After my morning experience with Sharon, my step-mother, I sat around the house and did various jobs. Sharon was out most of the day, running errands and doing some shopping. Before she left, she told me not to make any plans and that tonight would be âour nightâ. I wasnât sure where this was leading, but after this mornings experience, I was enjoying it.
I sat at the dinner table and watched Sharon. I was so turned on by her. She was wearing a tight green t-shirt that you might find a teenager wearing. Although she was no teenager, she had a large bust, and boy, this shirt really engraved her curves. She had a light bra on underneath to hold her tits into shape, although her nipples were rather large, and were easily visible as they poked through the bra and green shirt. She had these nice three quarter pants on, that fit her tight around her curvy rear. On her feet she wore sandals which revealed her lush heels. I liked the curves on her toes. I was hoping I could suck them after dinner.
She served me my food, and walked next to me. My eyes were focused on her breasts that gave me a hard on just looking at. Just watching her move around the kitchen was a treat. She always had a smile, and sometimes a smirk, as she knew full-well I was enjoying the view.
âYou know honey, I stopped by your Aunt Jillâs and she said she hasnât seen you for awhile, and that she would like you to pay her a visit tomorrow.â Sharon said. Aunt Jill was my fatherâs older sister.
âOh, I've been meaning to do thatâ I replied.
âWe were talking ladies business, and I told her what a man youâve become. She told me, she would love to see you.â Sharon said.
I wasnât exactly sure what that was supposed to mean, but I guess Iâll found out tomorrow.
âWell, I better clean up, are you gonna have a shower? I was gonna say, you can see if those new boxers I got you fit. I told the lady at the desk you need extra room at the front, and she said âLucky Youââ. Sharon said.
âIâll try âem onâ I replied.
After the shower, Sharon had already seated herself on the couch reading a book. I came out with only a pair of boxers on, and sat on the other side of the three-seater couch. âWhy donât you put your feet up here Sharonâ I said, as grabbed her feet and placed them on the lap.
I held the heel of her foot, and massaged it. My fingers circled her heels as I slowly slid one sandal off. Her feet were curvy, she had nice meaty toes. She had her toes nails painted red. I massage the soul of her feet as she put the book to side and closed her eyes. Her other foot was getting restless on my lap, so I traded feet and took her other sandal off. As she was seated to my left, I grabbed her left foot and gave her toes a kiss. She giggled. I couldnât help but place her toes in my mouth. As I sucked her toes, her other foot began to massage my groin. I was stiff, and her firm curvy foot was rubbing my cock in circles. I took her toes out of my mouth and rubbed my hands up and down her feet and legs, while her right foot continued to massage my cock.
âLooks like those boxers give you plenty of room Jeffâ Sharon said
âWhat do you mean?â I asked.
âStand up babyâ Sharon said