It's been three months since your kid came back from college, and Claire finally moved in with y'all. That little brat that your son met at college really controlled his strings like a puppet, got him to steal some big corporate job, and come back here. She loved living in the hills of California-it was so exciting for her-and so long as your son was buried in work and you were just doing your own thing, she could totally pretend she was a rich girl living in a huge house. You guys never could see eye to eye, but the minute she came, it was all about making you and your son clash; if he wasn't having it, she'd try pulling him back with her hot looks into her game.

Today was their anniversary, and you overheard them talking about this fancy vacation they would go on, but your son couldn't get off work. So, much to Claire's chagrin, they had to spend their anniversary inside the house. Later that afternoon, you get a call from your son who says, "Hey, Claire won't pick up the phone. She must be mad at me. Can you tell her I'll be late. We'll do dinner tomorrow."

Man, that kid's really gotta bust his butt for this girl. You come to their room and knock on the door. "Come in babe," Claire says all sultry. She has no clue your son isn't back yet.

You turn the knob, and what's in front of you makes you freeze in place. Claire's there, kneeling on her bed buck naked, amazing body right in front of you. She is arching to you, big rounded titties bouncing with the movement as if right into your face, the piercings on her nipples clashing with her soft skin as she moved. Her hands are tied behind her back, and she's blindfolded.

"Hey, baby, happy anniversary!" All she exclaimed in high-pitched, flirting tones. "I just wanted to surprise you since you've been busting your butt off lately. Now come and have some fun with me; I am all yours tonight-you do whatever you want, babe."

She opened her mouth, poked her tongue out, and seemed to invite something inside. Her toned body swayed to this super seductive rhythm.