Leaning back against the island counter, in just about the exact same spot as yesterday when fucked her hard and fast, Kate gave her son a warm smile before asking, "How was school? Nice?"

"Hmm, nice, yeah." Dropping his book bag on the kitchen table, he approached her slowly, like a predator approached its prey maybe. "But not as nice as the way you look, Mom. Going out?"

"I'm supposed to be meeting Francine and Liz for drinks in a bit but I have time to make you something to eat... if you are hungry."

"Oh I am definitely hungry," he said with a near growl as he drew up...