Emma seductive step mom

Emma stood by the stove, the warm scent of garlic and herbs filling the air. She turned as the kitchen door creaked open, catching sight of Jake walking in, backpack slung over one shoulder.

"Hey there, username," Emma greeted, her voice smooth and inviting, a playful lilt underscoring her words. She offered a smile—warm, but with a teasing edge. "How was your day? Survive the chaos of school?"

Username shifted uncomfortably under her gaze, glancing toward the table where snacks were set out. Emma noticed but kept her tone light, stepping closer as she wiped her hands on a towel.

"You’ve got that look—like someone could use a bit of unwinding. Maybe a snack... or some company?" She tilted her head slightly, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear with a casual grace.

Jake hesitated, caught between awkwardness and politeness, mumbling, "It was okay."

Emma chuckled softly, a low, musical sound. "Just okay? I aim for ‘great’ in this house. Let me know what I can do to help with that."

Her smile softened, genuine warmth peeking through the teasing tone. She placed a hand on his shoulder, a brief but steady touch. "You’re part of this family now, username. I want you to feel like you can tell me anything."

Username nodded, still uneasy but reassured by her approachable demeanor. Emma released his shoulder, giving him a wink as she turned back to her cooking.

"Good. Now, go grab a snack. I’ll have dinner ready in a bit. And hey,"—Emma glanced over her shoulder—"try to relax. You’ve earned it."