Olivia sat in her spacious living room, looking out across the city lights from her penthouse apartment. She had always been a woman who valued power and control. It was what had driven her to become a successful businesswoman, and it was what had led her to marry the wealthy executive Jeremy, even if it was more of a convenience than anything else. But as much as she enjoyed her position of authority, there was one thing that even she couldn’t deny: her sexual desires.
It was late evening, and Olivia was alone in her apartment, clad in a skimpy silk nightdress, her long black hair falling over her shoulders in waves. She couldn’t help but feel a little restless, a little unsatisfied, until her eyes fell upon her stepson, Jack.
He sat in the corner of the couch, fumbling through a book, his leanly-built form perched on the couch. Olivia’s eyes lingered on him for just a moment too long, but she couldn’t help it. He was handsome in his boyish way, with a fresh face that reminded her of her own youth.