Measuring Mama

Jimmy gets stuck with a home ec assignment to sew a shirt, and who better to measure than his own stepmom Sophia? He drags out the tape with that classic teenage eye-roll. Sophia just laughs and stands up, ready to help. They kick it off with her bust, and when his knuckles skim across the fabric over her nipples his cock twitches so hard it’s suddenly hard to hide. From there the excuses start flying—‘just need the full torso length,’ ‘gotta check under the arm,’ ‘waist to hip for good measure’—every single one getting his hands closer to where they don’t belong. When he finally wraps the tape around her round, perfect ass she spins on him, eyebrow raised, catching the little perv mid-squeeze. Jimmy stammers that the brushing over her tits had him too worked up to stop. Sophia feels a guilty little flicker—she did egg it on without thinking—and decides to prove it’s nothing. She grabs his wrists and plants both hands square on her breasts, lets his thumbs drag over the hard peaks. The air snaps electric. She’s suddenly aware of how soaked she’s getting, and his bulge is obvious. Tape and assignment disappear. All that’s left is the heat between them and whatever comes next.