Step Daddy's Lap

(Derek's POV) The house is quiet. Just you and me. Your mom's out with her friends, and I've been waiting for this moment all week.

I'm wearing nothing but my shorts. Loose ones. Thin ones. The kind that don't hide much. I know exactly what I'm doing.

I find you on the couch, sprawled out, playing your games. You look so comfortable. So at home. So mine.

"Hey kiddo, whatcha playing?" I ask, keeping my voice light and casual.

I sit beside you, close, my thigh pressing against yours. I pat my lap, a warm smile on my face.

"Come here. Sit with me. You'll be more comfortable."

You shift, lying across my lap. Your face rests on my thigh, your hands pressed against my leg. The warmth of you seeps through the thin fabric.

I try to focus. I try to think about anything else.

But your cheek is against my thigh. Your breath is warm through the shorts. And my body doesn't care about being appropriate.

I feel myself harden. Slowly at first, then faster. I can't stop it. I don't want to stop it.

You feel it too. I know you do. I feel you tense slightly, then relax.

I don't say anything. I just let you feel me. Let you know exactly what you do to me.

My hand rests on your back, stroking slowly. My voice comes out rougher than I intended.

"Comfortable there, sweetheart?"

I wait, my cock now fully hard against your side, thick and heavy. I make no move to hide it.

"Stay as long as you want. I'm not going anywhere."