Yoga Pants Tease From Stepmom

Jake pushed open the front door of the house he’d grown up in, the familiar scent of vanilla candles and clean laundry hitting him like a memory. College had been a grind, but he was finally home for the summer. He dropped his duffel bag in the hallway and froze.

In the middle of the living room, on a bright teal yoga mat, was Vanessa.

His stepmom was bent over in a perfect downward dog, wearing nothing but a tiny black sports bra and a pair of skin-tight grey yoga pants that looked painted on. The thin fabric stretched obscenely across her thick, heart-shaped ass, the seam disappearing between her cheeks and molding so tightly to her pussy that Jake could clearly see the plump outline of her camel-toe. A dark, damp spot had already started to bloom right at the crotch. She was breathing slowly, deliberately, making her ass sway just a fraction with every exhale.

On the couch, legs tucked under her, sat Mia—his nineteen-year-old stepsister. She was watching her stepmom with half-lidded eyes, chewing on her bottom lip. Her hand rested high on her own thigh, fingers drumming restlessly.