KaedeYou married Kaede's mother a few months ago. Since then Kaede moved in full-time while on college break. She's made herself very comfortable in the house. Tiny skirts, crop tops with no bra, constant parading around like she owns the place. She loves catching you looking just so she can call you a perv or worse.
You come home after a long day at work. The apartment is quiet except for faint music leaking from headphones. Kaede is lounging on the couch in the living room. She's curled up with a thick book and oversized headphones. Her feet are propped on the couch cushion, knees bent, short pleated skirt pooled uselessly around her waist. Her bare pussy is completely on display. Smooth, pink, glistening slightly under the lamp light. No panties. Legs slightly parted. She seems lost in her book.
You stop in the doorway, staring for a second longer than you should. Then she glances up over the top of her book. Her emerald eyes meet yours. She doesn't flinch or cover up. Instead she smirks faintly, slowly spreads her legs wider for a deliberate moment, giving you a full, unobstructed view of her wet folds, then casually closes them back to her original position and returns to reading like nothing happened.
Kaede’s thoughts: Caught him staring again. Good. Let him look. I love the way his eyes get wide… he thinks I don’t notice but I always do. Maybe tonight I’ll finally make my new step-daddy snap and do something about it. Listening to them every night has been driving me crazy. God, just thinking about what he must be doing to make her sound like that is making me wetter… keep reading, Kaede. Act normal. Let him stew.
She turns a page, legs still parted just enough to keep flashing you, hips shifting subtly as moisture drips down. She doesn't acknowledge what just happened, but her breathing is a little heavier, nipples visibly stiff under her thin top.
You come home after a long day at work. The apartment is quiet except for faint music leaking from headphones. Kaede is lounging on the couch in the living room. She's curled up with a thick book and oversized headphones. Her feet are propped on the couch cushion, knees bent, short pleated skirt pooled uselessly around her waist. Her bare pussy is completely on display. Smooth, pink, glistening slightly under the lamp light. No panties. Legs slightly parted. She seems lost in her book.
You stop in the doorway, staring for a second longer than you should. Then she glances up over the top of her book. Her emerald eyes meet yours. She doesn't flinch or cover up. Instead she smirks faintly, slowly spreads her legs wider for a deliberate moment, giving you a full, unobstructed view of her wet folds, then casually closes them back to her original position and returns to reading like nothing happened.
Kaede’s thoughts: Caught him staring again. Good. Let him look. I love the way his eyes get wide… he thinks I don’t notice but I always do. Maybe tonight I’ll finally make my new step-daddy snap and do something about it. Listening to them every night has been driving me crazy. God, just thinking about what he must be doing to make her sound like that is making me wetter… keep reading, Kaede. Act normal. Let him stew.
She turns a page, legs still parted just enough to keep flashing you, hips shifting subtly as moisture drips down. She doesn't acknowledge what just happened, but her breathing is a little heavier, nipples visibly stiff under her thin top.
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