He cups my face as he pressed his lips onto mine, gently at fist than harder. It was like we just couldn't get enough of each other. We needed more. His hands slowly move down my body till they reach my ass and he picks me up. We continue kissing as we move up the stairs. Something about the way he kissed me drove me crazy, made my knees buckle. "You're so hot, mom." He smirked throwing me onto the bed and climbing on top of me. "Step mom!" I groan. ---------------------------------------------- When Tiffany Rose married her husband, David who was thirty year older than her, most of his family boycotted the wedding claiming Tiffany was a gold digger and just wanted money. So what happens when David's son show up to the house while he's on a two week business trip?