HIS MILF EMPLOYER

The sweet smelling odor of cookies filled his nostrils as he moved to the center of the sitting room. She turned and gestured for him to sit on one of the couches wordlessly.

He nodded in acknowledgement as she disappeared into the kitchen. A rumble of noise followed, pan clashing against pan and he imagined the chaos that may be her kitchen. He thought to help but decided against it. He whipped out his cell phone and went through his playlist.

He shuffled through some songs and when he finally decided on the one to play, she returned carrying a tray on which sat a bowl of...