to touch it. He wanted so badly to feel her soft toes touch his aching member. If he wasn't in a public place he would rip his pants off and beg her to touch it. He didn't know why she was acting this way but at this point, he didn't care. He was willing to do whatever she wanted and had no idea why.

"So, how are you meals?" The waiter asked.

"Uh........ oh........... SHIT!" Jake yelled out as Kate gently stroke his member with her toe causing him to almost cum in his pants right there at the table.

"He really loves lobster," Kate said getting the waiter's attention. "Thank you," she added as he walked away before turning her attention back to Jake as she ribbed his inner thigh. "And that's just what I can do with my big toe."

"Jesus....... what is this? What's gotten into you?" He asked, whispering. "What about Dad, and what about......"

"Does it really matter?" She said running her finger along the the edge of her dress, teasing him with her cleavage. "We can sit here, debating right and wrong, or we can get a few to-go boxes, and when we get home, I can show you how good the rest of my body feels."

"I uh......... shit!"