Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris

... dropped his plate off in the sink and then walked towards me. “Thanks for breakfast, mom. I gotta go!” he said, leaning in ever so slightly. I was ecstatic that he did and immediately planted a kiss on his cheek. “Have a good day at school!” “Yup, bye mom!” When I heard the front door shut, I nearly jumped in the air from over excitement! I was so happy that he enjoyed my kisses! I didn’t know if he felt anything sexual about it, but still; he was the one that leaned in and he was the one that wanted the kiss before leaving! The morning set the tone, and over the next two and half days, it felt like bliss! Chris and I settle into a routine where I hugged and kissed him goodbye in the morning and again when he came back from school. He seemed to like feeling my affection and it definitely showed through our conversation. Now, instead of just hiding up in his room like before, we spent the time before his sister got back from school chatting in the kitchen. We also continuously flirted with each other and I took every chance I got to be touchy around him; gently massaging his shoulder as he ate, or playing with his hair, or fixing his collar, etc. If anybody saw us, they would’ve easily pegged us for lovers! Still, as part of human nature, I found myself wanting more. A kiss on the cheek wasn’t enough anymore, I wanted to kiss him on the lips. Just casually flirting with him through talking wasn’t enough, I wanted to slowly seduce him. All these thoughts ran through my head ...

... at once while I lay in bed trying to sleep. With tomorrow being the last day before the weekend, I wanted to try something more before I lost the opportunity to do so for 2 whole days. The next morning, Chris and I again greeted each other over breakfast. “So it’s Friday today! Happy for the weekend?” “Yeah, I guess. It’s weird, but this week didn’t feel particularly long. I mean during school it felt long, but at home… it felt short?” he said, phrasing his reply as almost a question. I liked to believe that his comment meant he had so much fun around me that he dreaded going back to school, but I couldn’t be sure. Instead, I took notice of the time and saw that was it later than we both realized. “Honey, hurry up you’re gonna be late!” Chris took a glance at the clock on the microwave and instantly got off his stool, moving towards me for his kiss. Only this time, after I gave him the usual hug, I kissed him hard on the mouth. I didn’t part my mouth so it was a dry kiss and lasted just a second, but it was a big step in our relationship. How he took this kiss was going to determine when and if I could move forward. I nervously pulled my head back to gauge his reaction. Chris’ face was expectedly shocked at first, but he alleviated my fears by closing in and giving me a second hug. “Thanks again mom, I’ll see you after school!” I watched him scurry out of the kitchen, with his head down, trying to hide a smile. With that smile, a big sense of relief fell over me! I was so ...