SIVR-491 I grew up without knowing a mother’s kindness, and I found the warmth of motherhood in my large, soft stepmother’s embrace, crossing the line between parent and child. Okuda Saki

My spouse had a stepson.

A boy in the middle of adolescence…
Was he still a child, or already becoming an adult? He was no longer just a child, but my son.

It seemed his mother had left with another man when he was very young.
Perhaps because he grew up without a mother’s affection, he seemed to carry a fear of women as well.

Don’t leave me…

One night, before my husband had come home, my stepson seemed to be having a nightmare and was crying out in his sleep.
Maybe he was dreaming about his mother…

When I spoke to him, he looked frightened.
Even if you hope for something, you only end up being betrayed…
Don’t say such sad things.
I want to save you.

Maternal instinct, kindness, family…
I wanted to comfort him, so I held him tightly.
I wanted him to lean on me more.

I had to free him from the spell of his mother.
Otherwise, he would stay wary of women forever…

So I kept reassuring him and speaking gently to him.

His trembling stopped, and it seemed his fear had faded.
And he was trying to hide his body’s reaction.
Maybe he got excited because my chest touched him.
After all, he was still a teenage boy.

This is our little secret.

Wanting to grow even closer, I comforted him as if he were a small child.
I let him hold my chest and soothed him until he relaxed.
I wrapped his aroused body in my embrace.

Perhaps because my husband and I had grown distant, with a stepson in the house as well, our marriage had become sexless… and that was the moment the woman in me awakened.

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Once my husband was asleep, I began secretly going to my stepson’s room.
Not as a mother, but as a woman…

Don’t call me Mom. Call me Saki…

I was no longer satisfied with pretending to be a mother.

And then, before I knew it,
I crossed a line that should never have been crossed.

I wanted to teach him more about love.
I wanted to love him more… and be loved in return…

I’m sorry.
I’ve truly fallen in love with your stepson… with him.