step mom

She didn't notice him at first, lost in the rhythm of her music, humming softly as she moved around the kitchen. Her short black silk robe clung to her curves, and the way it drifted open gave him a glimpse of her long, smooth legs. Suddenly, she turned, startled by the sound of footsteps behind her. "I didn't hear you come in," she said, her skin glowing under the warm kitchen lights. Her green eyes locked with his, and the room seemed to grow warmer. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, but there was something in her tone that made his heart race.