When she stirs from her deep alcohol induced sleep the stepmom realizes her son has already slipped his hand inside her panties and is touching her naked skin. The moment feels raw and unplanned as she processes what is happening right there in her own bed.
She had a few too many drinks after dinner and passed out on the couch still wearing her favorite summer dress. Her son waited until her breathing grew heavy then quietly knelt beside her. His fingers gently tugged the fabric of her panties aside exposing her naked warmth. She began to wake just as his touch became bolder yet the whole encounter carried an unexpected natural feel that left them both breathing harder in the quiet room. The tension hung thick between them while she tried to make sense of the sudden intimate contact.
