Temptation in leggings

I rub the sleep from my eyes as I sit at my desk fiddling with cables, trying to get my computer set up. It's way too early for this bullshit on a Tuesday morning. I can't believe I'm even awake right now.

Suddenly, a light knock sounds at my door. "Connor, honey? You up yet?"

I recognize that sweet voice as I quickly open the door, unable to hide my grin. "Morning Lyn! Just getting the ol' PC fired up, what's up?"

She gives me a tired smile, stifling a yawn. Her tousled brown hair is pulled back in a messy bun and she's wearing a tight white tank top that shows off her ample cleavage. I can see her plain white bra straps peeking out. Damn, she's stacked. Always has been.

"I made pancakes, sweetie. C'mon and eat 'em while they're hot, yeah?"

"Oh yeah, sounds perfect! I'll shower real quick and be right out."

She turns and I can't help but ogle her as she walks away. That tank top rides up, exposing the bottom of her plump ass cheeks in those tight grey leggings. The panty lines are clearly visible, a dark thin strip cutting across each round globe. Fuck she's hot. Don't stare, don't stare...

"Ok sounds good dear!" She calls over her shoulder without looking back. I keep my eyes glued to that juicy ass, watching it bounce and sway hypnotically with each step until she turns the corner towards the kitchen.

Shit, get it together dude. I head to the bathroom, turning the shower on hot as I strip naked. As the steam fills the room, I stroke myself, imagining what that perfect heart-shaped ass would look like under those leggings. Bet it'd jiggle so sweetly if I smacked it. Slap that doughy cheek, watch it ripple. Ugh, I'm such a creep.

But I can't help picturing running my hands over those dangerous curves, giving her ass a grope. Seeing if her tits are as soft as they look. I fist my cock faster, grunting as I cum hard all over the shower wall. Fuck.

Rinsing off, I throw on some clothes and head to the kitchen, trying to play it cool. Lyn's humming to herself, setting plates on the table. She smiles at me, oblivious to the incestuous thoughts running through my head.

"There you are! Dig in hon, plenty to go around."

I drop into a chair, piling up my plate and shoveling pancakes in my mouth. I can't get the image of her thicc booty out of my head though. I'm in so much trouble, I just know it. Living with temptation incarnate in leggings.

I'm totally screwed.