Mama's Milk Part 2

Hello again, I'm Conner and this is my story; continued.

The previous night I had e****ted my mildly d***k and fully attractive step-mum, Steph, to her room. Important to note was that I had very much embarrassed myself by all but admitting I wanted to crack her ass open like a pistachio. She let it slide, but was pretty friendly as I said goodnight, even gave me a little kiss on the cheek too. I chalked that up to her trying to ease my embarrassment because I couldn't really bring myself to say very much on the long trip from the den to her room.

Today is the morning after, and if I didn't know any better, I'd say that Steph and I were getting along just as well as we had previously. Like last night hadn't happened. I went to work and came back without a hitch, Steph went out with one of her friends, so I decided to jack it in my room. A few days previous I found this amateur photo album on a website that featured a woman that looked remarkably like Steph, not exactly though, the featured woman had a couple of tattoos and looked to be a little taller than Steph, but otherwise, they could've been doubles for each other. Guess what I decided to jerk it to. Normally I shut and lock my door when it's "happy time," but I saw no reason to do that when no one was home. Having wiped the semen off of my hand and cock, I went to go wash my hands in the hall bathroom, but there was something strange I noticed after I removed my headphones and spun around to stand up, light glinting off of some clear liquid around my door frame. Like someone had wrung a washcloth out right there. Not really concerned, I just padded past it and cleaned up. When I came back to clean it up, I noticed it smelled very faintly. No big deal, cleaned it up anyway.

Stepping back into my room, I put on some loose basketball shorts and a t-shirt, only to be surprised by Steph.

"Hey!"
"Holy shit you scared me Steph!"
"Haha! Sorry, but I couldn't resist!"
"No worries. When did you get home?"
"Oh a little while ago, I went to my room and changed and was just walking past when I saw you in here."

A little concerned that she may have caught me whacking it, but not overly, I decided not to ask for fear of further embarrassment after last night. She gave me one of her half grins that make her look way too sexy and bounced off out of my room. Turning around, the first thing I noticed was the woman that looked like Steph on my screen looking back at me with her legs spread! Steph had to have seen her! I went full-on panic mode and didn't come out of my room for at least 2 hours.

When I finally emerged, the house was quiet but I guessed she was still home. I sorta tip-toed into the kitchen to heat up some leftovers, and was halfway done when Steph walked in from the den with a dirty plate.

"You alright, Conner?"
"Yeah, you know, just studying and thought I'd get a late supper cause I was hungry."
"Oh, what're you gonna have?"
"Your chicken casserole."
"Is there much left?"
"Another couple of meals maybe, yeah. You want a bit of mine?"
"Can I?"

That was when she looked at me while drying off her hands from washing her dish. I held out a steaming bite, which she accepted...somewhat sensually. Maybe it was my imagine, I thought. She licked her lips and asked for another as I dropped the fork. I don't know why I decided to grab a pinch of it and offer it to her, but I did. That time there was no mistaking it. She moved really close to me, only a few inches separating us and looked straight into my eyes as she licked one of my fingers clean of the food. Her hand had rested on the counter top while the other held my hand still for a moment. Needless to really say, I was a little confused, embarrassed, but still turned on. She did her little half smile and started to sashay away when she turned back.

"By the way, I saw you rubbing off earlier to that woman that looked like me."

She continued into the dark den while I struggled to not have a heart attack. Then it hit me. She wasn't upset at all, in fact, the last glimpse of her face before she went into the darkness was a smile...

I know it's slow, y'all. I get tired of those 1 part stories where everyone knows what's gonna happen and there's hardly any background to the story. I'm thinking of turning this into a potential fetish/fantasy story involving lactation/breast-milk. Who's for that?