My name is Kevin. I'm eighteen and I live with my stepmother, Julia. She is forty-two, blonde and beautiful. We had always been close, but since the divorce, our bond has only grown stronger. This is the story of how a son's love for his stepmom turned into a lust so powerful it had to be quenched.

My stepmom has really leaned on me after my dad left. I enjoy being able to comfort her and make her feel good about herself. We have always talked about everything. But now, the one thing that I can't talk to her about is the most confusing problem I've ever faced. My fierce attraction to her.

It all started a week ago. That's when our new neighbor moved in next door. I saw the moving van pull up, followed by a red mustang. My attention soon shifted from the car to the driver. Sliding out of the car was a gorgeous brunette. She was short, maybe 5'3", with long hair and a killer body. A blue top covered her large firm breasts. While a tight, black mini accentuated the curves of her shapely ass and silky legs. I would later find out that she was a forty year-old, mother of two. How could that be? She put these young girls to shame.

A voice broke me from my trance.

"Oh, now I see why you've been staring out the window for so long," my stepmom teased.

"She is quite beautiful," she added. "Are you going to stare all day or do you want to come with me to meet our new neighbor?"

I got off the couch and as we walked toward the door, I became quite aware of my massive erection straining against the front of my jeans. I just hoped it wouldn't be to obvious to our sexy neighbor or my mother for that matter. When we got to her car, she turned and greeted us with a warm and friendly smile.

"Hello, my name is Julia," I heard my stepmother say. "And this is my son Kevin."

"Hi, I'm Lisa," she responded, extending her hand. "Nice to meet both of you."

She shook my stepmom's hand first. Then looked at me as our hands met.

"What a handsome young man you have here, Julia."

"Thank you," she said. 

"Wish I had a strong man to help me around the house," Lisa said, her eyes fixed on me. "After the moving men leave, I don't know how I'm going to get all my stuff put away."

"Kevin would be glad to come over and help you out. Wouldn't you ,sweetie?"

"Of course, anything for you mom, and you too Lisa."

"Anything?" Lisa smiled, as she let the word hang there for a moment.

There was a wicked look on her face when she said, " I think I might just take you up on your generous offer. I will give him back when I'm done with him."

"It's no problem," my stepmother answered, "I don't mind sharing him."

Another incredibly wicked look filled Lisa's face, as she thanked us again.

"He'll be over after dinner, around 7:00 p.m. Is that good for you?"

"Great," Lisa said. "I'll see you then Kevin." 

My stepmom and I both smiled and waved goodbye and then went inside to have dinner.

I usually eat fast, but, tonight I shoveled my food down so fast my stepmom took notice.

"Someone's in a hurry to see Lisa again," my stepmom said, an amused look on her face.

"Remember to be a gentleman, son."

She kissed me on my cheek and I was out the door, heading to Lisa's house.

I rang the bell and Lisa answered immediately.

The door swung open and there she stood. She was wearing even less than before. All that covered her delectable form was a pair of black short shorts and a black tank top . No bra was visible underneath as her nipples poked right through the thin material of her top. Seeing her had my cock rock-hard once more.

"Hi Kevin," Lisa said, forgetting a handshake and pulling me in for a warm embrace. Her body felt incredible pressed against mine. Her scent was so intoxicating that I didn't want to let go.

We broke the hug and I stammered out a hello.

"So glad you could come over. I can use the help."

"It's my pleasure," I replied.

It will be your pleasure, Lisa thought, smiling once again.

After two hours of lifting and moving, we were almost done.

"All that's left now is my mattress," Lisa blurted. "Could you help me bring it up to my bedroom?"

"Sure," I answered and we each took a side and carried it up the stairs into her bedroom.

After we had placed the mattress on the box spring and put the covers, blankets and pillows on the bed, Lisa suggested that I relax and lay down.

"You must be awfully tired," she said. "I know I am."

"Why don't you lie down and rest a little. Would you like a cold drink?"

"Yes," I said sheepishly.

"Great, I'll be right back. Make yourself comfortable."

I watched her sweet ass wiggle as she walked out the door.

My cock was throbbing as I waited for her to return. I was both anxious and excited when she walked in with the drinks. She handed me a glass and laid next to me on the bed. Her seductive aroma overwhelming me as before.

"So, how long have you and your stepmom lived here?" she asked.

"Six years," I answered.

"Has it always been just the two of you?"

"No, my dad lived with us until the divorce six months ago."

"That must have been hard on you and your stepmom. It's good you have each other for company."

"Yes, I love her so much."

"Are you the only man in her life?" she inquired.

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"I'm just concerned . She seems like such a nice woman. Besides, she is stunning. She could have her pick of men."

She could see me bristle.

Carefully, she continued,"I mean, she should have someone special in her life."

"Your love for her is apparent, but women have desires, Kevin."

The anger must have shone in my eyes because Lisa put her hands on my cheeks and said, "I did not mean to imply that you aren't special to your stepmom, there are just somethings she needs that you cannot give her."

That's when Lisa first thought of this most sinfully naughty of ideas. She was filled with sheer arousal as she pulled me closer and kissed me on the lips.