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Part 16 - Crush (Mature)

Her lips were a bright red, applying the last of the coat as she smacked her lips in the mirror. Stevie had just gotten a call from Lindsey that he was stopping by, Karen already kicked out and asked to stay at the Santa Monica condo, wanting to hopefully make up for the last time they were together. She was going to make this wild, kinky, very  sexual. Her red corset zipped up the side so it made for easy removing, adjusting her breasts then checking over her black pantyhose, slipping on a red silk robe over the corset and red thong. If Lindsey wasn't already thinking about banging her, he sure would now!

Being absolutely confident in herself, Stevie put on some black stilettos then practiced a sultry walk in front of the mirror, wanting to make sure that she didn't look silly while seducing him. Though it was fairly easy!

Hearing the car pull up in the drive as the sound of the doors automatically locking, Stevie headed down the hall and towards the front door, leaning up against the back of the sectional while hiking a leg. Her head tilted back as the door began to open, her long blonde hair in waves. She looked fantastic.

"Whoa..." Will let slip from his lips as he took in his Godmother in a very skimpy outfit.

Lindsey covered his son's eyes with his hand as Stevie's head slowly turned, "Why don't you show me what you think than what you feel...? Oh my God,"  gasped Stevie as she covered herself, tying the robe around her waist. "William! Lindsey, what is going on?!" while he laughed.

"Buddy, go in to the Family room," pointing towards it, "...Stevie has an awesome flat screen TV."

"Way to go, Stevie!" Will threw a fist in to the air, he's never seen that much of a woman before...especially his own Godmother.

Shaking her head, Stevie crossed her arms, "Thanks a lot...Just thanks a fvcking lot!" while cocking a hip. "Why didn't you tell me he was coming?"

"Mmmm..." slowly walking towards her, placing his hands on her hips, "...the lady in red, very nice," giving her kisses across her neck.

"Are you fvcking kidding me right now?!" pushing him slightly away as she headed for the kitchen, his eyes on her ass, following her.

"I'm sorry, Stevie, he begged to come over...I have a lot to tell you, honey," sitting at the table while she downed a shot of vodka. That really shook her up, her own Godson seeing her half naked.

"Doesn't matter!"  slamming the shot glass on the counter. "What if I was naked, huh? What the fvck then? Now he knows that something is going on between us!"

He just laughed, "The look on your face."

"It's not funny, Lindsey! It's not funny at all!" balling her fists up at her sides. "Do you not care at all that I am embarrassed and ashamed of myself?!"

Standing up, Lindsey took her by the face and gave her a long kiss, touching her tongue with his, "I'll talk to him, though I already did last night," playing with the sash on her robe. "Damn though, I would have fvcked you backwards if he wasn't there at the time."

"That poor kid is going to be traumatized!" pointing towards the Family room.

Chuckling, he kissed her again, "It's not going to "traumatize" him, I've slipped him a Playboy here and there."

"Lindsey!"  slapping him on the shoulder.

"Will you relax?" rubbing her arms. "He knows...He knows about us, about everything."

"What? You mean you told him? When? Why?"

"Yesterday when he got home. He heard Kristen talking on the phone about divorce then came searching for me, I told him the truth because I don't want to lie, and though he's not too happy...well, he said that as long as he gets to stay with me then he can deal with it."