I opened the door to the laundry room and I saw my step mom bent over the laundry basket without her pants on. She wore a pair of baby blue panties and I caught a full glimpse of her bent over the basket with her lovely round ass pointed straight at me. My cock shot straight up in my jeans. I said, "Oh my gawd, I'm sorry!" She turned around and smiled while I bashfully backed out the laundry room and shut the door. My step mom, Debra, is 29 and I am 19. She often wears short skirts and blouses in the house and we are alone together often. She is a placid smiling woman, 5'6", 150 pounds, which makes her a little chubby but I love that look. She has an apple bottom: round and full seated, which is where most of her extra weight is packed. She loves to wiggle her butt and will often do so when I am following her up the stairway. Her blonde hair is shoulder length and curly. In short she is a sexy woman who drives me crazy, and I think my Dad hit the jackpot with her but is oblivious to it. He travels and is away most of the year.
I tried to avoid Debra after catching her in the laundry room. I think she sensed me avoiding her and she called me to her room from upstairs. I stood in her doorway and she sat on her bed smiling up at me. She patted the bed for me to sit next to her. I sat next to her smelling her perfume and her shampoo. A sweet lovely scent. "Joe, did your Daddy ever talk to you about sexual feelings?"
My heartbeat raced and I said, "Oh, no Debra, we talked about that and school and Dad thought that was the best way."
Debra frowned and said, "I don't think school addresses all of the urgings a young boy like you must be feeling. I was your age once yourself, but it is extra hard for a boy because he can develop perversions if he does not release his sexual tensions and fulfill certain needs. The internet is full of sickos who did not fulfill their early desires and those sickos often turn to some nasty stuff."
I didn't know what to say to this.
"Tell me, Joe, do you fantasize a lot?"
"Well, yes but that's kind of secret, you know?" My heart was thumping away and I was a little scared: here I was a virgin sitting next to my step mom who wore a short yellow skirt and a low-cut blouse that revealed a great deal of her breasts. I am not a breast man so I can't hazard a guess at what size they were but they looked like more than a mouthful.
Debra smiled and said, "I know you masturbate a lot. I've seen your bed sheets. That is healthy" Debra looked me in the eye and winked. I blushed furiously. "But Joe, I saw the way you looked at me in the laundry room. You know it isn't healthy for you to obsess about me. If you have feelings for me you need to get them out in the open so we can address them. I can help you get over this obsession so you can move on to girls your own age. A little experience would do wonders for your self esteem."
"I don't know what you are talking about," I said. I was a little lost but turned on.
"Do you have any fetishes? Tell me the truth young man."
"Well yes." I hesitated. I didn't want to tell her what they were.
Debra asked, "What do you like? I saw that Shadow Lane magazine under your mattress." I felt sick. Why didn't I hide that magazine better? Shadow Lane is a spanking magazine I bought months ago online and peeped at it often. She asked, "Do you like to spank or be spanked?"