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My Son Caught Me Masturbating 2
Nym Hexel
The kitchen was alive with the sizzle and pop of spices, the scent of garlic and onions filling the air like a symphony of flavours. The worn-out oak cabinets and granite countertops bore the scars of countless meals and late-night conversations, but tonight, they served as the backdrop to a different kind of dance.
Sarah hummed a tune that was as familiar to Manny as his own heartbeat, her hips swaying gently as she tossed a salad in a large wooden bowl. She wore nothing but an apron, the strings tied loosely around her waist, leaving little to the imagination.
Manny leaned against the counter, watching her with a smile that was part admiration, part mischief. "You know, Mom, most people don't wear aprons like that," he said, his voice as casual as if they were discussing the weather.
Sarah glanced over her shoulder, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
"Most people aren't as lucky as you, dear," she replied, giving him a wink. "Besides, it keeps things interesting, doesn't it?"
Manny chuckled, taking a sip of his wine. "Interesting is one word for it," he said, his eyes lingering on her body. "Dangerous might be another."
Sarah laughed, a sound that was as warm and inviting as the kitchen itself. "Dangerous? Manny, you're my son. We're just... exploring." She turned back to the salad, her fingers dancing over the vegetables with practised ease.
"Besides, when have you ever been one to shy away from a little danger?"
Manny grinned, pushing off from the counter and walking towards her. He could see the shape of her body from beneath the apron. "You know me too well, Mom," he said, his voice low as he reached out to pluck a cherry tomato from the bowl.
Sarah smirked, her eyes never leaving his as he popped the tomato into his mouth. "I should hope so," she replied. "After all, we've known each other for... what is it now?"
"Well, all my life, Mom," Manny laughed.
He moved closer, his hand lightly tracing the edge of the counter near her hip. "And I've got to say, you're still full of surprises."
Sarah's lips curled into a playful smile. "And you're still a silver-tongued charmer," she quipped. "But enough about us. How was your day at work?"
Manny's hand moved to the small of her back, a soft caress that lingered just a bit longer than necessary. "It was a mess," he said, his voice slightly husky.