03/09/2023
Hot Summer Housework with Mom®️🔞
Episode 1
Story highly ®️🔞
As I followed my Mother toward the ‘storage room’ at the end of the hallway, I couldn’t help but smile a little to myself. Yeah, it was indeed gonna suck spending a beautiful July afternoon clearing out and organizing the avalanche of junk that had acçúmulated in that small room over the course of 15 years. That’s how long Mom and I had lived together in our modest two bedroom house. A house she bought (with lots of help from her parents) after divorcing my alcoholic father when I was just three years old.
For 15 years, our ‘storage room’ as we called it, had been our repository for all of life’s odds and ends. If we didn’t want to throw something away – but didn’t know what else to do with it – into the storage room it went. Now however the small room was nearly filled from floor to ceiling, and Mom had determined that we were going to wrestle it under control before I left for college next month.
But there was one very silver lining to this whole situation, and my smile broadened, as my eyes roved up and down my Mother’s petïte form, coming to rest on her shapely derrière. Beneath the taut, black fabric of her yoga pants, I could clearly make out the tantalizing triangle of a lacy, hot-pink thong. Yes, for the next 3 to 6 hours, I was going to have a first-clàss, unrestricted view of the tightest, hottest little àss I’d ever seen. The àss I’d fantasized about countless times in perverse màsturbatory ecstasy. The àss that belonged to my sweet, beautiful Mother.
“Ta-Daaa!” she exclaimed swinging the door open wide, and turning back to look at me. Fortunately, I’d become adept at anticipating such sudden movements, and managed to avert my eyes from her àss just in the nick of time. “Hey what are you smiling about?” she looked at me quizzically.
“Oh nuthin’… just thinking about all the ways you can pay me back for this.”
“Oh-ho really?” she chuckled. “Well if that’s the case, then you’d better earn y
