Meanwhile, Sherry discovered a sink full of cups and dishes. She set her things down near the couch and crossed the open floor area into the kitchen, then started to wash what was in the sink. She probably should have chided him more about cleaning up his kitchen, but she enjoyed doing these little, domestic things for him. Since he'd left for school, she was surprised by how much she missed picking up after him: washing his dishes, picking his laundry up off the floor and washing that for him, too.
She might've been a hot looking, voluptuous MILF packed into an outfit that would've looked at home on a porn star, but she was still the doting mother of a college boy. Sherry was about halfway through the dishes when she heard a young, female voice from behind her.
"Oh, um, hey. You must be
