My Step-Son: The Sequel

Nina Elle’s on the phone again, husband ready to blow. He just found out she fucked his son—her stepson, Tyler Nixon—and he won’t sign shit until the kid cops to it himself. Nina hangs up, dials Tyler quick. "Salon. Now." He pulls up, asks how he can help. She tells him straight: call your dad, say I started it, blame’s all yours. Tyler leans back, grins, shakes his head. Sex was two-way, he says, and lying would just torch what’s left of that relationship. Nina’s panicking. She begs: name it, anything. He says one thing—Nuru massage. She laughs, figures it’s a joke. But he reminds her, she’s single now. No dad, no problem. Do this, he’ll drop the line on his old man. Nina licks her lips, the deal too sweet to skip. A couple lube-slick strokes and she’s got her signature. Tyler’s daddy gets the call, and daddy finally signs. End of story, and Nina’s still dripping.