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We see more and more about perversion in the media. Our strictest taboos are being examined under a new lens — the lens of tolerance and understanding. Most of our taboos are still in force, but we are more open about them, more willing to give these practices our attention.
This books deals with one of those taboos. We examine the process by which a divorced young woman and her son find the answer to their sexual needs. But they find only temporary relief from their frustration as their hunger grows and they need more and more bizarre sex.
Although NAUGHTY LIKE MOM is fiction, the ground it covers is the stuff of everyday reality. Psychologists and social workers tell us that these perversions are not uncommon and although we may not have contact with them, some of our neighbors and fellow citizens do.
In this fictional account, we can all get a glimpse of these strange occurrences.
Sandy Robbins lounged on the couch, doing her nails.
Richard lay on the floor, chin cupped in hands, watching television.
She looked at her son, her eyes roaming over the seat of his jeans. She liked her son’s ass. It was small and tight and lovely to look at. The sight made her nipples tingle with hardness, sent a wet heat racing about her cunt. She wore panties, a bra, and a very thin, very short wrapper.
She was fresh from her bath and smelled delicious.
Being dressed in this revealing manner was nothing new. She often went about the house this way, especially in the evenings when she and Richard were alone.
It had been going on for two months now, ever since she had discovered Richard trying to look under her dress. At first Sandy was horrified, then excited. She went out of her way to let her son peek, always pretending she was unaware.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.