Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris

... will know later!” “Gotcha! Ok, go clean up your mess” I said, pointing to the trail behind her. “And go do your homework; no TV until you’re done, ok?” “Fiiiine…” she groaned. When she turned around to pick up after herself, I couldn’t help but grin a bit from her finally following directions. “Thanks mom, for the sandwich. It was great. I’m going to work on homework too now” Chris said as he passed us on the way to his room. “Chris! Can you help me with some of my math homework? We’re learning complex fractions and I have some trouble?” my daughter asked, running quickly after her brother up the stairs. “Sure thing squirt. Try to do them by yourself at first and then I’ll come and help you.” I smiled approvingly as both my children disappeared to the second floor. The afternoon had been so wonderful! Between flirting with Chris and my daughter actually listening to orders, I was left in a really good mood. I checked the time to see that I could afford to do some light reading of my novel before starting the night’s dinner. When I finished preparing the sides and had the pot roast going in the slow cooker, I heard the sound of the TV from the living room. “Done with your homework, sweetie?” I said, seeing my daughter on the sofa watching Nickelodeon. “Yup, yup! Chris helped me with it!” she replied, never taking her eyes away from the screen. “That’s great! So, where’s your brother now?” “He’s in his room I think. Probably doing his own homework; He has a lot I think, his ...

... desk is covered with books!” “That’s because he’s in high school. Did you thank him for helping you?” “Yup!” “Ok, enjoy your show. I’m going to check on your brother. We’ll eat once your father comes back, in about 15 minutes or so. Oh, and don’t sit so close to the tv!” I instructed. My daughter lazily waved her arm at me, her way of saying “yeah, yeah, I hear you.” I made my way up the stairs and quietly approached Chris’ room. I knew I shouldn’t but I creepily placed my ear over his closed door, hoping to hear something. Unfortunately, I was met with nothing but silence. “Chris?” I asked, knocking a few times on his door. “Yeah mom, come in.” I opened the door to see him busily studying at his desk and it made me feel slightly guilty for interrupting him. “Working on your homework?” I asked rhetorically while I moved next to his seat. “Yeahhh…” he sighed. “So what’s up?” “I just wanted to thank you for helping your sister. I know you’re really busy with your own stuff, so I really appreciate you taking the time to help her” I said, again playing with his hair. “Nah, it was no big deal. Besides, it allowed me to reminisce about how easy school was once upon a time” he joked. “Well, what are you studying now?” I asked, crouching down a bit to examine his work. As I did so, my right hand naturally swung around his back and grabbed hold of his right shoulder for support. “US history. It’s not particularly hard, just lots to read and memorize, that’s all.” “I see. Well dinner’s ...