Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris

... his footsteps down the stairs just when I was finishing cutting the last of the tomato slices. “So you finish checking your email?” I asked with a devilish smile. “Mhm! That’s why I came down to get food!” he replied, playing along now. “Oh, now I see where your priorities are! I guess there was another hunger you had to take care of first, huh?!” I said handing him his sandwich with a side of chips. Chris chuckled loudly at my comment as he took his first bite. “Do you want anything to drink? You know… to replenish yourself?” By now Chris seemed much more comfortable with our dialogue and responded accordingly. “I guess some milk… might help” he said with a huge grin. Now it was my turn to giggle at his wordplay. I made my way to the fridge and poured him a well-sized glass of milk. “Is that going to be enough? You were up there for a while…” “Yeah, it’ll be fine” he said through his laugh. I deliberately placed my hand on his left shoulder when I handed him his glass. “So how was the rest of your day?” I asked, trying to distract his attention away from my hand. We were having such a good time that I was scared my touch would overextend the welcome. Fortunately, it didn’t seem to ruin the mood. “Nothing too interesting, especially since I was worried about the exam most of the day. How about you, mom?” he asked looking up at me from his seat. His question spurned my mind to instantly recall what I had done in his room during the morning. “Oh, nothing much either, just the ...

... usual cleaning” I said. My hand had now left his shoulder and was playing softly with his hair. “You still hungry, do you want anything else?” I asked, seeing that his plate was nearly empty. “No, I’m good. I don’t want to be too full before dinner.” “Oh, you’ve got a bit of mayonnaise - here, I’ll get it” I said after watching him struggle finding it. I carefully scraped it from the side of his lips and brought it slowly to my own, licking it clean off my index finger. “Yum!” I said with a big smile. Chris’ eyes widened a bit from my action, but it was quickly followed by his smile widening as well. “Do you want the last bite mom?” he said offering it to me. “No, it’s okay. Go ahead and finish it honey!” Just as I finished my sentence, I heard the sound of the front door opening from my daughter coming home. I hurriedly leaned in and gave Chris a kiss on the top of his head. “When you’re done, leave the plate in the sink.” I rushed to go meet my daughter, mostly to stop her from seeing anything unusual between me and Chris. By the time I turned the corner, she had somehow already managed to dump her shoes, backpack, and jacket all over the floor. “Mommy!” she shouted loudly, coming in for a hug. “Nice to see you too sweetie! How was school?” “Good! Our teacher told us that we are going to have a field trip to the arts museum in a few weeks!” “That’s wonderful! What do you want to see most?” “Uhmm, I’m not sure yet. We’re still learning about different things in class so I ...