I grin broadly, "Yes, Mom." I kiss her passionately again, and we both moan a little before breaking the kiss. She swats me on the butt as I head out. She chuckles again, and I smile over my shoulder at her.
I hit the bathroom, cleaned up my junk with a washcloth, and used the toilet before stepping out to my room to get clothes. I dressed in a T-shirt and running shorts, planning on a run to the park for some soccer after breakfast. I grabbed myself cereal after getting coffee brewing for Mom. When I hear her nearly ready as she heads from the bathroom to her bedroom, I push down an English muffin into the toaster. I'm buttering it as she walks in behind me. I set it down on the table, along with her black coffee.
"Looking good, Mom. I kinda don't want those horny bastards you work with
