I had just finished a load of laundry and was putting away the clothes when I heard a faint sniffing sound coming from the hallway. I turned around to see my stepson, Nate, standing in front of the open hamper, holding one of my dirty panties to his nose.  My initial reaction was shock and disgust, but as I watched him, I saw the look of pure lust in his eyes. I couldn’t deny the thrill that ran through me at the thought of him wanting me. I decided to take advantage of the situation and teach him a lesson he would never forget.

“Nate,” I said, my voice low and seductive. “What do you think you’re doing?”

He jumped, startled, and quickly dropped the panties. “I-I’m sorry, Britney. I didn’t mean to…”

I walked over to him, my hips swaying. “Didn’t mean to what, Nate? Didn’t mean to get caught?”

He swallowed hard, his eyes wide with fear and desire. “I-I didn’t mean to…”

I reached out and grabbed his hand, placing it on my breast. “But you like it, don’t you? You like the thought of me, your stepmother, being sexy and desirable.”

He nodded, his breath coming in short gasps.

“Then prove it,” I whispered, my lips brushing against his ear. “Prove to me how much you want me.”

I took a step back and slowly began to undress, letting him watch as I revealed my body to him. I could see the hunger in his eyes as he took in every inch of me.

“Now, Nate,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Jerk off for me. Show me how much you want me.”

He hesitated for a moment, but then his hand began to move, slowly at first, but then faster and faster. I watched as he came, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm.

I smiled, pleased with myself. “Good boy, Nate. Now go to your room and think about what you’ve done.”

As he left, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I had taken a taboo situation and turned it into something erotic and exciting. And I knew that Nate would never forget it either.