As soon as Sarah's husband left for work, she knew what she had to do. Her stepson, James, was taking a shower after his morning workout. With a smirk on her lips, Sarah slowly made her way upstairs, her eyes trailing over James' lithe body visible through the misty bathroom door. Pausing outside the bathroom, she took a deep breath and knocked lightly.
"Yeah, what is it?" James called out, his voice deepening with annoyance.
"I dropped my towel, can you hand it in?" Sarah asked seductively, pushing open the door a crack.
James' eyes widened as he took in the sight of his stepmother's naked body pressed against the doorframe, her ample breasts jiggling slightly. He swallowed hard, struggling to maintain his composure.
"Um, sure," he stam ummered, trying to regain his equilibrium. "I'm happy to help you find what you need. What are you looking for?"
