1. 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

    for him to let her in. She was wearing a dark blue turtle neck and tight black jeans. Henry opened the door with a huge smile on his face. She ran into his arms and started crying. He had to bend down to hug her, since she was a foot shorter than him. After a few seconds he stood straight up, taking her feet off the ground, walking backward into the apartment with her. He set her down on the ground, feeling her body shake from restrained laughter. “You’re so silly.” She said, wiping her eyes. “It’s good to see you mom,” he said, lovingly looking down to her face, his hands still on her waist. “It’s good to see you too,” she said, reaching up to play with a lock of Henry’s hair. It had been September since she last saw him. He had the same dark brown hair like her. His eyes were a light blue color, easily able to trap a woman into staring at them for hours – as Denise has almost done a few times over the years. He looked like he had been working out. He didn’t have the body of a bodybuilder, but he was lean and muscular. He picked up her bag from outside and locked the door. Denise stood looking around the apartment, then back at him as he set her bag down. They spoke at the same time, interrupting each other. “Well I have three – ” “You look great son – ” They both stopped, laughing at each other. “You first,” Denise said. “I have three bedrooms here. You can choose whichever one you want to sleep in.” “No, you have two bedrooms. Two are open, one can be taken by you.” ...
    “Don’t argue with me woman! You can sleep in any of these three bedrooms, including the one that I’m in, if you like.” Denise couldn’t help but smile at him. “I see,” she said, approaching him to jab at his side playfully. “I was thinking we could sleep in my bed tonight. You know, to catch up, chat, and snuggle and crap.” “No I’d rather crap in the bathroom, not your bed.” “Ha! You know what I meant, you silly lady.” He bent down to hug her, holding her tightly as he picked her up again, her tits smashing against his t-shirt covered chest. He set her down, trying to release the hug, but his mother wouldn’t let go. They embraced for a little longer. “You smell good.” She said, closing her eyes. “Thanks. I bathed a couple of weeks ago.” He joked, kissing her cheek, ending the hug. Denise laughed again, already starting to forget about Wayne and that nightmare. But later in the evening, she’d start thinking of it again, going into great detail of the situation to her son. They sat on the couch facing each other, talking on until after midnight. “The ironic part is that I was planning on filing for divorce next year. I wanted to make sure you were finished with college and out on your own,” Denise explained, caressing Henry’s left hand that was resting on her thigh. Henry outstretched his arm as she snuggled in close on the couch. “Well, look on the bright side. You have your friends, you still have a job, and you still have money in the bank, right?” “Yes, but you’re forgetting ...
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