18-09-2020, 05:07 PM
"It's going to be hot today. I might have a rest myself," Mom said. Continuing after a short pause, she mused, "I wonder what I should wear tonight?"
Mom drew her arm back, bent her elbow, and placed her hand on her right buttock, bending her knee to cock her hip and push her bun up to fill her hand. Her waist kinked inward and forced her right breast tightly into her top, making it quite clear that this was indeed a tit. My morning hardon, which had recently subsided, started to regenerate.
I guess Mom couldn't make up her mind about what to wear because she resumed the activities she'd been engaged in before striking that erotic pose. A moment later she brought two bowls of yogurt and fruit to the table, one for me and one for herself. She sat down, turning her chair so she could stretch her legs, one on top of the other, toward my end of the table. I ate my fruit but my eyes were on her legs, especially the upper one whose foot was bouncing up and down above the other.
Mom didn't talk. She amused herself by watching me look at her legs. When I looked up, she smiled and put a spoonful of yogurt and fruit into her mouth, turning the spoon over and leaving it inside, slowly sucking off its contents as she pulled it out. It was such a blatantly seductive action I couldn't help staring, immobilized except for my eyes which followed Mom's delicate hand as it set the spoon down and then joined its partner at opposite sides of her top. Her torso wriggled as her fingers tugged at the top, evidently adjusting it to make her breasts more comfortable.. Even through the thick material I could discern the presence of Mom's nipples. Belatedly, I lifted my eyes to find that Mom had been watching me and once again my face reddened.
She toned down the seductive moves after that which allowed me to stand and leave after eating breakfast without having to hide myself from Dad. I would have hung around longer but Dad didn't seem in any hurry to leave and Mom stayed in the kitchen. When Dad offered to go out to pick some things up for Mom, my heart and cock leapt for joy but were quickly disappointed when Mom cheerily said she'd join him. I was stunned. Why the big tease if she was going to throw away the chance to be together for an hour or so? I desperately wanted to be with her but she smilingly left with Dad. They didn't return for hours, well after lunch in the middle of the afternoon. They had stopped to eat, Mom said.
"Have you eaten?" Mom asked. I shook my head in response.
"Can you bring in the other bags," she said to Dad, "while I make this brat a sandwich?"
By the time Dad brought in the rest of the stuff I was already wolfing down the sandwich. Dad was about to sit down to join us when Mom told him to go upstairs and have a nap before dinner and she'd be up in a few minutes after she made sure I did the same. Mom busied herself putting stuff away in the cupboards but she didn't strike any seductive poses like she had in the morning, she was just her normal, efficient self.
Mom drew her arm back, bent her elbow, and placed her hand on her right buttock, bending her knee to cock her hip and push her bun up to fill her hand. Her waist kinked inward and forced her right breast tightly into her top, making it quite clear that this was indeed a tit. My morning hardon, which had recently subsided, started to regenerate.
I guess Mom couldn't make up her mind about what to wear because she resumed the activities she'd been engaged in before striking that erotic pose. A moment later she brought two bowls of yogurt and fruit to the table, one for me and one for herself. She sat down, turning her chair so she could stretch her legs, one on top of the other, toward my end of the table. I ate my fruit but my eyes were on her legs, especially the upper one whose foot was bouncing up and down above the other.
Mom didn't talk. She amused herself by watching me look at her legs. When I looked up, she smiled and put a spoonful of yogurt and fruit into her mouth, turning the spoon over and leaving it inside, slowly sucking off its contents as she pulled it out. It was such a blatantly seductive action I couldn't help staring, immobilized except for my eyes which followed Mom's delicate hand as it set the spoon down and then joined its partner at opposite sides of her top. Her torso wriggled as her fingers tugged at the top, evidently adjusting it to make her breasts more comfortable.. Even through the thick material I could discern the presence of Mom's nipples. Belatedly, I lifted my eyes to find that Mom had been watching me and once again my face reddened.
She toned down the seductive moves after that which allowed me to stand and leave after eating breakfast without having to hide myself from Dad. I would have hung around longer but Dad didn't seem in any hurry to leave and Mom stayed in the kitchen. When Dad offered to go out to pick some things up for Mom, my heart and cock leapt for joy but were quickly disappointed when Mom cheerily said she'd join him. I was stunned. Why the big tease if she was going to throw away the chance to be together for an hour or so? I desperately wanted to be with her but she smilingly left with Dad. They didn't return for hours, well after lunch in the middle of the afternoon. They had stopped to eat, Mom said.
"Have you eaten?" Mom asked. I shook my head in response.
"Can you bring in the other bags," she said to Dad, "while I make this brat a sandwich?"
By the time Dad brought in the rest of the stuff I was already wolfing down the sandwich. Dad was about to sit down to join us when Mom told him to go upstairs and have a nap before dinner and she'd be up in a few minutes after she made sure I did the same. Mom busied herself putting stuff away in the cupboards but she didn't strike any seductive poses like she had in the morning, she was just her normal, efficient self.
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