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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

seat. She got in the very back with Denise and Henry. Denise rolled her eyes, looking out the window as they rode along. She thought about how foolish she felt, she thought about how the evening sucked, she thought about how she shouldn’t have let him drink so much, and she felt shame for secretly wanting to feel his erection against her. She wiped her watery eyes, continuing to look out the window. That’s when Henry whispered to her. “Don’t stop mom, that feels nice. “ he whispered in her right ear. “What?” She turned her head slightly to her right. “It’s ok to get a little fresh with me, we’re adults, you know?” What was he talking about? “You’re such a hot, sexy, woman. Keep going.” Keep going? She turned to his face and saw a look of a total drunk. His eyes closed, his head titled backward on the seat, and movement his lap. Denise looked down and saw Holly’s hand down Henry’s pants. It was moving up and down; she was jacking him off. “That’s not me, son!” she angrily whispered to Henry. “Holly! Stop!” she grabbed her forearm, squeezing it hard, then pulling it out of her son’s pants. “Stop it! Now!” she yelled at her, in a whisper as to not draw attention to the situation. When her hand was out of his pants, she pushed Holly away, back up against the window on her side. “Ow!” she said, looking out her window in her own drunken stupor. Denise glared at her with clenched teeth. To her, their friendship was over. Claudia dropped them off. Denise didn’t say goodbye, Henry ... turned and waved at her though. Once inside, she plopped him on the bed, and started to remove his tie and helped him unbutton his shirt. He unzipped his pants and she pulled them off. There was no erection this time. “Hey there. Hey. You wanna have some tonight?” He drunkenly asked. Denise didn’t answer, she was helping him get into bed. “ I know you’re my mom, but you are a hot woman! Know what I mean? ” Henry slurred, rolling onto his back with his eyes closed. Denise just sighed. “Don’t be shy mom, it’s ok, really. Come on. Come give me some lovin’.” He said as he Denise walked to the door. “Goodnight, Henry,” she said, turning off the light, leaving him alone. She sat on the edge of her bed and cried for a good 45 minutes. Chapter 8 Henry was embarrassed, profusely apologizing the next day. She asked if he remembered anything from the evening and told her that it was mostly a blur near the end of the night. She believed him, feeling a huge amount of relief. Maybe he didn’t remember asking for some “lovin’.” Maybe he didn’t remember getting a hand job from Holly, only to think it was his mother. She wasn’t sure and she didn’t want to broach the subject. She felt shame, guilt, and embarrassment for both of them. So after his apology, they moved on, and rarely spoke or looked at each other for the next couple weeks. It was almost as if there was some kind of fear keeping them from being close. They were both acting as if they were afraid something would happen if they got too ...