Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 3: Part 1 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 3: Part 1

... You’re gonna cause an accident otherwise!” I giggled. ‘Sorry” he chuckled. “But yeah that sounds like an okay idea. When should we start?” “Uhm, I don’t know yet. We can play it by ear. If your dad’s being too much of a cock-block at home, then we’ll just leave” “Ok” he answered. “You don’t sound that excited. Aren’t all boys your age dying to have a car to roam around in?” I teased. “I guess. But I don’t think I need one that much. After all, the place I want to be most is home with you” “Aww! How sweet! If we weren’t almost here, I’d pull over now and fuck you silly!” “Oh I don’t doubt that” he chuckled, removing his hand from inside my panties as we approached the school drop off zone. “Love you mom” he said, leaning in to kiss me. He was going for a short peck, but I grabbed the back of his neck before he could pull away, forcing it to be longer. It was only for a few seconds, but it was enough time for me to snake my tongue in his mouth. “Mom! Someone will see!” he exclaimed, laughing a little at the same time. “Ok, Ok! Have a good day at school honey!” “Thanks mom. Bye!” After seeing him safely enter inside, I had to rush back home, getting everything prepared for my daughter for her first day back at school as well. I hadn’t even realized the absence of my husband until Jessie reminded me, wondering why she was leaving the house alone as opposed to at the same time as her father. “Oh I don’t know sweetie. Your dad might just be tired from all the traveling last ...

... night. Don’t worry about it too much. Now go catch your bus!” I smiled, sending her off. With the house empty again, I decided to go check up on my husband and see why he hadn’t left yet. Entering the bedroom, I was met with the sound of the running shower from our master bathroom. And as I walked towards the door, I couldn’t help but notice that for once he had left his phone unattended on his pillow. I didn’t intend to snoop, but the fact that it was already unlocked and opened on a text message screen made it a little too tempting. As expected, it was a conversation between him and his secretary Sara. I didn’t bother reading it in depth, just scanning their conversation to get the general gist. Nothing really stood out except for the fact that the two were sexting throughout the holiday. When I placed his phone back, I could feel the anger building up already. I wasn’t jealous of the attention he paid to her, not anymore, but furious at the timing of it all. A lot of their conversations were clearly during the day, when we supposed to be spending time together as a family. I knew there was no excuse to feel this way, not after what I was doing with his son, but I couldn’t help it. And the more I seethed, the more I wished Chris was here, just so I could fuck him in our bed right now. “Fine. If he was going to be this careless about his affair, then so was I. Only I would go further. I would do it right under his nose.” I thought. “Oh, I didn’t know you were –“ he said, walking ...