An exaggerated yawn followed by my sons tired voice finally responded “I’m up, I’m up! You don’t have to yell!”
“Easy for you to say” I said, “That was three times I had to knock. Now get a move on! Good morning dear” As Chuck had just passed by me, dressed in his work attire and making his way toward the kitchen,
“Morning” he responded groggily, he never was much of a talker before he had his coffee. I followed him down and took my seat across the table. Chuck already had his nose buried in a newspaper and was taking the occasional sip of black coffee as I heard the upstairs shower turn on.
“That kid of ours had better start getting into the habit going to bed earlier. You’d think he would have gotten it out of his system during the summer” I explained conversationally
“Well give the kid a break Sharon, it’s his last year, lord knows with his grades we don’t have much to worry about” he responded
“True enough” I said with something of a smile. Ten minutes passed uneventfully and then Jake came barging into the kitchen, his hair still wet, in a pair of shorts and a white T-shirt. I found it difficult not to stare the bulge at his crotch, but made sure not to let my gaze linger in one spot for too long. ‘What in the hell is wrong with me!’ I thought..
“Mmmm smells awesome mom” he said, sitting between chuck and I and immediately digging into his breakfast.
“Well I need to hit the road, I doubt I’ll be home before ten tonight since it’s quarter end. Be good kid” declared Chuck as he stood up, walking across to me and leaning in to give me my customary kiss, which I returned systematically.
“Sure dad, have a good one” said Jake with a mouth full of egg.
“Bye bye dear, I’ll leave something in the fridge for you to eat when you come home. Have a good day.” I said warmly, Chuck smiled and turned for the door, leaving like always for another day of work. I turned to my son, smiling in defeat at his relentless appetite and saying “You’re going to eat me out of house and home with that appetite”. I’d said it without thinking about the dirty double meaning that it might have implied were my son in the same frame of mind as I was. I’d have liked nothing more than for him to eat me out at this point.. ‘Ugh! Stop it Sharon!’ I scolded myself mentally.
“Won’t have to put up with me much longer!” he laughed as he finished his breakfast, clearly unaware that I had only less than an hour ago seen his huge cock standing at attention. “I better get going mom.”
“Alright you” I responded, “Come straight home from school tonight, I have a chore I need you to help me with” I suddenly decided, and realized I would need to come up with something more concrete after he left.
“Alright, no plans tonight anyways, love ya mom.” he said, standing and grabbing for his book bag. I stood as well, moving toward him and giving him a warm hug, pressing my chest against him purposefully, my cleavage displayed easily at the opening of my robe, which he seemed to notice immediately. After a surprised delay he hugged me back and asked “What’s this for mom?”
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