The steam from the shower filled the small bathroom, creating a hazy, intimate atmosphere. Josh, his muscles still taut from a weekend of hard work, stepped under the hot stream, letting the water wash over him. He closed his eyes, lost in the simple pleasure, as his mind wandered to the future and the challenges of becoming an adult. The world outside faded until a sudden shift in the air pulled him back. His stepmom, Emily, had always been a mystery to him—beautiful and enigmatic, her smiles often hinted at something forbidden. Today, her footsteps outside the bathroom caught his attention, but he was already soaked and unaware of the door being slightly ajar. "Hey, Mom," he called out casually, hoping she'd pass by quickly. But as the door creaked open, the world slowed. Emily's eyes widened, and she froze, locked onto the sight of him, completely exposed and vulnerable beneath the water. Time seemed to stop as she stared, her breath catching in her throat, unable to look away from the crude, uninhibited sight of him.