While thinking.
Kyouko heard footsteps coming.
She glanced and saw Haruki in his shorts and bare upper chest.
He was rubbing his stomach while scratching his chin.
Mou! Look at this boy of mine!
"Haruki!"
"Mm? What?" Haruki narrowed his eyes, yawning.
"You're sleeping like that?"
"Hmm? Yeah... why?"
"You shouldn't sleep without a shirt. And at least wash yourself before coming down here."
"What? I'm just thirsty." Haruki narrowed his eyes playfully and used a weird creepy smile while tilting his head down. "You say that, Mom, but you're still in your last night's pajamas. That weird fluffy bunny thing."
"Mou! It's because I was preparing breakfast for your father! And besides, this is cute!"
"Yeah, cute~ No wonder I smell something~" Haruki chuckled softly.
Kyouko bit her lower lip and pulled Haruki's hair down to her. "Mou! I'm not stinky! A beautiful woman like me will never be stinky!"
"Eeeekkk!! Mom!! Don't make your handsome son bald!!" Haruki's face was pressed against her neck.
"Smell it if you think I'm smelly!" She tilted her head back, exposing more of her neck.
Haruki inhaled deeply, his nose brushing against her skin, then turned toward her ear and the side of her neck, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine.
Haruki pulled up after Kyouko let his hair go. "Mom..."
"Hmm?" Kyouko glanced up at him.
"You stink~"
"Mou! Haruki!!" Kyouko stood up and chased Haruki who ran toward the living room. In her rush, she tripped over the edge of the rug, stumbling forward with a surprised yelp, and fell directly onto Haruki, who had collapsed backward onto the long couch.
She landed on top of him, her body pressed full against his bare chest, her face inches from his.
"Ow~ my foot..." Kyouko sat on Haruki's lap while rubbing her toe, completely unaware of their position.
Haruki sat up and helped her rub her toe, his arms wrapping around her in what looked like a hug from behind. His bare chest pressed against her back. "Does it hurt?"
"Mou! This is all because of you!" Kyouko puckered her lips, still focused on her stinging toe.
"Not my fault, Mom!" Haruki rubbed her toe gently, his fingers massaging the delicate arch of her foot. But his body was aware of how her plump ass pressed against his lap, the softness of her body against his chest, the way her hair tickled his nose with her sweet, natural scent.
He could feel his cock stirring, the thin fabric of his shorts doing little to hide his growing arousal. Kyouko shifted slightly, trying to get more comfortable, and her movement made her grind against him unintentionally.
Haruki's breath caught in his throat.
Crap... if she notices this, she'll think I'm a pervert.
But Kyouko remained oblivious, still pouting about her foot.
"Mou! this is all your fault."
"Yeah... I'm sorry, Mom." Haruki's voice was strained as he tried to focus on massaging her foot rather than the warm, soft woman sitting on his lap.
Kyouko slid off Haruki's lap and stood in front of him, both hands on her hips.
"Now go eat your breakfast and wash yourself. I have something to tell you after this."
"Alright, Mom~" Haruki chuckled, glancing up at her.
She's so cute and short. Especially in that kind of pajamas.
Haruki slowly stood up and glanced down at her, smiling while tapping her head.
"What was that for?" Kyouko glanced up at him.
"Nothing... just you're short and cute when you're angry like that." Haruki chuckled and ran toward the kitchen when Kyouko stomped her foot on the floor.
"Haruki!!!"
Kyouko kept chasing Haruki around the table while Haruki let out soft laughs, easily staying just out of reach, his long legs giving him an advantage over her shorter ones. He'd pause just long enough to let her think she could catch him, then dart away at the last second.
"Stand still and let me hit you!" Kyouko huffed, her cheeks flushed with exertion.
"Not a chance, Mom~" Haruki teased, wiggling his eyebrows.
Kyouko's foot accidentally kicked the chair leg and she stumbled forward with a surprised yelp, landing hard on the floor.
"Oww..." Kyouko sat on the floor, rubbing her toe again, her eyes watering slightly from the sting.
"Mom! Why are you always so clumsy?" Haruki said, rushing toward her and kneeling, taking her foot gently in his hands to rub her toe again.
Kyouko hugged her knees, chin resting on them, and puckered her lips in a glare at Haruki. "Next time, don't run and let me hit you!"
Haruki let out a soft laugh while rubbing her toe, his fingers gentle on her delicate foot.
Her feet are really beautiful. And her legs... even in those ridiculous fluffy bunny pajamas, I can see how smooth and shapely they are.
Haruki's touch lingered a moment, before he helped her up. "Come on, Mom. Let's eat breakfast."
Kyouko slapped him hard on his arm while glaring up at him.
"You better listen to what I want to say after this, got it?"
"Yeah, yeah, Mom. I'll listen."
Kyouko glared at him again while walking to prepare breakfast for him and pour him coffee.
Slowly she sat next to Haruki, her expression serious but gentle.
"Now listen, Haruki."
"Mm... I'm listening." Haruki said while eating his breakfast.
"Starting today, I'm going to teach you about women, how to understand them, how to talk to them properly, how to make them feel special and appreciated."
"What?" Haruki glanced at her, pausing his chopsticks in mid-air. "Mom, what are you talking about?"
Kyouko smiled, looking at him while putting one of the dishes on his bowl.
"I want my boy to learn more about women. This summer break of yours, you're going to learn everything from me about what you need to know~"
"Say what again?" Haruki's eyes widened.
"Mou! Next time listen properly!"
Haruki shook his head, a skeptical expression on his face.
"That's a dumb idea, Mom."
"Mou! We never know about it yet! Maybe after I teach you, you'll get more girls interested in you."
"And then become a playboy? No way." Haruki took a bite of his food, his tone dismissive. "I don't want to be that kind of guy who just collects numbers and breaks hearts."
( End Of Chapter )