At 3:24 in the afternoon, Sharon was sitting on the couch watching one of her favorite programs. A middle-aged woman in her late thirties, her son Jason would be home from school in a few minutes. She, like her mother and sister, had large breasts and a nicely rounded ass, but relatively narrow hips. She wore Capri-length pants with a short sleeve U-neck blouse that highlighted her boobs. Regardless, she took this time every day to relax and watch her program.

Jason entered the house, he dutifully took off his shoes. Sharon didn't like anyone wearing shoes in her house.

"Mom, you're not going to believe this!" Jason exclaimed.

"Hey, can't it wait a few minutes, my show is almost over."

Jason didn't have to be told how important the show was to his mom. Despite wanting to tell her badly, Jason went to his room to put away his jacket and put down his books. He changed out of his school clothes and put on a pair of jeans and a Metallica T-shirt. He placed his uniform with the rest of the laundry that needed to go to the dry cleaners.

A few minutes later, "Mom, this woman gave me. I mean it's so great. You aren't going to believe it," Jason spit out his words.

"Calm down, start at the beginning."

"OK, I got out of school and walked to the bus stop. When..."

During Jason's story, Mom turned her head when she saw a car pull into the driveway. She wasn't expecting her husband to be home so soon. When she looked up, she saw her sister Cheryl's car pulling in.

"Hey, Aunt Cheryl is here. Go get the door for her!"

Sharon knew that Cheryl's hands would be full. She was a relatively new mom and would be carrying her baby Emily in her arms and all the usual baby supplies she would need.

"OK, but I have to tell you the story."

"Later."

Jason opened the door. As expected, Aunt Cheryl entered the house carrying Emily in her arms with a diaper bag and her purse slung over her shoulder.

"Hi Aunt Cheryl," Jason said.

"Cheryl, what brings you here?" Sharon asked as she greeted her by the door.

"I was in the neighborhood. I thought I would drop by."

With her hands full, Cheryl couldn't give her family hugs.

"Let me put on some coffee and get some cake."

"I don't want to be a bother."

"No problem...Jason entertain your favorite aunt."

As Sharon was exiting the room on the way to the kitchen, she heard Jason start his story again. "Aunt Cheryl, you aren't going to believe this. I was on my way..."

In the kitchen, Cheryl pulled down the pot to make some freshly brewed coffee. Sharon looked for cookies and cakes to make a platter that would be served with the coffee. She fetched cups, dishes, spoons, sugar, and milk as well.

Sharon stuck her head out the kitchen door. She saw Jason still excitedly chatting with Cheryl. She returned to the kitchen to finish up her preparations.

After approximately fifteen minutes, Sharon carried everything she needed on a tray. She placed it on the table. She didn't bring a cup for Jason, Sharon expected Jason to go to his room. Instead, he waited.