The next day was a school day and as always, Mirnda was helping with Jack’s things, insisting that he eat breakfast. He sat down on a stool in the kitchen and she stood next to him, her silky bathrobe brushing against him. She ran her fingers through his hair lovingly and he felt her breast against his shoulder. Jack closed his eyes and started to sweat. She had occasionally interacted with him this way before, but it always left him unable to function when she did.
“Did you like what you saw last night, honey?” she whispered sweetly.
Jack was shocked and blushed bright red.
“Whaaat?” He replied.
“The movie. The one you watched last night with Kazal. Was it good?”
“Oh,” Jack managed to say, regaining his composure. He had assumed she had been talking about him spying on her in her underwear. “Yeah, yeah. Uh huh,” Jack spurted out.
Her breast lingered against his shoulder as she played with his hair and he tried to eat. “You be home tonight or are you going to hang out with Kazal?” she asked him and moved away a little. He regained his composure.
“Actually, Urgu is gonna come over and we’re gonna jam a little,” he answered. “This guy at school and me were trying to start a band. Is that OK?”
“Of course it’s OK, baby,” she replied and started massaging his shoulders. It felt incredible. “Oooh, you’re tense,” she whispered in his ear. “We’ll need to work this out,” she said and his mind went blank.
“Well, I should be heading off,” Jack said and stood up abruptly. He looked over at her and he could see her bra where her robe had fallen open slightly. That same white bra from last night. Her hair was a little messy and she looked amazing. “Thanks for breakfast,” Jack said, his eyes falling to her partly visible cleavage.
“Don’t mention it, baby. Oh, I’m going to be late home from work tonight, but I can cook something for you boys later, OK?” she said. Jack nodded and smiled. “Now, let me give my boy a hug,” she said and enveloped him in a blissful cuddle, with her chest, hips, legs all up against him and her arms wrapped around. Despite the fact that he was much taller than her, he felt tiny. Then, he went hard and was paranoid she could feel him.
She pulled her face away, but kept her body close and looked up at him, smiling. Jack was certain she could feel his hard dick pressing against her. She stood up on tiptoes and gave him a kiss on the cheek, which lingered for a moment. “Have a lovely day, baby and I’ll see you later this evening,” she said, then walked away with a wave. Jack’s heart was beating like crazy.
Jack sat on the bus to school, mesmerized by Mirnda, while feeling guilty for having all these urges towards her. It felt better than when he was close to Kazal, on those occasions when she allowed him to go a little further, anyway. Jack began to feel frustrated but tried to forget all about his problems with the fairer sex. By the time he was home again, jamming with Urgu, he was feeling much calmer.
Mirnda came into his room as Urgu and he were attempting a song with only minor success. “It’s sounding good, boys,” she said sweetly. “Dinner in ten minutes, OK?” she smiled and walked away.
“Dude, are you adopted?”
“No, she’s my step-mom.”
“She’s super hot,” Urgu went on. Yeah, Jack knew she was. Everyone knew it. He wanted him to shut up about it. “And where’s your dad?”
“He works out of town during the week. He’ll be home tomorrow,” Jack replied curtly.
“So you’re alone in the house with her all the time?”
“Yeah.”
“Dude, have you tried to fuck her?” Urgu said thoughtlessly. He looked at him.
“No. No way. What?”
“Damn, I would. She’s got amazing knockers,” he said and trailed off, concentrating on a complicated guitar figure. Jack chose to ignore him, but the thought stuck in his mind. Would another guy try and make a move on his step-mom? It seemed ridiculous, and anyway, despite the growing distance he felt with his father, he still loved him despite slightly dreading his return home the next day.
