Too Close For Comfort

Casey and Shane wait for his stepmom Marilyn to show up. Casey admits she thinks Marilyn wants Shane all to herself. Shane claims it’s in her head. Then Marilyn bursts through the door, drags her bags, and plants a wet kiss on Shane’s mouth. Casey’s eyes go wide, but she stays quiet. Over the next few days Casey keeps catching small, charged moments. Marilyn leaning in Shane’s ear, smirking at Casey over his shoulder. Eye-fucking him when he passes shirtless. Finally Casey walks in on the real deal—Marilyn’s hand inside Shane’s pants on the couch. She explodes. Shane leaps back, guilt splattered across his face. Marilyn just smirks and tells Casey straight: they’ve been fucking for months. Casey’s crushed. Shane admits he tried to quit after the wedding, but the second Marilyn’s around, his cock wins. He loves Casey—he hates himself—but he can’t quit his stepmom. Casey realizes Marilyn will always own him. If she can’t beat her, she’ll ride with her. She begs. Marilyn studies her, decides the three of them together beats losing Shane, and opens up. They collide in a loud, sweaty pile: Casey moaning louder than she ever has, Marilyn watching with possessive pride, Shane caught in the middle and loving every second of it.