My stepson, My Pony

Kandy adores her wealthy husband - for his bank account, at least. The rest of him is just an aging sack of disappointment. His son, however, is an entirely different matter: young, ripped, and already under her spell. After their secret fling, Junior has no choice but to obey her every whim to keep their affair hidden and protect his place in the family empire.

Tonight she demands a pony ride through their sprawling new house. Perched high on his strong shoulders, Kandy directs him up and down the stairs, around packed bags, and out toward the yard. She praises his flawless form and powerful build while mocking her husband’s pathetic weakness—he can barely climb stairs himself, let alone carry her. Breathless and glistening with sweat, Junior keeps going as Kandy teases what reward his devoted efforts might earn at the end of the ride. Daddy remains clueless, and that’s exactly how she plans to keep it.