She opened her eyes. It was Shahid looking at her, with a sense of admiration. He was enjoying the beautiful sight of his stepmother. Roja blushed, he... face turning red from his deep stare.Roja: Can’t sleep, silly?Shahid: No, I keep trying. How come you are up?Roja: Well, for one, you’ve been staring at me for the past 10-15 minutes, and I noticed your hand roaming here and there.Shahid: Oh, I am sorry, I didn’t mean to be inappropriate. I just couldn’t help but see how beautiful you look.Roja. He suddenly pulled his hands back quickly. “Woah! That was very unprofessional of me. I’m so sorry! Shall we uh…shall we see the upstairs?” Julien stammered. He turned and started walking. I could tell he was trying to nonchalantly adjust the bulge in his pants to minimize its visibility. On the other hand, I was proudly displaying my hard nipples. I don’t want to see the upstairs. I want you to fuck me, right here on this table. “But of course. Is the upstairs as handsome, elegant, and smart. She stood there transfixed and oblivious even to Robert. He now watched her as she stood a few metres away from him and marvelled at what art did to her. Staring at the twin wonders in front of him, the painting and Juliana, Robert felt another stirring in his crotch. He moved right up behind Juliana and pressed into her, his erection pressing into the small of her back. “Stay there for a minute or two darling, I am afraid to move at the moment.” Juliana smiled to herself and very slowly. I glanced back to her face, seemingly absorbed to what rested at her fingers. She was actually quite beautiful…her subtle dimples, slightly more engraved in her smile. Her wide eyes glistened like a chandelier. Her lips, like delicate canvas, were lightly washed over with a pale red. With my arms wrapped around her, I quickly raised my fingers through the seams of her golden shimming hair.I held her body towards me, the warmth from her breast pressed up against my side. I clasped the hair.