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Denise's Year

Date: 11/7/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Female solo, Incest, Interracial, Male / Older Female, Older Male / Female, Romance, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 95.9, Source: sexstories.com

Henry. When Alice got up to use the bathroom, Denise reached across the table and held his hand. They smiled at each other for a moment. She released his hand when she saw Alice walking back to the table. Denise and Henry only spoke a few times the next month or so, but never saw each other - until December 22nd. Denise slowly opened her door on the around 8am the morning of the 22nd. She saw Henry standing there with a forlorn look on his face. Her heart skipped a beat and broke for him at the same time. Her baby boy had just been dumped. He had called her the night before to inform her. She struggled to contain her joy, telling him to stay with her. He declined, explaining that he needed a night alone to gather his thoughts. She went to bed with a smile on her face for the first time in several months. Due to excitement, she woke up early and starting cleaning the house. She was still doing so when he arrived. She was wearing a spaghetti strapped white tank top with the back tied in a knot. This caused her lower back to be exposed a bit. She was also wearing a pair of light blue colored jeans. She felt, and was, sexy. When the doorbell rang, she quickly looked in the mirror, confirming her makeup still looked fine. After a long embrace she held his hand, leading him to the living room. They sat on the couch, she removed her bandana, straightened her hair, and grabbed his right hand, while gently rubbing his forearm. Henry sat there on the couch, slouched over. They didn’t ... speak for several minutes. Denise’s motherly instincts kicked in as she comforted him. She would put her arm around him, pulling his head to rest on her shoulder. After several more minutes passed, Denise spoke up. “I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately,” she said, running her fingers through his hair, his head still resting on her shoulder. “I’ve been thinking about you for a long time. You mean so much to me,” she continued, speaking softly to him on the couch. “I would think about you being here with me. Laying in bed with me, keeping me warm at night. I would think about going to dinner or the movies with you, being held by you,” Denise paused, then continued. “I think about kissing you.” “You do?” Henry whispered, not taking his head off his mother’s shoulder. “Yeah. I do. I remember when you kissed me on New Year’s eve. Do you remember that?” Denise asked, Henry nodding a reply. “It sent tingles down my spine. I’m not ashamed to admit it. Then it happened again for Valentine’s Day, and your birthday,” Denise chuckled. “I thought there was something wrong with me for enjoying it so much. But I got over that.” Denise reached to pat Henry’s thigh with her free hand. “You’re the love of my life. You always have been and always will be,” Denise explained, looking down to her hand on Henry’s thigh. She watched as her son slowly moved his hand and placed it on top of hers. “I love you,” Denise said, kissing his head. “I’m head over heels…” she paused, her vocal volume going ...