Caught

Jack turned toward the noise and saw Jess at the bottom of the stairs. His cock was standing straight at attention and his stepmom's grin grew from ear to ear, her face still flushed from whatever Jack's mom had been doing to her. Time stopped.

He looked her over in a blind panic. A blind, teenaged-hormone-raging panic. Her blue sundress was in place, but in the light streaming through the windows of the foyer, it was translucent, damn near transparent. Her barbell through her right nipple was plain as day, as was the slight gap between her thighs and the ribbon of flesh protruding from the mound at their junction. Below the hem of that dress, her thighs were glistening. No, not glistening, soaked.

Nikki had been making Jess cum in the kitchen. They've never been shy, but that's a sure way to get caught, especially with Lexi, Taylor, and Hunter just upstairs.

Holy shit. They wanted to get caught. Or they didn't care if they did, which isn't quite as good, but it's basically as good.

Jack's cock throbbed and he almost came right there. He could feel Jess's wolfish eyes on him, like a silky tongue traveling up and down his exposed body. He saw her breath quicken, he felt his precum boil to the end of his throbbing rod. The fact that she was madly in love with his own mother made it hot, the fact that until now, Jack had no indication at all that she was interested in men made it even hotter.

Both of them bit their lower lip at the same time. Both were breathing hard. Both had a need that was bursting to be released. Jack felt himself on a hair trigger.

And then Jess blew him a kiss. A slutty, dirty kiss that was the final straw for Jack he needed to cum. He was trying to hold back, but he was losing the battle. He was going to cum without even laying a finger on himself.

And the floorboard on the other side of Lexi's door creaked.