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Denise's Year

Date: 4/11/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Female solo, Incest, Interracial, Male / Older Female, Older Male / Female, Romance, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 95.9, Source: sexstories.com

thought about that night dancing with Zack occasionally, but tried not to, as she was so ashamed of her thoughts. Near the end of the month, the tension has lessened. Denise had, in a way, forgiven herself for recent thoughts. She and Henry gradually spent more time in the same room together. They’d watch TV more often and were more talkative. They were sitting on the couch one evening sharing a pint of ice cream. It had been ages since both of them had any, so they didn’t want to overdo it. She spoon fed him a bite here and there, while he watched TV. “So, this weekend, I’m going out again. I’d love if you came with me.” Denise said, trying to keep their friendly momentum going. A casual invite to hang out should do the trick. “Ugh…I think I’ll pass.” “Please? It’ll be fun!” She said, eating another spoonful of ice cream. “No. And if you ask me one more time, I’m going to kick you out of my apartment.” Denise laughed heartily, “Oh really?” “Try me.” “Henry, will please go out with me and my friends this weekend?” “Nope.” He pointed to the door. “Leave.” She stuck out her bottom lip to pout. “Please, please, pretty please?” He slowly reached over to grab the pint of ice cream, setting it on the table. He turned and faced his mother. In a rapid movement he dove into her, grabbing her sides and picking her up as she squealed. He carried her over his shoulder to her room, throwing her on the bed. “Start packing, woman, time for you to leave!” “No!” she cried out like a ... stubborn child, bouncing on the bed. She grabbed Henry by the back of the head before he could stand back up and pulled him down to her; she reached around and started tickling his sides. She had him now. There was no way he could escape. She kept tickling him into submission. He writhed and rolled around on the floor as his mother pounced on him. He flipped around on his back, with Denise straddling him. She held his hands to the floor, trying to keep him from tickling her. With his hands pinned to the floor she hovered over his face, her red tank top covered breasts smashing into his chest. “I’ve got you.” She smiled wickedly. He sighed and smiled back. Seeing his smile made her so happy. It was as though they were getting back to the way things were. “So are you going with me or not? It’ll be fun not to be stuck in the apartment Saturday night, won’t it? We can dance, and talk, and hang out. You know? It’s been awhile.” Henry nodded, acknowledging that they hadn’t really hung out in the last month. “Please? For mommy!” Denise asked again, bending down to kiss his cheek. She thought she could feel something stirring in his shorts, but it may have been his belt buckle. “I just hate going to places like that. It’s crowded, I can’t move around freely. You know?” “I know baby, but I’ll be there, I’ll make sure you’re comfortable.” “If I go,” he continued, “I’m going to have to be slightly drunk to deal with it.” Denise laughed, “Is that right? Well, I’ll make sure you are buzzed and ...