AIF say nothing
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The short touch was a soft sensation that still had prickled on your skin. | The short touch was a soft sensation that still had prickled on your skin. | ||
| - | You stood still, in a moment of silence. | + | You stood still, in a moment of silence. But soon enough your mother gives you a glare and a soft smile |
| - | But soon enough your mother gives you a glare and a soft smile over the shoulder, with the words "Wops. My | + | over the shoulder, with the words "Wops. My bad, Scott." |
| - | You felt that she came a little closer to your hand, but then she turned around and opend the fridge. You just blinked | + | You felt that she came a little closer to your hand, but then she turned around and opend the fridge. |
| - | a bit, with a slight arousal heating up. A far to well known feeling. Since the kitchen and the living room are connected, you didn't had to open a door to hop on the couch and turn the TV on. The remote control was nowhere to find, so you decided to watch that more or less entertaining documentary about extraterrestrials. | + | You just blinked a bit, with a slight arousal heating up. A far to well known feeling. |
| + | Since the kitchen and the living room are connected, you didn't had to open a door to hop on the couch and turn the TV on. | ||
| + | The remote control was nowhere to find, so you decided to watch that more or less entertaining documentary about extraterrestrials | ||
| + | and a guy with a weird hair style. | ||
| - | Then, like you've had been hit by a car, you get a sudden realization. You remembered that you heared some sort of breathing when you were doing your "man's business" and that the door was quiet a bit open. In that small gap, you had definitly saw your mother peeping on you. While you look over your shoulder from the couch, you look at your mother's back. She was humming a song while cooking and swung her lovely butt from side to side, in the rhythm of her humming. And likewise, the bulge in your pants was growing. Before you could get lost in the sweet sight, you nodded to yourself. She was definitly teasing on you, ... ... right? | + | Then, like you've had been hit by a car, you get a sudden realization. |
| + | You remembered that you heared some sort of breathing when you | ||
| + | were doing your "man's business" and that the door was quiet a bit open. | ||
| + | In that small gap, you had definitly saw your mother peeping on you. | ||
| + | While you look over your shoulder from the couch, you look at your mother's back. | ||
| + | She was humming a song while cooking and swung her lovely butt from side to side, | ||
| + | in the rhythm of her humming. And likewise, the bulge in your pants was growing. | ||
| + | Before you could get lost in the sweet sight, you nodded to yourself. | ||
| + | |||
| + | She was definitly teasing on you, | ||
| + | ... | ||
| + | ... | ||
| + | right? | ||
[[AIF_Okay to jerk, right?|It would be okay to jerk, ... ... right?]] | [[AIF_Okay to jerk, right?|It would be okay to jerk, ... ... right?]] | ||
[[AIF_Turn back, get distraction|Turn back and get some distraction]] | [[AIF_Turn back, get distraction|Turn back and get some distraction]] | ||
Revision as of 03:14, 31 August 2013
It looked like Heather had nothing to say, or so. So she moved to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the guests who will arrive soon. You walked behind your mother and right after you aimed to move along when she stopped beside the oven, her buttcheeks bumped into your hand.
The short touch was a soft sensation that still had prickled on your skin. You stood still, in a moment of silence. But soon enough your mother gives you a glare and a soft smile over the shoulder, with the words "Wops. My bad, Scott." You felt that she came a little closer to your hand, but then she turned around and opend the fridge. You just blinked a bit, with a slight arousal heating up. A far to well known feeling. Since the kitchen and the living room are connected, you didn't had to open a door to hop on the couch and turn the TV on. The remote control was nowhere to find, so you decided to watch that more or less entertaining documentary about extraterrestrials and a guy with a weird hair style.
Then, like you've had been hit by a car, you get a sudden realization. You remembered that you heared some sort of breathing when you were doing your "man's business" and that the door was quiet a bit open. In that small gap, you had definitly saw your mother peeping on you. While you look over your shoulder from the couch, you look at your mother's back. She was humming a song while cooking and swung her lovely butt from side to side, in the rhythm of her humming. And likewise, the bulge in your pants was growing. Before you could get lost in the sweet sight, you nodded to yourself.
She was definitly teasing on you, ...
...
right?
