Younger and Younger

Dina Young had always had a thing for younger men; nothing got her hotter than the thought of doing someone who was borderline jail-bait. She also liked money, which was why her current husband was a good 30 years her senior and insanely wealthy. His job kept him out of the house, and his money kept her knee-deep in young honeys.
Still, there was one particularly fine specimen of youthful virility that Dina hadn’t yet tapped…her husband’s son by his first wife, Alexander. The kid was good-looking; dark-haired and athletic, and popular with the girls at his school. But he was supposed to be her step-son, and she couldn’t bring herself to make a move on him. Luckily, she didn’t have to. Alexander made the move for her.

It started with several missing pairs of panties. Some of them were comfy, and some of them were from her evening collection. After firing three maids and two laundry services, Dina had yet to find the culprit behind the pilfered panties. One evening, as she headed up the stairs to sleep single in a double bed…again…she heard a soft moan from Alexander’s room. The door was slightly ajar, and when Dina pressed her eye against the open space, she discovered the guilty party on his bed, nude from the waist down with his cock in one hand and a pair of her naughtiest undies in the other.
She pushed the door open; Alexander jumped and tried to cover his dick…but the only thing he had available were her panties and they didn’t even begin to do the trick.
“You know, I fired some good people over those.” She said.
He looked up guiltily, still trying to hide himself. “I know, but—”
Dina shook her head. “But nothing; those were some of my favorite things you took.” She put her hands on her hips. “Now stand up and hand’em over.”
Shamefacedly, Alexander did as he was told.
She smirked. “You could’ve just asked, you know.” She said, admiring his lean, taut physique. His cock wasn’t bad either; not excitably big but not disappointingly tiny either.
He stared at her, his mouth open. “Huh?”
Dina nodded. “Can you keep a secret?” she asked, reaching behind her and shutting his door.
He nodded. “Yeah, sure.”
“I’ve got a thing for younger guys.” She murmured, moving closer and putting her arms around his neck. He was almost as tall as she was. “I really like’em.” She breathed in his ear, running her hands through his hair. “And I’m so-o-o-o lonely.” She added.
Alexander tried to stammer out a protest. “But you’re like, married to my dad and—”

Whatever protest he was going to make was lost in a low, guttural moan. Dina had sunk to her knees and taken the full length of his dick in her mouth. She swallowed; tongue running up and down his shaft and caressing his head with tender but affirmative strokes.
He grabbed her head, holding it in place as he thrust his hips against her face. Her hands came up to cup his ass, and her ministrations became more urgent. He’d been about ready to blow his load when she’d walked in; it didn’t take long for him to get back to that point. He came hard, pulling on his step-mother’s short blonde hair. “Swallow…” he whispered. “Swallow it all.”
She obliged, rocking back on her heels and letting his cock fall free of her lips. “Wasn’t that nice?” she asked.
He nodded.
“We can’t go all the way…if your father were to find out…” she murmured. “But if we did each other ‘favors’, do you think you’d be all right with that?”
Alexander nodded. He’d do just about anything for another sweet-and-nasty blowjob like the one she’d just given him. “So what can I do for you?”
She smirked. “Nothing right now…but maybe later tonight…” and with that, she got to her feet and sashayed out of the room.
He became aware of the fact he was standing with his junk out in the middle of his room, and that at any minute his obnoxious little sister might barge in and demand to know what he was doing.
So he took off his shirt and crawled into bed, hoping that his step-mother would be in later to tuck him in, good and tight…