I lived as a mother figure in the household of my husband and his son from a previous marriage. Though we kept our distance, I thought we had managed to overcome the awkwardness between us. But one day, I accidentally discovered the son masturbating while holding my underwear. Resembling his father closely, he lamented being unpopular with women. Feeling pity for him, I decided to help him just this once with his masturbation. Yet his demands gradually grew, until eventually he begged me to deflower him using my own body...