1. Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 3: Part 6


    Date: 8/13/2017, Categories: Fiction, Asian, Cheating, Female exhibitionist, Foot or shoe fetish, Older, Wife / MILF, Author: KG210502, Source: sexstories.com

    This is about the first third of chapter 6. Because of the nature of the story, it’s a lot harder to continue here on sexstories.com. I always knew that there was a possibility of this so it has not come as a surprise or anything. Regardless, at the end of this preview, I’ll write down where the rest of this chapter as well as the ensuing series will be. Thanks. I’ll still do my best to read and comments and suggestions here so please leave them if you wish! Enjoy. I walked back into the dining room with a massive smile on my face, most of it genuine too. Even the conceited comments from Jason, just minutes earlier, didn’t bother me. If anything, I was more horny than angry; my pussy still on fire from the little exhibition I just put in front of my husband. “Help yourself to cream and sugar” I said, placing a cup of coffee in front of each person. “Oh, you’re not staying to have some?” Gary asked, seeing me make no indication to return to my seat. “No, I don’t like having coffee at night. It’ll keep me up, unable to sleep” I said, smirking at my husband. “I should get started on the dishes anyways” I said, reaching for a few. Chris must’ve heard me from the kitchen, quickly offering his help as we cleared the plates. I was looking forward to having the chance to relieve him from all the teasing I had done throughout the evening, but the men surprised me by moving back into the living room quicker than anticipated. Chris, who had reluctantly agreed during dinner to watch the ...
    game with them, joined my husband and his friends in front of the TV as I slowly worked by the sink. However, it didn’t take long for me to notice Chris shooting me stares and looks. “You’re making it too obvious staring at mommy like that!” I texted. I looked over to him, grinning when I saw him pull out his own phone and smirk at my message. “Can you blame me. You look so sexy!” he answered, smiling up at me. Before I could respond, Gary got up out of his seat on the sofa, moving towards the kitchen. “Just getting some ice, coffee’s still a little hot” he said. I nodded my head, forced to temporarily stop my texting and re-focus on the dirty dishes. Yet, from the window reflection in front of me, I could see Gary staring at me from behind. Typical. It was less than 20 minutes ago that he told us about his family trip to Hawaii over the winter break and how it was a wonderful time for him and his wife. Now here he was, staring lustfully at my ass. He hadn’t even made an attempt to get ice, just standing next to the fridge, watching over me. I don’t know if it was the wine or because of how horny I was, but I remembered my son’s words earlier about loving how slutty I acted. I took one glance over at Chris, seeing that his eyes were still on me, and decided to have a little fun, satisfying my own exhibitionist side. I pretended to fix my T shirt, at the same time pulling it slightly up, revealing a little bit of my lower back. But more than that, I knew that the straps of my ...
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