“David, could you do me a favor?” she said through the door.
“Sure Mom.” I replied.
“The hot tub didn’t do much for my back. I have some muscle ointment in my room. Would you mind rubbing it into my back?”
“Oh shit.” I thought.
I had been walking a tight rope already, expecting her to recognize what I was thinking, and now she wanted to have me rubbing her bare flesh. If she didn’t know what I was thinking already, she surely would when I popped a hard on while rubbing her back.
“Take it slow.” Shelly’s voice rang in my head.
“I’ll shout when I’m ready.” Mom called.
I heard her walking into her room, and then heard the door close. A few minutes later, I heard her call out for me.
As I walked into her room, I was relieved to see her on her stomach, a sheet pulled up just past her waist. Her back was bare, I and spotted the bikini on the floor.
“I saw the new copy.” She said, not bothering to lift her head. “I’ll check it in a bit. And David, I’m sorry I blew up on you. I’m sure this has been as hard for you as it has been for me. Thank you for letting me help.”
“Where’s the ointment.” I said, trying to hide my nervousness.
“Oh, it’s right here.” She replied, lifting up slightly as she held the tube out to me.
It was enough to give me a brief glimpse of her nipple, before she lowered herself back to the mattress. I sat down on the side of the bed and squeezed a small amount of the ointment onto my hands. I rubbed my hands together quickly to warm it before spreading it across the middle of her back. She shuddered at my touch, but soon began to relax as I worked the ointment into her skin.
“A bit lower.” She said, as I worked across her back.
I worked down to the edge of the sheet, my hands already tingling, either from the ointment or from the fact I was rubbing my mother’s bare flesh I wasn’t sure which.
“A little lower, and be a bit firmer.” She whispered, her head turning to the side as she looked up at me.
I inched the sheet down a bit, and spread more ointment, my hands trembling.
“That’s low enough, but firmer, sweetie.” She said, as my hands rubbed across the upper part of her ass. “Maybe if you sat behind me.”
Thankfully she had turned her head the other way and didn’t see the tent my cock was making in my shorts. I knew it was a mistake, but I was thinking with my cock. I climbed onto her legs, as my hands worked her lower back. She let out a moan and seemed to wiggle, her ass pushing upward.
“A little higher now.” She said, grinding into the mattress.
I obliged, sliding up her legs as my hands worked across the middle of her back. My cock had pushed its way down the leg of my shorts, and was peeking out the bottom. The sheet had squirmed down, revealing most of her ass.
“Higher.” She moaned.
I slid up further, as her ass began to noticeable grind into the mattress. My cock was almost touching her as I leaned forward to work her shoulders. As my fingers worked into her muscles, her ass raised up, the muscles clenching and unclenching. My cock pushed further from the leg of my shorts, the head glistening with fluids.