The humid afternoon air hung heavy as Mark retreated to his room, the need building like a storm. Aunt Judy was out shopping, but Diana, his step-aunt, was still at the house, ostensibly working in the garden. Perfect, he thought, giving into temptation. He locked the door and fired up his favorite site – AuntJudyXXX.com, naturally. He knew he shouldn’t, but the allure of forbidden pleasure was too strong.
He’d barely started when he heard a soft knock. His heart leaped into his throat. "Mark?" It was Diana. Panic flared. He scrambled to cover himself, his voice a choked whisper. "Just a sec!"
The door creaked open. Diana stood there, framed in the doorway, her eyes wide. She wore a simple sundress, stained with dirt from the garden, her 50 plus body still tight and toned from years of yoga. He stammered, "I… I can explain!"
Diana’s gaze dropped to his exposed member, then back to his face. A faint blush crept up her neck. “Explain what, exactly?” she asked, her voice surprisingly steady. He noticed she licked her lips, a tiny nervous habit he'd always found endearing.
He was trapped. There was no denying the evidence. He just stood there, frozen, shame warring with a growing sense of arousal. This wasn’t how he imagined this encounter going. He’d been dreaming of mature milf Diana for months, imagining her smooth skin, her soft curves. And now, here she was, catching him in the act.
She took a step closer, closing the distance between them. The air crackled with unspoken desires. “You know,” she said, her voice a husky whisper, “I’ve always been a little… curious about what you young men get up to.”
Mark’s pulse hammered in his ears. Was she… flirting? His eyes darted to the screen of his laptop, still displaying a very explicit image. Diana chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down his spine. "Perhaps I could offer some... guidance?" she purred, reaching out a hand, her fingers brushing lightly against his skin. This taboo encounter had just taken a very interesting turn. He could feel his own desire rising to meet hers, a forbidden heat that threatened to consume them both.
"Show me," Diana whispered, her eyes locking with his, the step aunt now openly inviting. He knew this was wrong, but the temptation was too strong to resist. This mature step mom knew what she wanted.
