Tumultuous Temperature

Vivian, Lexi Luna, barely keeps her shit together when her stepdaughter Sophie rolls back from college. Sky Wonderland looks fuckable, and Vivian feels that familiar itch spark right away. Sophie darts to her room to freshen up, grabs what she thinks is the AC remote, and leaves the real thermostat remote sitting on the couch like it’s nothing. Vivian grabs the little black clicker and hits “cool.” Somewhere down the hall, Sophie’s vibrator wakes up inside her and starts buzzing like it has a grudge. Sophie gasps, knees going soft, while she points the other remote at the bedroom speaker, trying to lower the vibration. All she does is crank the house temperature twenty degrees hotter. Sweat starts beading on Vivian’s skin. She storms down the hall to find the source of the hum, throws open Sophie’s door, and freezes. Sophie’s on her back, legs wide, vibrator doing its job, remote still in her fist. Their eyes lock. Nobody blushes. Sophie just grins, spread wider, and whispers, “Come get a taste, Mom.” Vivian’s already crawling onto the bed before the words finish, mouth on Sophie’s tits, fingers sliding in to join the toy. Heat climbs in every sense of the word. Tongues and teeth and soaked thighs, two bodies grinding while the room turns into a goddamn furnace. By the time they both come the sheets are drenched and the air tastes like sex and sweat and “fuck yes, again.”