This is the second story I’ve written at the urging of my stepson Corey who I recently found out has had a crush on me ever since I married his father 14 years ago.

I knew he and his friends hung around our house a lot, but just figured that’s what boys do. I was an only child also and my girlfriends and I used to spend most of our time at my best friends house. She and I are friends to this day. This spring he told me that he and his friends used to peek at me when I was taking my baths.

What brought it up was that just this past spring I actually caught Corey in the hallway outside my bathroom watching me through the crack where the doors meet and stroking his cock. At first I didn’t know exactly how to react, but in a strange way it really excited me. I knew it was wrong, but something about it made me tingle inside.

Corey has turned into a fine looking young man. He looks a lot like his father. He is probably just under 6 ft tall, and is pretty muscular as he has always been an athlete since I’ve known him. He has blue eyes like his father, and has short brown hair. He always had the prettiest I never realized he also had a cock like his fathers. It was probably around 7-8 inches long, and nice and thick. girlfriends. I would believe he was quite the catch. I am 5’6” tall, weigh between 125-128 depending on if it’s a holiday or not. I have long brown hair, and blue eyes as well. I have small (32a-b) breasts, and a 25 inch waist. I am on the thin side.

I had never thought about Corey sexually until that day. After that when Corey was there I would leave the door cracked a little further than normal, and saw him in the shadows a couple more times before anything happened.

This story is not about the first time we had sex, but it is about the first time we actually touched each other in a sexual way. I you would like to hear about the. I told Corey he could write about our first time if he wanted, and he told me he already had. I actually read his stories. He then suggested I write some. This is my second one. I hope you enjoy it. I’m not much of a writer.

Corey moved out when he went to college in another state, and took a job in yet another state so he only comes home occasionally. His father travels a lot for work, so when Corey is coming to town I try to adjust my schedule so someone can be here with him if he’s coming to town. I work in the medical field and am fortunate to be able to do that.

On this particular day Corey and his father had been out working in the garage and I thought a cookout would be nice. I sent Paul (my husband) to the store to get some meat to grill out as well as a few extra items. Corey wanted to stay here to watch the race on TV.

Not long after Paul was gone I told Corey I was going to take a bath and get ready for the day. He just smiled and said ok. My bathroom is large with French doors leading into it. There is a large round setee just beyond the doors, and then my bathtub which is a jacuzzi garden tub directly past that centered with the doors. I left the doors open a little wider than usual and took a little longer getting undressed by pretending to straighten up a few things in the bathroom once I had removed my shirt. As I started to get in the bath I glanced backwards under my arm as I bent over to check the water temperature and could see him through the crack of the door where the hinge is.

I went on and got into the tub, and bent under the faucet to wet my hair and started to shampoo it. I could see through the regular opening between the doors that he was standing there watching me. I then started soaping my arms and breasts. I took my time with this so I could cup my little boobs in my hands and play with my little nipples. Then I laid back in the tub. When I did this I could see straight into the hallway. He was standing there with his pants off stroking his cock. He saw that I saw him and kept stroking. I told him he could come closer if he wanted to. He came right up to the tub. It was the first time I had actually seen his cock up close. It was so hard, with a big purple head. I wanted to reach out and touch it, but I didn’t. I wanted to feel his hardened, but I knew it was so wrong that I just couldn’t do it. I was playing however with my nipples with my left hand and was furiously rubbing myself with my right hand. I asked him if he thought my boobs were too small and he said no, they were just right. He was standing next to the tub. I asked if he wanted to feel them. He got on his knees and started rubbing them and playing with my nipples with one hand while he was stroking himself with the other. I wanted so badly for him to suck on them right then. I knew that would put me over the top and make me cum, but he didn’t. I think we were both playing it very cautiously. Then suddenly he made a grunting noise, and quit rubbing my breasts. I looked and could see cum at the tip of his cock, and on his hand. He apologized because he had shot his cum all over the outside of the tub and on the floor, and had made a mess. I told him not to worry about it. I would clean it up and smiled at him. He got a towel and cleaned part of it up and left the bathroom.

I was still in the tub. I could not believe what had just happened. I could not believe I had just let him touch me like that. My pussy was on fire. I kept replaying what had just happened in my head as I pinched my nipples and rubbed my pussy until I had the most massive orgasm I had in ages.

I played that scenario over in my head many times while masturbating over the next few weeks until his next visit. I knew it was wrong, but it was so hot. He was so hot, and thinking of it.... what we had done, and other ways it could have gone kept me so horny I couldn’t hardly sleep at night. I know Paul had to be enjoying the benefits of it when he was in town because I stayed so horny and wet.

I hope you enjoyed this true story. Let me know if you want me to write about more of our times together. We haven’t had many, but I personally think they are as hot as anything I’ve ever heard of, however being personally involved in it could make me a little biased.