My Stepmom's Boyfriend

Chapter 8

Travis

Caitlin fills the doorway to my office, and she’s even more beautiful than I expected. She’s shy, so she’s still partially hidden behind the wooden slab, but I can see what I need to. Her gorgeous breasts are huge and swinging slightly, narrowing to a tiny waist and then flaring to wide hips. There’s a soft shadow at the vee between her thighs, and I’d swear those lips are glistening just a bit already. “Hi,” she says shyly, looking down at the floor. “Um, should I come in?” I can’t even speak, so I gesture with my hand. She minces in, a bit awkward in the high heels. “Hortense found a pair of stilettos and let me borrow them,” she explains. “I figured it was better than my sneakers.”

She’s right, and I can’t rip my eyes from the long length of creamy leg topped by a pair of six inch pink high heels. Shit, this is going to be a long night. I nod. “Come in sweetheart, and close the door behind you.” She gently shuts the study door and sways to the chair in front of my desk. She begins to sit, but I stop her. “Will you spin around for me?” She pauses, blushing hotly. “Oh. Yes, of course.” Slowly, she turns in a small circle. I was hard the second she entered the study, but now the pain in my pants is pure agony. I swear I’m going to bust a nut, looking at the creamy white ass bisected down the middle with a dark cleft. I’d love to run my hand right down that seam, and tease her pucker before going even lower to stroke those soft, wet folds.

Fuck, I’m so screwed. “Perfect, honey,” I growl. “Please, sit.” Caitlin perches herself gingerly on the edge of the chair across from me. If I were an artist, I’d paint a picture of Caitlin’s gorgeous naked body, with her brown hair rippling over her shoulders. Her chocolate eyes are wide, looking into mine. But then I decide to toy with the girl a bit.“Sweetheart, you look as pretty as a picture, but your place isn’t across from me. Your place is at my side.” She stares at me in confusion. Slowly, Caitlin stands and starts to move the chair towards me, dragging the legs along the parquet floor. I stop her immediately. “No, honey. That’s not what I meant.” She blushes even more. “But I’m confused, Travis. What do you want?” I grin and stand. There’s a couch in my study and it’s made of supple calf leather, decorated with a few velvet throw cushions. I stand, and grab a brightly-colored cushion before putting it on the floor next to my desk chair.

“This is where I want you to sit.” Her eyes go wide and her mouth drops open. “What? I’m sorry?” I merely nod and wait with an expectant gleam in my eyes. Meanwhile, Caitlin gapes at me, shocked. But there’s no need to explain, and besides, I don’t owe her an explanation. So instead, I turn away and open up a few spreadsheets for work. Her mouth opens and closes a few more times, but then slowly, she gets up, makes her way around the desk, and kneels on the cushion beside me. Her butt is on her ankles, and her hands are clasped loosely in her lap. I quiver from the lush beauty mere inches from my frame, but hold myself in check.“Thank you, sweetheart. You’re learning.” She bends her head and nods, speaking in a dulcet voice.

“I can only learn if you teach me, Sir.” Holy hell, where did that come from? But she’s clearly a quick study, and this is turning out even better than I hoped. To think I found this girl randomly when I took Buster out for a walk too! I wasn’t expecting to meet anyone, much less a gorgeous woman in need of a helping hand. But sometimes, life is unpredictable. Without another word, I turn back to my computer and begin reading some reports. They’re boring, so I’m able to follow
them quite easily, and absentmindedly, I lay a hand on Caitlin’s head, stroking those soft curls. She jolts at first, but then goes totally still, big breasts quivering. Very gently, I begin petting her head, as if she’s my favorite cat. Again, Caitlin jerks a bit, but then she settles once again, and is it my imagination, or does she rub up against my palm a bit, as if enjoying the touch? She must like it.

Satisfied, I go back to reading these damned reports when suddenly a noise disturbs my concentration. What the fuck is that? Holy shit, Caitlin is purring! Her eyes are closed as I stroke her curls, and the girl is literally purring a bit from her chest, enjoying the feel of my hands on her skin. Fuck fuck fuck. This is the most responsive woman I’ve ever met, and clearly, she loves the role she’s been given.I take a deep breath to calm myself, but then a spicy aroma fills my nostrils and I look down at the curvy girl once more in shock. Sure enough, right at the vee of her thighs, her lips are glistening. They’re plump and juicy, and if I’m not mistaken, there’s even a slight wet spot forming on the cushion below. Oh shit. This woman is so fucking sensual and she’s so ready for it. I could easily pull her up into my lap and kiss her senseless at this very moment.

Perhaps her place isn’t sitting on the ground next to me. I could have her up here, riding
my dick with that slick cunt. But it’s too early. I don’t want Caitlin to think that I’m an animal with no control, so instead, I turn back to my reading although the words are beginning to blur before my eyes. “Is everything okay?” Caitlin mewls from beside me. I glance down and find those chocolate eyes gazing at me, looking at me with near adoration. “Yes, sorry, sweetheart. I apologize, I’m just looking at some work stuff. Chained to my desk, and all that.” “Oh. Okay. If I’m doing something wrong, please let me know.” “I will, but you’re doing great right now. Actually, widen your knees a bit if you wouldn’t mind.” Caitlin blushes, but she obeys, and as those creamy thighs spread, I see I was right. There is a tiny wet spot on the cushion, and like the rancid bastard that I am, I want tosmell the fabric.

I want to rub my nose against it, inhaling her sweet essence while imagining her soft clutch taking me to Heaven. “Is that better?” she asks, a tiny smile on her face. I nod, unable to find the words. If I open my mouth, it’ll be to bend down and take one of her hard nipples between my lips. Instead, I attempt once again to focus on my work. I have no idea why I’m forcing myself to work when God’s gift to mankind is right here at my fingertips. I’m definitely not getting much done, and after another five minutes, I give up.

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