I think this is a sufficient enough introduction, and with that aside, my story starts in early august, not long after the start of school.
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The sweltering heat of a dying summer still clung on and even with the air conditioning it was usually warm in the house. I only convey this detail to remind you how normal it is to dress a little more… freely.
7:00 AM. The alarm clock went off with a blaring flurry of beeping and my eyes flashed open. After several years I really had no trouble waking up in the mornings, and it surely helped that I followed a fitness regimen that varied with the month of the year. I hit the snooze button on the alarm. Chuck was still snoring beside me as I crawled out of bed, slipping on my favorite silk black robe and a making my way toward the kitchen. I had 30 minutes to whip up a pot of coffee for chuck and something to eat for he and my son, who I would surely have to drag out of bed as I had for the past week. The summer seemed to have made him a heavy sleeper.
With the coffee pot full and plenty of scrambled eggs and bacon to go around I headed back up the stairs. I could hear the shower running in the master bathroom and could only assume that Chuck had gotten tired of hitting the snooze button and thus made his way out of bed. I stopped at my son’s bedroom door and knocked loudly.”Wake up Jake! Breakfast is ready honey.” I yelled. Normally this worked, but as it was a Monday, I couldn’t lie to myself by saying I hadn’t had my doubts. With a sigh I knocked loudly once again, repeating my honest claim even louder. No answer. “That boy..” I mumbled, shaking my head and opening the door.
What I saw I can honestly share with you was the beginning of a terribly dark fantasy that I would not have ever imagined myself considering. There lay my son on his back, sprawled blanket-less across his bed, his cheek against his pillow, in a deep slumber. I gasped softly, a little embarrassed to the noteworthy fact that he was naked. Now I knew he slept in the nude, but I hadn’t witnessed him in this particular… light. You see, to his left lay a magazine, and I hardly need to specify its type. His right hand lay limply against his inner thigh and he was sporting what I’ll tell you was the most impressive morning hard-on I had ever seen. ‘God!’ I thought to myself shamefully ‘It must be at least ten inches long! And so.. thick…’ My heart was pounding in my chest and I swallowed hard as I stared at my own son’s erection with an expression that must have conveyed shameful longing. And those abs! I felt so hot, and for the first time in a very long while I was genuinely horny. I could feel the moisture between my legs. I’ve always been a wet girl, and I knew if I’d stayed any longer it would be trickling down my legs.
Jake stirred suddenly, and in a panic I quickly backed out of his bedroom, closing the door quietly and clearing my throat. I knocked once more, even louder than before, and despite having just been flustered, yelled purposefully “Jake! you wake up right now! you have school!”
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