My beautiful teenage step-son has his heart broken by the tart who was his girlfriend. Never liked that bitch; she wasn’t good enough for him.

I try to raise his spirits by inviting him to come to the gym with me; I already have my gym gear on, camel toe and all!!

I flash my arse and invite him to feel how taut it is.

Perhaps we can spend some time in the hot tub after working out and I could see if a bit of hidden hand action can’t take his mind off the tart.

Maybe I could even finish him off in the carpark?