Chapter 156: Another One left behind
Chapter 156: Another One left behind
Author’s note: I changed a few things so you might want to reread the previous Chapter before reading this one....
I leaned against the bedframe, replaying the scene in my mind.
I placed two fingers over my lips, tasting the lingering warmth of my mother’s mouth.
A few weeks ago I wouldn’t have even dreamt of such a thing happening. Well... maybe I’d have dreamt it, but believing that it would even become a reality? That was far from possible.
Now however... the dream had become a reality.
I pulled open the system and noticed my mother’s corruption had deepened. It seemed that due to the light kiss we shared, a few ideas had entered into her mind. Although I was curious what the next few days had in store for us, I could only let things play out.
Leaning over to the other side, and with a satisfied smile on my face, I drifted off to sleep.
...
The next morning, I woke up early, already planning the next move.
I could hear Mom in the kitchen, the familiar clatter of pans and the scent of breakfast wafting upstairs. I took my time getting dressed, choosing loose shorts that did little to hide my semi-hard state. Let her see what she had caused the previous day.
When I walked into the kitchen, she was at the stove, wearing a modest robe that still could not hide her incredible figure. Her hair was up in a messy bun, a few strands clinging to her neck. She startled when I entered, nearly dropping the spatula.
"Morning, Mom," I said casually, stepping up behind her to reach for a glass in the cabinet.
My body pressed lightly against her back for just a second. Enough to feel the softness of her ass against me, before I pulled away.
I acted as though I couldn’t recall what had happened the previous day.
"Good morning, sweetie," she stammered, not turning around. Her voice was hoarse, like she had not slept much.
I wondered if she had spent the night fighting the images I had left her with.
I sat at the table, watching her move. Every bend, every stretch made the robe shift enticingly. She kept stealing glances at me, possibly wondering what was going through my mind.
Just as Lucas had guessed, Evelyn was curious about what her son was thinking. The previous day she had tainted his purity twice. Her son had grown up ignorant of such matters and she wanted to keep it that way for as long as she could. Yesterday however, not only had he seen her naked he’d also shared a kiss with her. She could only wonder what was going through his mind, her thoughts a whirlwind of confusion.