1. Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 5


    Date: 4/5/2016, Categories: Fiction, Asian, Ass to mouth, Cheating, Exhibitionism, Foot or shoe fetish, Incest, Teen Male / Female, Wife, Young, Author: KG210502, Rating: 90.1, Source: sexstories.com

    and excused myself. I went to look for my husband in the kitchen, in hopes of leaving soon, but he wasn’t there. I surprisingly found him on the couch of the living room, talking very exuberantly with his secretary. I watched them from far away, as they laughed and smiled at each other. But the longer I stared at their interaction; I began to realize that their relationship wasn’t so innocent as I once naively believed. As they chatted, Charles was touching her lightly, rubbing the hem of her skirt. A mix of emotion immediately rushed through me. But surprisingly, jealousy wasn’t at the forefront. Neither was pain. More than anything else, it was enlightenment; as if a light bulb just went off in my head for why my husband and I were the way we are now. The signs were always there; gone a weekend each month for “business”, over the top protection of his laptop and phone, and now tonight. I had always just refused to believe that possibility that surely it couldn’t happen to my marriage. Yet, here we are, not only was Charles likely having an affair, but so was I. It wasn’t for another few seconds that the anger began to rise as I stared at them flirt with each other. Angry at him, at myself, and all the time I wasted. In that moment, any remaining guilt I felt for my husband evaporated before my eyes. In fact, there was almost a sense of relief knowing that he was the one to betray me first. Did it atone for what I was doing with Chris? No, of course not. But I had gotten ...
    over that part already, accepted what I was doing was wrong but rationalized that as long as I did my other wifely duties things would still be the same between us, which was clearly fine with Charles. A smirk subconsciously came across my face. “Too can play this game” I thought. I immediately reached for my phone to text Chris. “Honey where are you?” “Hanging out with some of the kids in the backyard. Why?” “Mommy wants your cock now ; )” “: ) Where?” “Let’s meet upstairs!” I took one last look at my husband, imprinting the picture of the two of them to my mind. As I made my way upstairs, I noticed footsteps following up with me. “Hey! Jenny right?” a woman’s voice yelled, following me into the second floor hallway. “You know who I am. You’re disgusting! You should be ashamed of yourself!” Carrie yelled, barely able to keep her voice down. “Excuse me?” I responded angrily. “You know what you did! That was your son! Your son! It was disgusting enough when I first saw you making out with someone that young, but to find out it’s your son! What’s wrong with you, you sick pervert!” “Mind your own fucking business lady!” I shouted back, just as Chris rounded the corner, seeing the two us arguing, “And you! You’re old enough to know what you’re doing! How can you do that with your own mother! Does your father know?” Chris’ face went white, the same shade it was the night when my husband almost caught us. “Listen lady!” I yelled back, refusing to use her name. “Stay out of MY family’s ...
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