Kelly and her son Daniel - Sex Stories

Kelly and her son Daniel

"How is it possible for one child to make this much of a mess" I thought to myself as I was cleaning up the kitchen table where my daughter had just finished breakfast. I loved my daughter Sarah but now that she is getting older she needs to learn how to clean up after herself. For her only being 5 years younger than her brother there sure is a huge difference, Danny turning 16 in a few months knew how to clean up after himself. "When did my life come to this" I thought to myself as I stepped onto a piece of pancake. I Kelly met my husband Rob early in college and we married soon after graduation. Now at the age of 32 I was a proud mother of two, a smart rapidly developing son named Daniel and his juvenile sister Kelly. When Danny came into our lives we quickly realized that the only way our family would work is if I stayed at home. When Danny was just entering the 1st grade I became pregnant with Sarah, making it look like I wasn't going to be working again anytime soon. I've come to accept my role as a stay at home mom, letting my college degree just rot away. Now it's wrong as a parent to choose favorites but Danny was easily the easiest child to handle. He was easy to raise and never gave us attitude or talked back to Rob and I. He was devolving into a fine young man, he was athletic to an extent he played high school baseball and also volunteered at a local little league. At 5'8 he was about the same height as me and from me he had inherited my brown eyes and blonde ...

... hair. His skin tone and facial features resembled his fathers. He wasn't overly popular but he did have an active social life, he kept good grades not over the top. I had always stayed in shape as best I could, I wasn't a fitness model but I kept a tight toned body. Whenever I had the chance at home I would do yoga, it was both an exercise and a form of calming stress relief. I also enjoyed hiking, the sounds of the water and the birds kept everything peaceful and calm. Do to my good fitness I often was told I did not look like I was in my early 30's but my mid 20's. I had shoulder length blond hair and a slim hour glass figure, I was 5'8 but most of that was long toned legs. I had nice firm 34C breasts that seemed just the right sexy size. I was in great shape especially since I was a mother of two. It was around 2:30pm the time Danny usually got out of school. I heard the door and then heard the slow scuffling of shoes as he took them off in the mud room. "Hey mom" he said, seeing me approach him from upstairs. "Hi sweetie, how was school?" I asked. "Same as usual, I have a stupid History test to study for" he replied. "Ok are you hungry, I could make you something if you are" I shouted up at him as he was already upstairs. "No thank you" was his response. See well maintained and respectful towards his parents. I started to head to the living room to watch some tv before starting dinner when I realized Danny had left his bag down stairs. "Honey how are you suppose..." "MOM, ...