Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris

... nervous and worried about kissing him that it completely overtook any joy I got from it; I’d have to fix that in the afternoon! The rest of the day morning was just like any other day, but instead of doing yoga before noon like usual, I decided to do it right before Chris got back from school. I wanted to work up a sweat and for him to see me right after a workout. Also, in place of wearing my normal “mom” clothe, I was going to stay in my workout shorts and t-shirt, at least until my daughter got home. During my workout, I made an extra effort to push myself and held each position longer than usual, hoping that it would give me that extra toned look. The added incentive seemed to pay off when I was covered in sweat at the end of the workout. I checked the clock to see it was almost 2:30, right when Chris would get home from school. I took the few minutes I had left to grab a towel and dried myself off a bit so I wouldn’t look too gross. I took one last look in the mirror and was pretty happy with what I saw. My face was flushed and there were still beads of sweat dripping from my forehead, but it made me look sexy. I slowly moved backwards and posed my legs in front of the mirror, happy with the way they looked after the workout. Just as I was about to fix my hair, I heard Chris’ keys jingling outside the front door. “Hello honey!” I said walking towards him. This time, without even trying to take his shoes off first, he moved himself towards me to embrace my hug. Our hug ...

... was noticeable tighter than any time before and instead of me breaking it off, he actually broke it off, and turned his face towards mine; indicating that he didn’t want his kiss to be on the cheek. I happily obliged and kissed him again on the mouth, letting it linger for just a second. “Take your shoes off honey! I don’t want the floor to get muddy!” “Oh, sorry mom” he said with a slight blush. It wasn’t until after he put his shoes aside that he actually noticed my attire. His eyes widened a bit before he did his best to cover up his excitement. I almost laughed from his attempt to hide his smile, but didn’t want him to stop looking. “Hungry?” “Yeah! Could you make a grilled cheese sandwich with tomatoes and bacon?” “Sure thing, honey! I’ll call you when it’s ready.” “Thanks mom” he said, giving me another hug before leaving upstairs. I took enjoyment noticing that it was the second time today that he voluntarily hugged me. I was making progress! I rushed in making his sandwich, desperately wanting his eyes on me again. “Chris, your sandwich’s ready!” I shouted from the bottom of the stairs. “Thanks mom, I’ll be down in a second!” “It looks delicious! Do we have any hot sauce?” he asked, strolling into the kitchen. “Way ahead of you!” I replied, handing him a bottle of tabasco. “Let me know if you need anything else, I’m going to wash the pan.” I grabbed the pan from the stove and turned my attention towards the sink. With the gloomy weather outside, the window above the ...