Surprising Mom At The Office

Aaliyah hunched at her monitor, jaw tight, shoulders drawn up like wire. Cadence slipped through the door with nothing but good intentions, wanting to smooth the knots out of her step-mother’s back. She stepped close, hands warm, fingers digging into the stiff muscle. Each press wrung a low, dirty sound from Aaliyah that went straight between Cadence’s legs. Heat flashed under her skin. The more Aaliyah moaned, the wetter Cadence got. Her hands slid lower, palms heavy on Aaliyah’s breasts, squeezing like she owned them now. Lips met. Tongues chased. Clothes hit the floor fast. Cadence latched onto stiff nipples, sucked until Aaliyah bucked, then dropped lower and licked through slick folds like she was starving. Aaliyah lay open, every tight line gone, breathing her step-daughter’s name like a secret she’d never give back.