My step son, Matthew opened the door and caught me red handed, literally.
I had just been getting back into my rhythm so I let out a moan as he walked into my room.
Matthew stopped and stared at my naked body.
Matthew was Peter’s son from his first wife Jocelyn. Jocelyn had divorced Peter eleven years ago, one year before we got married, and he had been a single dad to the nine year old Matthew for a full year. I had started dating Peter and decided to marry him precisely because Matthew and I connected so much. Peter was now infertile so he couldn’t have any other child with me.
“Abigail, I came to check up on after Dad left.” Matthew said reluctantly. I was surprised that he didn’t immediately run out of the room like how someone would normally react.
I noticed how his eyes traced
