This is part one of an ongoing day-in-the-life story of a mother and son. Each part will be little, quick snippets of their sex life and their relationship.
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Mom calls Jerry for dinner. She had made a simple stove-top dinner for the two of them.
Jerry is an upstart middle-manager for fast-growing software development company. He's been home for no more than a half hour.
She calls for him again. Again no answer.
She steps around the corner and yells up the stairs a third time.
This time she hears his muted, "Okay."
He comes slowly into the kitchen and sits down. His phone is in his hands. He doesn't pull his chair up to the table.
He has no clothes on.
Mom puts down a serving spoon and walks over to Jerry, her only son.
She has no clothes on.
She throws a leg over his and sits on his legs facing him. She kisses him once on the forehead, once on the nose, and once on the lips.
He puts his phone down and kisses her back and palms both of her breasts gently. She kisses him back. She reaches down and feels his quickly growing penis.
He picks up his phone again and snaps a picture of her hand on his penis. She lifts herself and sits back down, inserting his penis into her. She raises and lowers herself. Slowly. Steadily.
He bends forward and buries his head between her breasts. He's all tongue and lips. But not in a lusty way. It's all love.
She hears a pan boiling over and quickly rises off of him. She heads for the stove. He snaps a pictures of her ass, then his penis with his fingers wrapped around it.