The Devil At My Door

Stepmother, Sylvia Saige paces in her son's bedroom as she looks out the window. "God help me, The Devil's at my door!" She holds her cellphone in her hand eagerly awaiting the next angry text from her husband. She's kicked him out, this time for good, and he says he wants to come over to pick up the rest of his things, but her stepson, Dante, knows that's just an excuse to barge in and smash their things to pieces.

Dante comforts Sylvia, he pulls her in for a hug, "don't worry.. we changed the locks." Sylvia feels small and protected in her handsome stepson's arms, and she looks up at him with a sweet smile. She can barely hear her angry husband banging on the front door when she's near Dante. Her heart races, her nipples stiffen, and her panties get wet. It's so messed up but she is irresistibly attracted to the young man.

Watch the story unfold..