Tyler blushed but also grinned, but he wiped the grin off his face when he spotted his mother's stern expression. If he only knew how much she was aching to feel his hands intimately on her body again. Her nipples were once again swollen and forming obvious knots in her top.

"Well you're in charge of the dishes and kitchen cleanup tonight," she said. He looked relieved to be getting off easily. "And whatever else I think of later on," she added.

As always, they ate together at the dining table. It was a routine that developed after Tyler's father left. Janice never had to tell him he had to...