As she reaches towards you to get nestled in to her son, you realize that your cock has become hard in your pants…just as she realizes the same thing. The tender mother-son moment is punctuated by the unavoidable truth: you have a hard on for your mother. Her mouth agape, she moves back onto the couch. She makes a little joke, trying to diffuse the tension but its too late. She excuses herself, saying its time for her to get ready for bed.
When you hear the shower, you can’t help yourself. You go upstairs to her bedroom, and watch the door of her en suite, waiting to hear the water turn off. You know you shouldn’t do this and can’t imagine what you’ll say if she sees you, but your a man possessed with desire and the second you hear the metallic creak of the shower turning off, your cock is rock hard again. You watch as your mother exit, briefly stopping at the vanity to dry her hair, the towel draped around her falling down as you fight the urge to pull out your cock right there. She steps into the adjoining bedroom, and you follow…
She seems…performative, in a way, there on the bed. Like she knows your watching. It emboldens you, and you pull out your cock to stroke to her, as she lies back and begins touching herself. Its only a few minutes before she locks eyes with you, continuing to touch herself as she invites you in
