The Second Place Sister - Sex Stories

The Second Place Sister

... mouth for some time now. Stephanie, likewise, had no idea Mike had witnessed his mother acting like a cum hungry slut. The atmosphere was broken by the alarm on Stephanie's phone chiming. Everyone at the table jumped in their seats and looked away from each other. Stephanie looked down and dismissed her calendar reminder. “Oh, looks like I'm finished,” she cried, “Gotta get going. Someone has to pay the bills around here,” she said, looking smug, “You can all thank me later.” She went around the table and gave her mother a peck on the head, Mike one on the cheek, and then in front of everyone, planted a quick kiss on her father's lips. She kept it very modest, and then ran out of the room. John looked a little dazed, while Melanie only smiled at him. Mike just dug into his food. With a sigh, John set his tablet aside and picked up his empty plate, bringing it to the sink. He gave Melanie a very big, sloppy kiss, and squeezed her tit right in front of Mike. “I gotta catch up on some work.” he said, and left the room. Mike and his mother were left alone at the table. He swallowed hard. He was almost certain that his mom had been teasing him lately. Had his dad told her what he'd seen? Had she liked the fact that he'd watched? Why was he so damn nervous around his own mom? Melanie looked across the table at him. “What are your plans for the day, mister?” “Work later, maybe hit the books for the summer courses,” he said, “You know me, the dutiful and studious son!” Melanie ...

... laughed, “Oh, did I have one of those? He must have gotten lost somewhere along the way,” Mike grinned, and pushed his empty plate aside. Melanie's face became more serious. “You know that we love you kids more than anything, right?” she asked “Yeah, of course, mom. Are you okay?” “Yeah, honey. It's just, you guys grew up so fast, and you're all adults now. Your sisters are beautiful women. My son's a hunk! I just wonder where all the time went. I don't feel like I see enough of you, and I just want to know that you're okay. That there's nothing you need...from me?” she cocked her head. “I'm...everything's good, mom,” “It seems like if you're not at work, you're always down in that mancave of yours. I haven't seen you out with your friends a lot since starting college, or seen you bringing any girls around. I'd think they'd be lining up around the block to get a piece of that!” “Ha! Well, I'm in a little bit of a dry spell, I guess,” he ran his hand nervously through his thick brown hair, “I guess I have my eye on a couple, but maybe I'm not sure how to approach them?” Now her curiosity was piqued and her eyes brightened, “Oh, well, then you've come to the right place. See, your mother knows a thing or two about what a woman wants. Why don't you tell me a little bit about these two vixens you're trying to decide on, and maybe I can help,” “I don't know,” he said, “but I'm willing to try,” “Go for it!” “Okay, well, they're both gorgeous,” he said, “one is a couple years younger than ...