the naughty mom part 8

Naughty Mpm



Chapter Eight:

Alicia slept that night as if she’d died, having no dreams she
could remember, never once waking during the night. After leaving
Mark in the hot-tub to finish his soak, she’d gone straight to bed,
not caring about anything except to sleep. She’d never experienced
such a feeling of pleasant exhaustion, of complete relaxation.

If the boys had tried to disturb her during the night, she
hadn’t heard them. She slept better than she had in many years, and
she awoke starving.

She made pancakes and sausages again for breakfast, but only
because the frozen sausage links and the pancake mix were the only
suitable breakfast food she could find in the house. She’d have to
stock up today. Tomorrow morning she’d feed her sons ham-and-cheese
omelets and maybe a cooked cereal. Enough of the prepackaged junk
Hilda had been feeding them.

She had a few dozen sausages keeping warm in the oven and a
gallon of pancake batter ready for the griddle, when Ricky wandered
into the kitchen in nothing but his underwear briefs, which were
tented with a stiff hard-on. Alicia was sitting at the table in her
leopard-skin robe, sipping coffee and finishing up her pancakes.

“Good morning, honey,” she said. “How about a kiss?”

Ricky wandered over, rubbing his eyes and yawning. He leaned to
receive a kiss on the cheek and Alicia took his head, giving him a
good smack on the lips. She kissed him gain, this time probing
between his lips with her tongue. His mouth opened and his tongue
slid into her mouth as she slid her own tongue into his. Alicia felt
flickers of electricity in her cunt. The boy moaned.

She pushed him away. “I’ll bet you’re starving.”

He shoved his hand down into her robe, his fingers finding her
nipple and feeling it.