All characters are over 18.
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My father had only married his new wife a few weeks earlier, and I still wasn't used to having her around the house. On this Thursday afternoon, I got home early from school, and I stripped off my football uniform and walked into the washroom prepared to toss my jersey into the washing machine.
Stepping into the room, I stopped short at the sight in front of me. Melanie, my father's new bride, was on her knees in front of the dryer with her upper body inside the dryer.
When she heard me come into the room, she said, "Oh, Gary. Thank God you're here. I'm stuck!" I saw immediately that her massive tits had popped inside the dryer and now she was having trouble extricating them. Her voice bounced around the metal inside of the dryer. "I was looking for my lost sock. Can you help?"
She wore a short skirt that in her position barely covered the top of her ass crack. I could easily see up her skirt just by lowering my head a little. She had on white, cotton panties. They were very tight. Her thick, juicy white thighs attracted all my attention.
I just stared at her for a minute. There were a lot of things that I wanted to help her with, but not one of them involved getting her out of this predicament. I realized almost immediately that my father's new wife was completely at my mercy.
I walked up to her and put my hands on her hips.
"Here," I said, "maybe I can shift your weight a little bit." Of course, I had no intention of doing that.
I moved my large hands around her slender waist. My fingers were almost long enough to touch in the middle. In the pretense of shifting her weight, I slid my fingers under the waistband of her panties and almost down inside to the cleft of her pussy.
"Oh, sorry," I said with a grin she couldn't see. But I kept my fingers in her panties.
She seemed to be squeezing her legs together, and I don't know if it was in response to my touch or if she was only trying to extract herself from the dryer. Her hips rose slightly as if trying to wiggle free but in actuality only shifted my fingers deeper into the crack of her ass -- my thumbs were closing in on her asshole. My hands covered all of her ass cheeks to the right and left. All I needed to do was stretch them wide to spread her ass cheeks for my view. My only obstacle now was her underwear.