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It had been almost a week since Ben had unwittingly recorded his stepmom spying on him and Jess having sex, and it was all Ben could think about. He'd hardly spoken to her the past few days as every time he saw her all he could think about was her getting off watching him and Jess. It was a Saturday morning and Ben was sat in his room, pondering what to do with himself for the day. Jess was away with her friends for the weekend, and all his friends were at university. He was bored. Ben's dad was away on business, and his stepmom had gone to visit her sister. Both were away for the whole weekend, yet despite having the house to himself there was no one around to take advantage of it.

This last week had been **** for Kim. She'd tried to forget about what she'd seen and heard that night outside her stepson's room, but she kept finding herself getting wet thinking about it. She had intended to spend the weekend at her sister's, but circumstances had prevented this. Her sister's mother-in-law had been taken ill late last night and was in hospital several hours drive away. Kim's sister and her husband had already set off to be by his mother's side and had left Kim in the house. Kim had debated staying, but ultimately decided she'd be more comfortable back home. Before she set off Kim had rang home to let Ben know she was coming back in case he'd had friends around and needed to clean up.

Kim had been driving an hour and reckoned she was about halfway. Another hour and she'd be home, she thought. Maybe she could give the house a much needed spring clean when she got back, she told herself without much enthusiasm.

Back home, Ben was watching TV and anticipating a boring weekend when salvation arrived in the form of the doorbell. It would be an understatement to say Ben was surprised to find his girlfriend's sister, Rachel, standing outside his front door. Despite the fact he hadn't spoken to her since their encounter in the bathroom several months ago, she lived with her parents a couple of hundred miles away. The petite brunette was covered from head to toe by a long, stylish trench coat. She wore heels with long white socks going up at least as far as her knees, where the trench coat covered them. She smiled up at him and asked, "Well, aren't you going to invite me in?"

Ben was dumbfounded, but found it in himself to step aside and gesture for her to enter. Rachel stepped past him and he closed the door behind her after picking up her bag. Ben composed himself enough to ask, "I'm not being rude or anything Rachel, but what the hell are you doing here?"

Rachel appeared shocked at his response, then a crooked smile broke her look of hurt, "I know it's been a while, but we have some unfinished business. I know Jess is away this weekend and I got your address from her phone. I figured what the hell; I'll catch the train and see what happens."

"See what happens?", Ben repeated, forming the words into a question in the process. "What would you like to happen?"

"Get me a drink and maybe I'll tell you", she teased.

"That I can do. One drink coming up."

Ben gestured for Rachel to have a seat in the lounge and returned with a bottle of wine and a couple of glasses. They chatted innocuously for the best part of an hour, polishing off the bottle of wine in the process. Every time the conversation turned toward that night in the bathroom, Rachel managed to redirect the talk to something more banal. Though they relaxed whilst chatting Rachel never removed her trench coat. Ben had offered to take it, but Rachel politely refused.

Ben was getting visibly impatient at Rachel's refusal to reveal the real reason for her visit, "So are you ready to tell me what you're here for?", he asked.

"I thought that would be obvious silly. I said we had unfinished business. I know this time it's only me, but I hoped we could finish what we started in the bathroom", Rachel said, moving her hand up his leg as she spoke.

"Until you showed up here I thought you didn't want to speak to me again. The only time I've seen you since you avoided me. I figured you must have just been drunk that night, and regretted it when you were sober."

"I only avoided you because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to help myself around you. I keep wondering what it would have felt like if we'd of carried on. I had a few drinks last night and worked up the courage to buy a train ticket online. Now I'm here and I'm all your's", Rachel admitted. Her hand was now resting on his cock, which she could feel hardening.

"All mine hey," Ben teased, "I like the sound of that." Ben knew he wanted to record this. His camera was still set up in his room after recording Jess the other day. It was well hidden so he was sure Rachel wouldn't find it, just as Jess hadn't. He just had to get her up there. Ben removed her hand from his groin and said, "Not here, come upstairs and we can see what you're wearing under that coat."

Rachel followed him upstairs, then excused herself to go to the bathroom. She wanted to check her outfit was all ok underneath her coat. Ben seized the opportunity to switch the camera in his room on. Perfect, he thought, he'd be able to savour this encounter. Rachel appeared in the doorway with a wicked grin on her face, toying with the belt around her coat. "You wanted to see what I'm wearing", she whipped the belt open and slowly opened her coat, letting it fall from her shoulders. Ben's jaw hit the floor. Rachel was wearing thigh-high white socks, a pleated mini skirt, and a white short sleeve shirt, finished with a tie that matched her skirt. She looked like the quintessential naughty schoolgirl. "You like?", she purred.

"Fuck, yeah I like." Ben took a moment to appreciate the delectable beauty that stood before him. Her cute, bobbed, brown hair and petite figure played into the schoolgirl image perfectly. She looked sensational as she leaned sleekly against the doorway. "You dirty little minx", Ben said, "why don't you come and suck on teacher's cock?"

"Yes sir", Rachel replied, smirking as she complied with his instruction.

"Wait," Ben ordered, "there's something I need to ask you. Actually I kind of need to show you first but anyway..."

Not long after, Kim pulled into the drive. That had been a long journey, and she wanted a shower before she did anything. Kim went straight upstairs and had the strangest sense of déjà vu as she got to the top of the stairs. Just like the other week she could hear noises coming from Ben's room. After last time she couldn't resist the urge to spy on her stepson and his girlfriend. For the second time in the space of a week she peeked her head around the doorframe of her stepson's bedroom.