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"Well, you'll get to try it every day from now on..."
I fall back on the sofa with my mother straddling me. She bounces up and down in rapid succession, then she grinds her hips in circles with my pulsing cock balls deep in her soaking cunt.
My head falls backwards as I relish in the carnal pleasure coursing through my body. When she starts riding me again, I feel her hands on my neck and I look up into her eyes.
Testing a theory, I lower my jaw.
Without missing a beat, my mother drools into my open mouth and spits in it before our tongues begin another dance.
The fire burning in my crotch signal my impending orgasm.
"...I'm...gonna cum."
My mother increases her speed, reaches down, and furiously rubs her clit.
"Cum inside me! Oh, yes... Motherfucker!" Sexier words were never spoken. She shudders violently as her own orgasm overwhelms her, squirting more juice all over my waist.
I squeeze her ass and pull down her hips as I push up mine. My dick slams against her cervix and I relieve myself inside my own mother. Rope after rope of semen pumps into her and lightning shoots through my veins, overriding all my senses with blissful ecstasy.
She falls down with a slap against my chest, our breathing erratic as we come down to earth from that heavenly release.
It's probably twenty minutes before my mother lifts her head and smiles like the Cheshire cat.
"...What?"
"Now you're officially a motherfucker."
"Did you forget I already am one? If last night..." I trail off as she narrows her eyes with glee.
Wordlessly, my mother gets up, easing my spent cock out of her walls. A drop of cum escapes from her boated folds before she covers it with her hand, preventing any more from leaking out.
"What are you up to, Mom?"
She turns her back to me and slowly walks toward the stairs.
"Meet me upstairs and find out." When she's out of sight, she calls down again, "Bring some water too."
I sigh... Can this day get any worse? Or is it better? At this point my morals have fled, along with my reason. A testament to that is the utter lack of guilt.
Even my masturbation sessions end with guilt... You'd think fucking your own mother would drown you in it. Then again, that part probably died when I woke up this morning...
I grab two bottles and make my way upstairs.
Surprisingly, there's no sound from the bathroom. If not a little shower-play, then I at least expected just a regular bath.
There's still, even after everything, a little anxiety as I stand outside my parents' bedroom. That 'you're not supposed to be in here' vibes, emanate from the closed door. As if the sanctity of their marriage lies within, and it's strictly for them alone.
I push open the door.
"Oh god..." I say, frozen in the doorway.
"You ready to satisfy Mommy again?"
Words are trapped in my throat.
Better.
Yes.
This day can get better.
"Mommy needs her cock, baby. Why don't you come in?" She says seductively as she looks back at me. Her pussy drips semen onto her hand that she uses to... massage her rosy anus. Her bare feet tease me as droplets of cum run down the soles...
I stumble forward and hand her a bottle of water.
"Sit." She commands, gently driving a third finger into her ass.
"Have you ever had some?"
"...No..." I whisper, sitting directly behind her on the bed.
"Neither have I. Unless you count my toys..." She flexes her fingers and her star gapes open.
"Is that cock hard?"
My semi-erection twitches. "Not yet."
"Play with my feet until you're ready." Again, that commanding tone...
I shuffle forward and lay the shaft on her moist feet.
There's a mumbling noise in the background.
"What?" My mind is pulled away to my cock fucking her feet. I then focus on her spread cheeks as she shoves in a fourth finger.
"Pay attention!"
I'm snapped out of the trance and meet my mother's eyes over her shoulder.
"Good boy. Now..." She lowers her gaze and gets back to prepping her sphincter. "How certain are you we had sex last night...?"
"We were naked in bed... There were used condoms... I'm pretty certain."
I grip her feet and press them tightly to my cock.
My mother moans. "What day is today?"
"What day is..." My eyes widen. "He wouldn't..."
"It took me awhile to figure out." She says, "How many condoms were there in the bin? Four? Five? And if you take into account we were shit-faced, there's no way we would have fucked without leaving any bruises."
"...But it's still possible..."
"Think about it. Remember how he encouraged us to keep drinking while he only had, like, two beers?"
I laugh out loud. "He got us."
"Yes he did... I always suspected he didn't forgive us for last year."
"...Well, this more than makes up for it." My cock is finally at full mast and I gently rub the eager meat all over my mother's feet.
"There he is..." She purrs.
"So what happens now?" I ask, biting down on renewed pleasure.
"Now I don't have to cheat on your father."
"What?"
"Remember when I mentioned one night stands?"
"I'll never forget it."
"I was fantasizing about going out and finding someone that can really fuck me."
"Isn't Dad—"
"Your limp dicked father only vibrates on top of me for what— two minutes? —before he rolls over and falls asleep, forcing me to take care of myself."
She plops out her fingers from her stretchy anus and starts fingering her dripping cunt.
"So yes... I would've eventually found some extra dick."
"...and now you don't have to."
"...because Mommy now owns one, isn't that right?"
"It's so right..." I say, loving the feel of her soles on my shaft.
"Oh, and I'm selling this house."
I almost suffer whiplash from the dramatic change in subject.
"...I don't think Dad will approve."
"Then he can go fuck himself. Listen, baby," Her voice turns sweet. "You've really given me a lot of confidence today... Enough that I feel like taking action. I'm done being the prudish housewife and stuck up lawyer."
It takes mere moments to absorb her words. The fact that I gave her this boost fills me with pride. And she's not the only one that despises the status quo.
"...Fuck it. If you're doing it, then so will I."
"...What do you mean?"
"I'll drop out of college and enroll in medical school."
My mother doesn't speak immediately, taking in my words.
"That's a pretty drastic step." She finally says.
"Like selling the house?"
"Touché."
I release my mother's feet and move forward.
"Is Mommy's cock finally ready?"
My answer is sawing my member between her thick labia, getting it slick and wet.
"You think Dad will be home soon?" I ask, sinking my cock into my mother's warm pussy.
"Fuck! That's so good... No, he'll be back tomorrow."
"You sure?" I slam into her, rotating my hips to get at those pesky corners.
"Over twenty...fuck...years of marriage has taught me how to read that man."
"And yet you didn't know— shit, your pussy's so good Mom —that he was pranking us until later."
"Maybe I did..." She bounces her hips back to meet my thrusts. "Maybe I just saw the opportunity to finally fuck my son."
"So naughty..." I say as I fuck the shit out of my mother's pussy.
"Your naughty Mommy. And what," she groans through more waves of pleasure, "happens to naughty Mommies?"
It takes but a second for me to think of a response.
I spank her juicy ass... hard.
"You motherfucker!" She releases short little cries as our fucking gets even faster. "Do it again!"
Nothing surprises me about this woman anymore. Serving her for the rest of my life would be the greatest privilege.
I spank her thoroughly until her cheeks get red, then I slip out of her pussy.
"Get the fuck back in there!" She growls.
"Patience." I say, spreading open those cheeks so I can get to her flowery ring. I plunge two fingers into her pussy to get them wet, then massage them into her ass. It doesn't long to realize it was unnecessary; my mother's preparations were thorough.
"You're so fucking big..." My mother moans as I drill my dick into the tight ring. It stretches powerfully around the shaft, trying hard to push me out.
"Fuck..." I breathe out as the pressure and feel is on a whole other level than her pussy.
"...This is so wrong..." My mother says in a voice heavy with lust.
"So very wrong..." I say and shove the last few inches up her rectum. "Oh god..."
"Now be a good boy and fuck Mommy's asshole would you, sweetie?" The honeyed voice drives me over the edge and I pound away without a care.
Her red cheeks are smashed against my pelvis, over and over again. I lean onto her back and reach around for handfuls of tit.
"Twist it, baby." After kneading them, I follow her command and pinch the hard nipples, pulling and twisting them in different directions.
She screams in bliss as small orgasms assault her nerves.
"Such a good boy..." She says as I keep my dick buried deep in her ass, with one hand slowly rubbing her engorged clit. "You belong to Mommy, don't you?"
Her rectum massages the foreign meat, sending hot spikes of pleasure straight to my brain.
"Say it."
"I belong to you."
"That's right. You. Are. Fucking. Mine!" She growls and pushes back aggressively. I respond in kind and get back to slamming into her asshole at a furious pace.
This is my mother.
Awakened sex goddess.
My goddess.
I pull out of her asshole and carelessly shove my dick back into her pussy.
"So good..." I say. The contrast in pressure is heavenly...
As I'm fucking my mother's pussy and spanking her ass, it suddenly occurs to me that this is the same room with that sanctity meant only for my parents.
I'm fucking my mother on her marital bed.
The thought drives me wild and I redouble my efforts, gripping her hips tightly as I pound and abuse her hairy pussy. I shove three fingers into her gaping asshole and she screams in delight.
"Oh my sweet boy..." She says. "Taking such good care of Mommy..."
Having fucked her pussy long enough, I shove my cock back into ass. Those little yelps of my mother start up again, encouraging me to hold off on cumming as long as possible. Not really a problem as this being my third round drastically increases my staying power.
I fall into a rhythm. Fucking her asshole and switching to her cunt...
Again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
I lose track of time. Track of myself really. I just mechanically keep swinging hips like a maniac.
Back and forth.... In and out... There exists nothing but the pleasure...
Pussy.
Ass.
Pussy.
Ass.
I can't get enough.
My mind returns to reality when my mother shifts forward and my hard cock plops out of her asshole.
She turns around and shoves the member, fresh from her rear, into her mouth.
"Oh, fuck, Mom... I'm getting close."
Her silvery almond shaped eyes look up at me as she slobbers on my dick. When the meat gets clogged in her throat, she forces it deeper.
My mother maintains eye contact through it all as her lips eventually touch the base...
Something within me snaps. I roughly grab her by the hair and unceremoniously start fucking her mouth.
My dick enters and exits her throat, and gagging noises periodically fill the room. I jerk her head back and forth constantly as I facefuck her.
I have to cum. That's all I can think of as I relish the sensations sweltering in my loins.
My mother looks up at me with a burning lust in her eyes, and tears running down her face. I hold the back of her head tightly and push so that my dick is as deep as possible.
It's impossible not to groan when she's humming, sending vibrations through me as I'm lodged in her throat.
I keep that hold until I feel my orgasm is on the very brink, then I toss my mother around so she's lying on her stomach.
"Give me that cum baby..." She says as I dip into her pussy before spreading her cheeks and plunging my cock up her asshole.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..." My mother rains down a chorus of screams as her own orgasm builds.
I slam hard into her rectum repeatedly, causing the bed to creak. When the liquid starts rushing up, I press my hips against her firmly, ensuring my cock is as deep as possible.
"Motherfucker! Cum in Mommy's asshole! Cum—" The words are cut off as I ejaculate what I have left, inside her... Which turns out to be quite a lot.
As I'm leaning over her, I start to panic as there's no sign of my orgasm ending. My mother convulses beneath me as she suffers her own orgasm.
Struggling to maintain my position in my current state, I drop down on my goddess. As my dick shudders inside her, wave after wave of ecstasy pulses through my whole body.
My hips spasm for the next few centuries... The sensitive shaft still buried inside my mother's asshole...
I must have passed out, because the next thing I know, I'm lying next to her. Tired and sweaty...
"...day."
My eyes flicker and I struggle to make out my mother next to me. She's on her side, head resting on a hand, supported by her elbow.
"Did you..." I breath out "...say something Mom?"
She grins. "We're doing this every day."
"Dad will definitely notice if—"
"I'm divorcing him in a few months."
"But that's—"
"Be quiet! Don't argue with your mother." She says in that stern voice again. "Read my lips, son..."
She runs her tongue over those very succulent lips...
"We are doing this. Every. Fucking. Day."
Not really a lot you can say to that.
I sigh in content and fall back on the bed.
"Anything for you, Mom."
"Such a good boy..."
*****
The next morning.
Having absolutely no idea the sequence of events he set in motion with a single prank, Harry Stanton walks into his home with a pompous smile on his face.
He'd considered, and decided to let them suffer in shame throughout the night. The numerous beers he'd consumed had agreed with him.
He laughs loudly when he notices how clean the house is.
The sofa in the living is sparkling, and the wooden floor shines brightly as the morning sun hits it. He can even smell the potent cleaning material used.
Cleaning to reduce stress.
He smirks at the typical behavior of his wife, always so mundane.
"Even the kitchen..." He's impressed with her diligence.
"What the hell?" All his water bottles are gone from the fridge. There were at least fifteen left, out of the twenty-four pack.
"Honey, you're home..." His wife's voice causes him to smile again. It quickly fades into confusion as he looks back and notices that she's wearing a dark sheer nightie. His son, dressed only in boxer briefs, gives her a kiss on the cheek before entering the kitchen
"Hey Dad." He says as he goes about cleaning a pan and taking out a pack of eggs.
Harry is more than a little confounded... He tilts his head
April fool's
I fall back on the sofa with my mother straddling me. She bounces up and down in rapid succession, then she grinds her hips in circles with my pulsing cock balls deep in her soaking cunt.
My head falls backwards as I relish in the carnal pleasure coursing through my body. When she starts riding me again, I feel her hands on my neck and I look up into her eyes.
Testing a theory, I lower my jaw.
Without missing a beat, my mother drools into my open mouth and spits in it before our tongues begin another dance.
The fire burning in my crotch signal my impending orgasm.
"...I'm...gonna cum."
My mother increases her speed, reaches down, and furiously rubs her clit.
"Cum inside me! Oh, yes... Motherfucker!" Sexier words were never spoken. She shudders violently as her own orgasm overwhelms her, squirting more juice all over my waist.
I squeeze her ass and pull down her hips as I push up mine. My dick slams against her cervix and I relieve myself inside my own mother. Rope after rope of semen pumps into her and lightning shoots through my veins, overriding all my senses with blissful ecstasy.
She falls down with a slap against my chest, our breathing erratic as we come down to earth from that heavenly release.
It's probably twenty minutes before my mother lifts her head and smiles like the Cheshire cat.
"...What?"
"Now you're officially a motherfucker."
"Did you forget I already am one? If last night..." I trail off as she narrows her eyes with glee.
Wordlessly, my mother gets up, easing my spent cock out of her walls. A drop of cum escapes from her boated folds before she covers it with her hand, preventing any more from leaking out.
"What are you up to, Mom?"
She turns her back to me and slowly walks toward the stairs.
"Meet me upstairs and find out." When she's out of sight, she calls down again, "Bring some water too."
I sigh... Can this day get any worse? Or is it better? At this point my morals have fled, along with my reason. A testament to that is the utter lack of guilt.
Even my masturbation sessions end with guilt... You'd think fucking your own mother would drown you in it. Then again, that part probably died when I woke up this morning...
I grab two bottles and make my way upstairs.
Surprisingly, there's no sound from the bathroom. If not a little shower-play, then I at least expected just a regular bath.
There's still, even after everything, a little anxiety as I stand outside my parents' bedroom. That 'you're not supposed to be in here' vibes, emanate from the closed door. As if the sanctity of their marriage lies within, and it's strictly for them alone.
I push open the door.
"Oh god..." I say, frozen in the doorway.
"You ready to satisfy Mommy again?"
Words are trapped in my throat.
Better.
Yes.
This day can get better.
"Mommy needs her cock, baby. Why don't you come in?" She says seductively as she looks back at me. Her pussy drips semen onto her hand that she uses to... massage her rosy anus. Her bare feet tease me as droplets of cum run down the soles...
I stumble forward and hand her a bottle of water.
"Sit." She commands, gently driving a third finger into her ass.
"Have you ever had some?"
"...No..." I whisper, sitting directly behind her on the bed.
"Neither have I. Unless you count my toys..." She flexes her fingers and her star gapes open.
"Is that cock hard?"
My semi-erection twitches. "Not yet."
"Play with my feet until you're ready." Again, that commanding tone...
I shuffle forward and lay the shaft on her moist feet.
There's a mumbling noise in the background.
"What?" My mind is pulled away to my cock fucking her feet. I then focus on her spread cheeks as she shoves in a fourth finger.
"Pay attention!"
I'm snapped out of the trance and meet my mother's eyes over her shoulder.
"Good boy. Now..." She lowers her gaze and gets back to prepping her sphincter. "How certain are you we had sex last night...?"
"We were naked in bed... There were used condoms... I'm pretty certain."
I grip her feet and press them tightly to my cock.
My mother moans. "What day is today?"
"What day is..." My eyes widen. "He wouldn't..."
"It took me awhile to figure out." She says, "How many condoms were there in the bin? Four? Five? And if you take into account we were shit-faced, there's no way we would have fucked without leaving any bruises."
"...But it's still possible..."
"Think about it. Remember how he encouraged us to keep drinking while he only had, like, two beers?"
I laugh out loud. "He got us."
"Yes he did... I always suspected he didn't forgive us for last year."
"...Well, this more than makes up for it." My cock is finally at full mast and I gently rub the eager meat all over my mother's feet.
"There he is..." She purrs.
"So what happens now?" I ask, biting down on renewed pleasure.
"Now I don't have to cheat on your father."
"What?"
"Remember when I mentioned one night stands?"
"I'll never forget it."
"I was fantasizing about going out and finding someone that can really fuck me."
"Isn't Dad—"
"Your limp dicked father only vibrates on top of me for what— two minutes? —before he rolls over and falls asleep, forcing me to take care of myself."
She plops out her fingers from her stretchy anus and starts fingering her dripping cunt.
"So yes... I would've eventually found some extra dick."
"...and now you don't have to."
"...because Mommy now owns one, isn't that right?"
"It's so right..." I say, loving the feel of her soles on my shaft.
"Oh, and I'm selling this house."
I almost suffer whiplash from the dramatic change in subject.
"...I don't think Dad will approve."
"Then he can go fuck himself. Listen, baby," Her voice turns sweet. "You've really given me a lot of confidence today... Enough that I feel like taking action. I'm done being the prudish housewife and stuck up lawyer."
It takes mere moments to absorb her words. The fact that I gave her this boost fills me with pride. And she's not the only one that despises the status quo.
"...Fuck it. If you're doing it, then so will I."
"...What do you mean?"
"I'll drop out of college and enroll in medical school."
My mother doesn't speak immediately, taking in my words.
"That's a pretty drastic step." She finally says.
"Like selling the house?"
"Touché."
I release my mother's feet and move forward.
"Is Mommy's cock finally ready?"
My answer is sawing my member between her thick labia, getting it slick and wet.
"You think Dad will be home soon?" I ask, sinking my cock into my mother's warm pussy.
"Fuck! That's so good... No, he'll be back tomorrow."
"You sure?" I slam into her, rotating my hips to get at those pesky corners.
"Over twenty...fuck...years of marriage has taught me how to read that man."
"And yet you didn't know— shit, your pussy's so good Mom —that he was pranking us until later."
"Maybe I did..." She bounces her hips back to meet my thrusts. "Maybe I just saw the opportunity to finally fuck my son."
"So naughty..." I say as I fuck the shit out of my mother's pussy.
"Your naughty Mommy. And what," she groans through more waves of pleasure, "happens to naughty Mommies?"
It takes but a second for me to think of a response.
I spank her juicy ass... hard.
"You motherfucker!" She releases short little cries as our fucking gets even faster. "Do it again!"
Nothing surprises me about this woman anymore. Serving her for the rest of my life would be the greatest privilege.
I spank her thoroughly until her cheeks get red, then I slip out of her pussy.
"Get the fuck back in there!" She growls.
"Patience." I say, spreading open those cheeks so I can get to her flowery ring. I plunge two fingers into her pussy to get them wet, then massage them into her ass. It doesn't long to realize it was unnecessary; my mother's preparations were thorough.
"You're so fucking big..." My mother moans as I drill my dick into the tight ring. It stretches powerfully around the shaft, trying hard to push me out.
"Fuck..." I breathe out as the pressure and feel is on a whole other level than her pussy.
"...This is so wrong..." My mother says in a voice heavy with lust.
"So very wrong..." I say and shove the last few inches up her rectum. "Oh god..."
"Now be a good boy and fuck Mommy's asshole would you, sweetie?" The honeyed voice drives me over the edge and I pound away without a care.
Her red cheeks are smashed against my pelvis, over and over again. I lean onto her back and reach around for handfuls of tit.
"Twist it, baby." After kneading them, I follow her command and pinch the hard nipples, pulling and twisting them in different directions.
She screams in bliss as small orgasms assault her nerves.
"Such a good boy..." She says as I keep my dick buried deep in her ass, with one hand slowly rubbing her engorged clit. "You belong to Mommy, don't you?"
Her rectum massages the foreign meat, sending hot spikes of pleasure straight to my brain.
"Say it."
"I belong to you."
"That's right. You. Are. Fucking. Mine!" She growls and pushes back aggressively. I respond in kind and get back to slamming into her asshole at a furious pace.
This is my mother.
Awakened sex goddess.
My goddess.
I pull out of her asshole and carelessly shove my dick back into her pussy.
"So good..." I say. The contrast in pressure is heavenly...
As I'm fucking my mother's pussy and spanking her ass, it suddenly occurs to me that this is the same room with that sanctity meant only for my parents.
I'm fucking my mother on her marital bed.
The thought drives me wild and I redouble my efforts, gripping her hips tightly as I pound and abuse her hairy pussy. I shove three fingers into her gaping asshole and she screams in delight.
"Oh my sweet boy..." She says. "Taking such good care of Mommy..."
Having fucked her pussy long enough, I shove my cock back into ass. Those little yelps of my mother start up again, encouraging me to hold off on cumming as long as possible. Not really a problem as this being my third round drastically increases my staying power.
I fall into a rhythm. Fucking her asshole and switching to her cunt...
Again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
I lose track of time. Track of myself really. I just mechanically keep swinging hips like a maniac.
Back and forth.... In and out... There exists nothing but the pleasure...
Pussy.
Ass.
Pussy.
Ass.
I can't get enough.
My mind returns to reality when my mother shifts forward and my hard cock plops out of her asshole.
She turns around and shoves the member, fresh from her rear, into her mouth.
"Oh, fuck, Mom... I'm getting close."
Her silvery almond shaped eyes look up at me as she slobbers on my dick. When the meat gets clogged in her throat, she forces it deeper.
My mother maintains eye contact through it all as her lips eventually touch the base...
Something within me snaps. I roughly grab her by the hair and unceremoniously start fucking her mouth.
My dick enters and exits her throat, and gagging noises periodically fill the room. I jerk her head back and forth constantly as I facefuck her.
I have to cum. That's all I can think of as I relish the sensations sweltering in my loins.
My mother looks up at me with a burning lust in her eyes, and tears running down her face. I hold the back of her head tightly and push so that my dick is as deep as possible.
It's impossible not to groan when she's humming, sending vibrations through me as I'm lodged in her throat.
I keep that hold until I feel my orgasm is on the very brink, then I toss my mother around so she's lying on her stomach.
"Give me that cum baby..." She says as I dip into her pussy before spreading her cheeks and plunging my cock up her asshole.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..." My mother rains down a chorus of screams as her own orgasm builds.
I slam hard into her rectum repeatedly, causing the bed to creak. When the liquid starts rushing up, I press my hips against her firmly, ensuring my cock is as deep as possible.
"Motherfucker! Cum in Mommy's asshole! Cum—" The words are cut off as I ejaculate what I have left, inside her... Which turns out to be quite a lot.
As I'm leaning over her, I start to panic as there's no sign of my orgasm ending. My mother convulses beneath me as she suffers her own orgasm.
Struggling to maintain my position in my current state, I drop down on my goddess. As my dick shudders inside her, wave after wave of ecstasy pulses through my whole body.
My hips spasm for the next few centuries... The sensitive shaft still buried inside my mother's asshole...
I must have passed out, because the next thing I know, I'm lying next to her. Tired and sweaty...
"...day."
My eyes flicker and I struggle to make out my mother next to me. She's on her side, head resting on a hand, supported by her elbow.
"Did you..." I breath out "...say something Mom?"
She grins. "We're doing this every day."
"Dad will definitely notice if—"
"I'm divorcing him in a few months."
"But that's—"
"Be quiet! Don't argue with your mother." She says in that stern voice again. "Read my lips, son..."
She runs her tongue over those very succulent lips...
"We are doing this. Every. Fucking. Day."
Not really a lot you can say to that.
I sigh in content and fall back on the bed.
"Anything for you, Mom."
"Such a good boy..."
*****
The next morning.
Having absolutely no idea the sequence of events he set in motion with a single prank, Harry Stanton walks into his home with a pompous smile on his face.
He'd considered, and decided to let them suffer in shame throughout the night. The numerous beers he'd consumed had agreed with him.
He laughs loudly when he notices how clean the house is.
The sofa in the living is sparkling, and the wooden floor shines brightly as the morning sun hits it. He can even smell the potent cleaning material used.
Cleaning to reduce stress.
He smirks at the typical behavior of his wife, always so mundane.
"Even the kitchen..." He's impressed with her diligence.
"What the hell?" All his water bottles are gone from the fridge. There were at least fifteen left, out of the twenty-four pack.
"Honey, you're home..." His wife's voice causes him to smile again. It quickly fades into confusion as he looks back and notices that she's wearing a dark sheer nightie. His son, dressed only in boxer briefs, gives her a kiss on the cheek before entering the kitchen
"Hey Dad." He says as he goes about cleaning a pan and taking out a pack of eggs.
Harry is more than a little confounded... He tilts his head
April fool's
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