I broke our kiss and we walked hand in hand to the edge of the hill. Whenever there was a hot day after some rain, fog would settle over this valley. ...t was a bit spooky when you drove through. Sometimes it would be at the top and other times at the bottom, but it could settle anywhere. You could enter the valley, go through the fog going downhill and drive across the bottom with a clear view; only to ascend the other side through the same bank.We could tell cars were passing on the road, a. I was only breathing harder. She then touched my forearms and said “why so many hairs here? I told her all boys have hairs in forearms. She took my fingers to her forearm and said see, how’s mine?I told her it’s very smooth then she touched my bisceps and said wow very hard. I touched her bisceps and said very soft then she touched and later squeezed my cheeks. I too did the same to her. But, I did gently she asked me whether she could sleep on my shoulder for a while, I agreed. She slept on my. I was so excited and so confused. Although I knew it was wrong, I enjoyed this sinful contact with my teenage stepson. I convinced myself that if I did not acknowledge it, I could pretend it was not actually happening. Finally, with the wine's assistance, I drifted off to sleep in the arms of my stepson, his erect penis pressed firmly into my buttocks. It was a wonderfully intimate moment that very few stepmothers will ever enjoy with their stepsons. And I was convinced then, as I am now, up. "You're sweating again and your fever is up. Let me use the cool water to help bring it down."She bathed my face and chest again and it felt good. I kept my eyes closed just relaxing with how she was making me cooler."Ed, I'm going to give you a sponge bath," Bonnie informed me. "Don't feel shy because I know it will make you feel and sleep better."The light sheet I'd been using slipped down and over my bare feet. All that was left between me and her were my boxers. I felt her fingers slipping.