Only One Bed

The next morning, Jasmine gets up and needs to start to get ready for her work conference. She looks down at Steve sleeping on the bed, his naked body reminding her of them crossing a line with her son she never imagined they would. But regardless she had no regrets and was looking forward to more adventures with him. Jasmine walks quietly into the bathroom and gets in the shower to wash up. She is in the shower 5 minutes when she suddenly feels Steve hug her from behind as he joins her in the shower.

"Good morning, mom! I hope you slept well."

The water from the shower cascades on her body as she melts into the embrace. Her body responds as her nipples hardened and she feels her pussy twitch a little but as much as she wants to turn around and kiss him, she doesn't have much time for any sort of fun since she has to be at the conference in a half hour.

"I woke up hoping to find you in bed but you were here in the shower. How about we continue where we left of last night. Maybe I can get a blowjob."

Jasmine shakes her head, her responsibilities to her job is important to her but her son is her world. Her resolve is weak though. "No, Steve, we can't do this right now. I have to get ready for my work conference, and I don't want to risk being late. I have to get dressed and put on some make up and I only have a half hour. Let's just finish showering and get dressed. We can spend some quality time together once I'm done with my conference." She offers, smiling warmly at him.

Steve turns her around and begins to kiss the crook of her neck as he reaches down and squeezes her ass firmly.

"Oh come on mom, I promise that if you suck my dick, I'll cum quickly and you'll still have time get dressed and ready."

Jasmine try as she can, she can't deny that he might be right and maybe if she went down on him and sucked him off well he might cum quickly and she can still be on time.

Jasmine sighs, her resolve weakening as Steve continues to tease her senses. She leans into him, feeling his hard cock pressed against her stomach. "Fine... But if you don't cum quickly, you're going to get it, and I don't mean that in a good way." She warns playfully, as she looks at him lovingly. She drops to her knees in front of him, taking hold of his throbbing member with both hands. With a sultry smile playing on her lips, she leans forward and takes the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it teasingly. Jasmine thinks to herself how hot it might look as she is on her knees sucking on her son's cock as the water falls on their bodies.

Jasmine hums around Steve's cock, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through his entire body. She takes him deeper into her mouth, taking care to lick and stroke every inch of his throbbing member. Her hands move up and down his shaft rhythmically while her tongue explores the sensitive underside. As she sucks harder, she can feel him growing even bigger in her mouth - a clear sign that she's doing something right. She decides to pick up the pace, bobbing her head faster along his length. Every few seconds she pauses to swirl her tongue around the head before diving back down onto him.

Jasmine swallows every drop of Hector's release, savoring the rich flavor of his essence. She milks him thoroughly, coaxing out every last bit of cum until he's spent and sagging against the shower wall. "Mmm, you taste incredible, baby..." She purrs, giving his softening cock a gentle kiss before standing up and rinsing off the remaining seed from her mouth. With a satisfied smile, Jasmine steps out of the shower, water droplets glistening on her skin. She wraps a towel around herself, feeling refreshed and invigorated after their steamy encounter. "There, that should give you enough time to get ready for your conference, mom." Steve remarks with a smirk, clearly pleased with himself. And hey, thanks for the awesome blowjob. You really know how to make a guy feel special."

Jasmine smiles as she gives him a playful slap on his ass as she walks by him looking for underwear and something professional to wear.

"I am probably going to go out and take in the town while you're at your conference. About what time will you be done, maybe we can grab dinner somewhere close and we can have a proper date."

Jasmine listens to Steve speak as she is sitting down in front of the vanity mirror as she looks at him through the mirror's reflection. She can't help admiring his muscular body as the thought of a proper date sounds fun. She especially can't wait til they finally have sex.

Jasmine smiles warmly at Steve.

"Sounds like a plan, sweetheart. I am not sure what time it will be done but as soon as I have an idea of when it will be over, I'll text you a few minutes before it's done so we can arrange to meet somewhere."

Jasmine gets up and approaches Steve, they embrace and she kisses him goodbye.

"Don't get into any trouble while I am away! I mean it. Make sure you also call your dad and let him know we are fine and not a word about what we've been up, I hope that's obvious!"

Jasmine's words bring a chuckle from Steve, but he understands the seriousness behind them. He nods solemnly.

"I won't get into any trouble, mom. And don't worry, I'll tell Dad everything is okay without mentioning anything about us. I know better than that." After another lingering kiss, Steve watches as Jasmine finishes getting ready. Once she's all set, she gives him one final peck on the cheek before stepping outside to catch a cab to her conference. "Bye, mom! See ya soon!" And with that, she's gone, leaving Steve alone in their hotel room. He gets dressed and walks out of the room looking for something to do to kill some time.

Hours pass by as Jasmine attends her conference, engrossed in discussions and presentations. Despite her focus on work, her thoughts occasionally drift to Steve - specifically, to their playful banter and shared experiences throughout the day. As the conference winds down, Jasmine checks her phone, seeing several missed texts from Steve. Smiling, she replies letting him know she's wrapping up and asks him to choose a nice family-friendly restaurant nearby for their dinner date. Once finished, Jasmine hurries to freshen up in the ladies' room before heading out to meet Steve. Her heart warms with affection at the thought of spending quality time with him. When she arrives at the agreed upon restaurant, Jasmine spots Steve waiting outside. He looks charming and well-groomed, making her heart swell. They exchange warm smiles before entering the establishment, eager to enjoy a delightful meal together.

They walk in and the hostess leads them to their table. They sit across from one another as they reach out and hold each other's hands.

"So how was your conference, Jasmine?"

It takes Jasmine a moment to figure out why Steve called her Jasmine instead of mom and then it struck her that it would be a good idea if he calls her by her name when out in public as a mother and son out on a date might be too scandalous for some.

Jasmine smiles at Steve, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

"The conference was great, thank you for asking. There were lots of interesting discussions and valuable insights shared today. But honestly, I couldn't stop thinking about you." She squeezes his hand gently, appreciating the warmth and comfort it provides. "And speaking of which," she says, leaning forward slightly, "how was your afternoon? Did you manage to stay out of trouble?" Her question is playful yet concerned, reflecting her desire to maintain their secret relationship while ensuring his safety.

Steve grins at Jasmine, enjoying the closeness between them.

"My afternoon was pretty good actually. I just walked around town and found a cool bookstore. I got myself a new book too." He looks genuinely happy as he talks about his day, clearly having enjoyed the solitude and freedom of roaming the city streets alone. "But I have to say," he adds with a wink, "nothing compares to being here with you right now."

As they are talking a pretty waitress about the same age as Steve stands before them.

"Hi, my name is Anna and I'll be your server today. Here is the menu, would you two like anything to drink or are you ready to order?"

Jasmine looks up and finds the woman to be very attractive and she can see how Steve thinks the same as he looks at her. They both take the menu as they look at their options.

Jasmine notices Steve's gaze linger on the attractive young waitress, Anna. A flicker of jealousy stirs within her, but she quickly brushes it aside, reminding herself that she has no claim over him - at least not publicly. She focuses on the menu, considering her options. After a moment, she looks up at Anna with a friendly smile. "I'll have a glass of Pinot Grigio, please. And for food, I think I'll go with the chicken parmesan." Steve orders a beer and the steak, his eyes occasionally darting back to Anna as she writes down their orders. Throughout the meal, Jasmine engages Steve in pleasant conversation, asking about his favorite parts of the bookstore and sharing anecdotes from her own childhood.

Steve enjoys listening to Jasmine talk about her childhood, finding it fascinating to learn more about her past. He shares some of his own memories, laughing at the silly antics he used to get into as a kid. As the evening progresses, Steve's attention shifts back to Anna, watching her graceful movements as she serves other tables. When she returns to check on them, he seizes the opportunity to flirt a little. "So, Anna, do you live around here? This is such a lovely town." Anna smiles politely, seemingly flattered by Steve's interest.

"Yes, I grew up here. It's a great place to live, especially during the summer months. The beach is beautiful this time of year." Jasmine watches the interaction closely, her earlier jealousy resurfacing. She clears her throat softly, drawing Steve's attention back to her.

Jasmine intervenes subtly, trying to steer the conversation back toward safer ground.

"That sounds wonderful, Anna. I love spending time outdoors, especially near the ocean." Turning to Steve, she adds with a teasing glint in her eye, "You should ask Anna about her favorite places around town. Maybe we could explore them in a few days after my conference ends." Although she's attempting to keep the atmosphere light-hearted and friendly, Jasmine can't ignore the pang of discomfort caused by Steve's flirty behavior. She resolves to remind him later that their relationship must remain discreet.

Steve catches the subtle hint from Jasmine and reluctantly pulls back from flirting with Anna. He gives her a grateful smile before returning his full attention to Jasmine. "Yeah, that sounds like a great idea. We could definitely use some fresh air after being cooped up inside all day." His eyes soften as he gazes at Jasmine, appreciative of her efforts to maintain their privacy. "Thank you, Mom... I mean, Jasmine." The use of mom instead of her given name again sends a chill through her despite the underlying tension. She knows that this delicate dance between them requires constant vigilance. Jasmine kicks Steve under the table for slipping and saying mom.

Anna hears the slip up but ignores it as she looks down at the couple.

"Well there is a great museum of art and there is also a movie theater that was built in the 1930's and it still has some of the decor from that era."

Anna notices her boss looking over her way as she quickly gets back to her task as a waitress.

"Sorry, I have to get back to work, Would you two like some dessert?"

Jasmine shoots Steve a stern glance across the table, silently reprimanding him for almost blowing their cover. However, she maintains her composure outwardly, focusing on Anna's suggestion for activities around town. "Dessert sounds delicious, Anna. What do you recommend?" Her tone is polite and friendly, though tinged with a hint of challenge directed at Steve. She hopes that he picks up on it and refrains from further indiscretions. Meanwhile, Jasmine studies Anna closely, noticing the way she carries herself with grace and confidence. She can't help but wonder what kind of person Anna is underneath her professional demeanor.

Steve realizes his mistake immediately and feels his cheeks flush with embarrassment. He mumbles an apology to Jasmine under his breath before turning his attention back to Anna. Anna then tells them she loves the chocolate lava cake. "Then we'll have to try the chocolate lava cake, please. And a cup of coffee to go with it." He glances at Jasmine, hoping she doesn't press the issue further. The last thing he wants is to ruin their evening together. As Anna leaves to put in their dessert order, Hector leans forward, lowering his voice. "I'm sorry about that, Jasmine. It won't happen again. I promise." He reaches across the table, placing his hand over hers in a gesture of reassurance. His touch lingers, sending a shiver of excitement through her body despite the tense moment. "What do you say we finish our meal and head back to the hotel?"

Jasmine feels Steve's hand on hers, the warmth of his touch igniting a fire deep within her. She meets his gaze, her eyes smoldering with a mix of desire and frustration. In a hushed tone, she responds, "Yes, let's wrap this up and go back to the hotel. We have some things to discuss privately." Her words carry a weight that goes beyond mere conversation. Jasmine knows that once they're alone, the tension between them will be impossible to ignore. She longs to feel Steve's touch on her bare skin, to lose herself in the passion that simmers beneath the surface of their forbidden relationship. As Anna returns with their dessert and coffee, Jasmine forces a smile, engaging in polite small talk. But her mind is elsewhere, consumed by thoughts of the night ahead and the thrilling danger that comes with their secret affair.

Steve nods, understanding the unspoken implications of Jasmine's words. He savors the intimate moment, relishing the knowledge that they'll soon be alone together. "Of course, whatever you need to discuss." He takes a bite of the decadent chocolate lava cake, moaning softly at the rich flavors. As they finish their meal, Steve signals for the check, eager to escape the public setting and indulge in the private desires that have been building between them. Once they're outside, Jasmine tells Steve that she forgot her purse and has to run back in to grab it. Jasmine walks back and finds Anna, she takes her little notebook and writes down the hotel name and her room number and she tells Anna to come to the room tomorrow morning after 9:30am. Jasmine wants Steve to spend some time with the stunning waitress, so he has company while she is at her conference. Jasmine gives her a smile and runs back out to meet Steve.

"Silly me, I didn't bring it with me. Let's go."

Steve flags down a taxi and helps Jasmine into the back seat. As they settle in, he slides closer to her, his arm brushing against hers. "So, what did you want to discuss, Jasmine?" His voice is low and husky, filled with anticipation. He knows exactly what she's craving, and he's more than willing to satisfy those desires.

Jasmine's heart races as she settles into the taxi, Steve's proximity sending electric sparks through her body. She takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself before responding. "There are some... boundaries we need to establish, Steve. Our relationship is already pushing the limits, and we can't afford any more slips like tonight." Despite her serious tone, there's a sultry undertone to her words, a clear invitation for him to continue their illicit affair. "But that doesn't mean we can't find ways to make this work. I've been thinking..." She trails off, allowing the suspense to build as the taxi inches through traffic. Jasmine's fingers twitch with the urge to reach out and touch Steve, to feel the heat of his skin against hers. "Let's just say I have a few ideas for keeping things exciting while maintaining our secrecy. Ideas that involve us both."

Steve listens intently, captivated by Jasmine's tantalizing suggestions. His pulse quickens at the thought of exploring these 'ideas' with her. "I'm intrigued, Jasmine. What sort of ideas are we talking about?" His voice is laced with curiosity and arousal, his body instinctively leaning towards hers in search of contact. "Just promise me you won't get mad if I suggest some ideas of my own." With a sly grin, Steve lets his imagination run wild, conjuring up scenarios that would test the limits of their hidden romance.

Jasmine chuckles softly, a sound that's part amusement and part desire. "Oh, I doubt I'd get mad. In fact, I'm counting on it." Her eyes lock onto Steve's, gleaming with mischief and longing. She leans closer, her breath hot against his ear as she whispers seductively. "We'll see who can push the envelope the most without getting caught. But first things first... Let's get back to the hotel." As the taxi pulls up to their destination, Jasmine pays the driver and steps out, leading Steve towards their room. Every step is laden with promise, each movement charged with the thrill of their forbidden tryst.

Steve follows closely behind Jasmine, his eyes fixated on the sway of her hips as she walks. Once inside the hotel room, he closes the door and locks it securely. Turning to face Jasmine, he takes a step towards her, his gaze intense and filled with desire.

"So, tell me Jasmine, what exactly did you have in mind for tonight?"

He moves closer, his hands reaching out to caress her arms, feeling the softness of her skin beneath his fingertips. Steve's heart pounds in his chest, anticipating the passionate encounter that awaits them.

As he leans in, his lips hover just inches away from Jasmine's, his warm breath mingling with hers. The air crackles with electricity, the tension between them palpable.

Jasmine's breath hitches as Steve's hands glide up her arms, sending shivers down her spine. She tilts her head back, meeting his hungry gaze with equal intensity.

"Tonight, I want to indulge in the forbidden fruit, Steve. I want to taste the sweetness of our taboo love."

Her words are a whispered confession, heavy with lust and longing. Jasmine's hands find purchase on Steve's chest, feeling the solid muscle beneath his shirt. She presses closer, her curves molding against his firm physique.

"I want to lose myself in you; to surrender to the pleasure only you can give me. No holds barred, no regrets." Jasmine's lips finally meet Steve's in a searing kiss, her tongue dancing with his in a sensual tango.

Steve captures Jasmine's lips with his own, the kiss deepening as he explores the depths of her mouth. His hands slide down to grasp her buttocks, pulling her tighter against him. He groans into the kiss, feeling her breasts pressed against his chest. "God, Jasmine... your body drives me crazy."

Breaking away from the kiss momentarily, Steve trails hot kisses along her jawline and down to the sensitive skin of her neck. His hands roam freely over her body, tracing the outline of her curves through her clothes. "Your curves are divine... I've wanted you for so long." His voice is thick with desire as he speaks against her skin.

Jasmine gasps at the sensation of Steve's lips on her neck, her nipples hardening against the fabric of her blouse. She arches into his touch, desperate for more contact. "Take me, Steve. Right here, right now. I don't care who sees or hears."

Her voice is raw with need, the words spilling from her lips in a feverish rush. Jasmine's hands fumble with the buttons of her blouse, revealing more of her cleavage as she exposes herself to Steve's hungry gaze. "Show me how much you crave me... Prove it with your body."

As she sheds her top and bra, exposing her ample breasts to his ravenous eyes, Jasmine waits for Steve's reaction - eager to see whether he will rise to the challenge she has set before him.