As the stepmom's fingers dance across the keyboard, she can't help but feel a growing sense of longing. She misses intimacy, the warmth of her stepson's body pressed against hers. Her mind drifts to their secret encounters, the way his hands would explore her curves and the taste of his lips on hers. Suddenly, the phone buzzes with a text message. It's from him, pleading for her to stop playing on the phone because he misses sex so much. In that moment, she makes her decision. She slides off the chair, her silk robe pooling at her feet, and saunters towards his bedroom. The anticipation is thick, like an invisible fog, as she quietly closes the door behind her. With a seductive smirk, she locks eyes with him, whispering"don't worry, baby boy. I've always wanted to travel to Japan during the cherry blossom season.
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