Help Timmy finish the dishes.
From Create Your Own Story
Despite the fact that Timmy is a cronic peak and the object of your every dirty fantasy there is something very special about him. Here all his siblings and even his father has abandoned you when it came to helping clean up but Timmy stayed behind to help you. It wasn't just to peak at your DD cupped titties considering his back is currently to you as he stands on the foot stool washing the dishes at the sink. He was truly impossible not to love and you are sure there is no one on earth who loves you more.
"Timmy let me help you with that." You whisper lovingly as you walk up behind him and wrap your arm around his chest, leaning in to kiss his cheek. "I love you so much.., do you know that baby. Mommy's special little man." You whisper in his ear before kissing his cheek again tightening you grip around himjust enough to grind his body against your large breasts.
Timmy, for his part nuzzles into your embrace even as he continues finishing the dishes. "It's ok mommy.., I am just about finished." You beloved son whispered, obviously enjoying being encased into your arms and pressed against your tits. You glance donwn past his shoulder to see a tent forming between his legs as Timmy nuzzles your cheek with his as a raspy breath escapes his lips. God, he is really hot for his mommy..., I bet he'd fuck the hell out of me if I let him . I better get out of here before I end up screwing my little boy right here in the middle of the kitchen. You think to your self as you actively have to resist the urge to reach down and grab that good sized tent his sporting.
You give him one last, almost sensual kiss on the cheek. "Ok baby, mommy is going to get ready for bed then." You whisper as you start to pull your arms away from him. That almost sounded like an invitation Stacy. That thought is quickly brought to a hult as Timmy turns around on the stool, gently grabbing your arm. "What is it baby?" You ask, immedeately realizing your gorgeous little boy is staring right at your tits.
"Mommy..., I.., I mean you..." Timmy takes a deep breath as if to center him self only glancing up to meet your gaze breifly before returning his eyes to your heaving chest. "Mommy.., God, I want to see them..., There so big. Please Mommy." Timmy whisper as his eyes travel up your body to meet you eyes, seeming to stare through you with those saphirre orbs of his. "Mommy show me your tits."
You can't you believe he actually came out and said that, with his father ust in the other room no less. This is quickly getting out of hand, considering you can already feel your own resolve starting to waver. You need to put an end to this now before it goes any farther. Keeping in mind the last thing you ever want to do is hurt Timmy.
On the other hand it's not like you haven't done everything you could to encourage him to want you. It's not like your husband really has been paying any attention to you in the past few months. Your pretty sure he is, at the very least, screwing one of his secretaries at work. It's been a long time since any one made you feel like a woman and the idea of Timmy's eyes and hands all over your naked body in making you horny beyond reason. Steven is to engrossed in his football on the TV to give a damn what your doing.
