"Mom! What are you doing in here!?!" Max yelled as he tried to cover up his body and what he was doing.
"Young man," his stepmother Dana replied sternly, "You know exactly what I'm doing in here and you should be ashamed of yourself!"
Max had just returned home from college a few days ago for the summer, having just completed his junior year. Max's father, Dana's husband, Jack, was away on a business trip and so for the next week, it was just Max and his forty-one year old stepmom.
What led Dana into Max's room that particular day had to do with what she discovered that morning when doing the laundry. As Dana was sorting clothes, she noticed something strange. Seven days had passed since she last did a load of laundry but there were only four pairs of her panties in the hamper.
"Where the hell are my panties?" she thought as she finished sorting. When she grabbed a pair of flowery, satin ones, she noticed they felt weird. They were stuck together on the back. She put them to her nose and noticed that they had a smell she didn't recognize. She examined them more closely. She peeled the material apart and there was no mistaking what it was. For a split second, she thought that Jack had had some fun with them, which he did from time-to-time. But then she did the math.
She remembered that she wore these panties on Tuesday. Jack left for his trip Monday afternoon. And there was her answer. Her stepson had obviously been going through her hamper, taking her dirty panties and jerking off with them.
She knew that she had to do something, but what? As she thought about it, she couldn't help but feel a little flattered and a little turned on. After all, Max was a very good looking, straight-A student.
"I'm sure he gets tons of college pussy," she thought. "I can't believe he's getting off on his own stepmom's dirty panties."
After a few minutes, she decided she would have a little fun. Max was still asleep so she quietly went back up to her bedroom and changed out of the baggy T-shirt and shorts that she slept in, and put on a much sexier pair of pajamas. A tight tank top that pressed firmly against her big 34D breasts and the matching shorts that came to just above the bottom of her ass--exposing just the right amount of butt cheek when she walked. These were Jack's favorites and so she assumed his son would like them too.
She went downstairs and started the coffee, as well as her homemade pancakes. She knew the smell would be too much for Max to resist and it was certain to wake him up. However, thirty minutes went by and nothing. The pancakes were all made, she'd had two cups of coffee already.
"How could he not be awake yet?" she thought. So, she wrapped the pancakes in foil and put them in the oven to keep them warm. Then, Dana quietly crept up the stairs and tiptoed towards Max's bedroom. She put her ear to the door and immediately knew what was going on inside his room. Yes, Max WAS up. But there was a reason he hadn't come downstairs yet.
She slowly opened his door a crack and as she peeked inside, she saw Max--his cute, bare ass facing her and he was slowly stroking his cock and looking at his phone. Dana walked in a little further and confirmed what she has suspected all along. Max had a dirty pair of Dana's panties wrapped around his rock-hard shaft.
Dana knew she shouldn't be in there. And she knew that if she did anything further, it would change her relationship with her stepson forever. Good or bad, it would be different from here on out. She began to feel her pussy start to get wet and her legs tingle a bit as she stared at her stepson working himself over with her underwear. His thick cock looked so good wrapped up her her leopard panties. Dana's hormones had now completely taken over any thought she had of keeping this naughty discovery to herself. She quietly inched closer to Max so that she was less than a foot away from his young, muscular body. She eyed him up and down like a construction worker. Her nerves were racing all over her body and she was unsure what to do next. How would she make a move?
She found herself getting so worked up that as she peered over Max's shoulder, she didn't realize that he would feel her hot breath on his body. Max, turned around slowly and then realized what that sensation was.
"Mom! What are you doing in here!?!" Max yelled as he tried to cover up his body and what he was doing.
"Young man," Dana replied sternly, "You know exactly what I'm doing in here and you should be ashamed of yourself!" As she silently presented the flowery panties she had taken up from the laundry.
She firmly grabbed his ass and dug her red nails into his rock-hard college butt cheek.
"How dare you go through Mommy's hamper and steal her dirty panties! You are a very, very bad boy" she said angrily as she hung onto his ass with her hand. Max just stood there...frozen.
She bent down, picked up the dirty panties Max was using and walked over to his bed, making sure to give him a full view of her ass in her PJ shorts. She sat down on the edge and turned around. Max stood there, still shocked at what was happening.
Dana slowly began to twirl her dirty panties with her index finger. She looked at Max's hard cock and then said, "If you don't want your father to find out about this, you'll do everything mommy tells you. Got it?"
Max tried to reply but could barely get any words out. Dana repeated herself, this time much louder.
"GOT IT!?!"
Max nodded nervously.
"Good boy," Dana said. "Now get over here and lay across my lap."
Max slowly walked over and began to lay down on his stepmom's lap. His hard cock was going to be a problem. Dana opened her legs just enough to allow Max's dick to have room and immediately closed her thighs firmly on his shaft as he laid down.
"Now," she said. "You're going to tell Mommy the truth or you'll be in big trouble. Understand, young man?"
"Yes, I do," Max replied. Then suddenly--
WHACK!
Dana gave Max a hard slap on his ass.
"Call me 'mommy!' Got it?" She demanded.
"Yes, mommy," Max replied.
"Good boy," she said. "Now, did you take mommy's panties from the hamper?"
