CLICK
Her breath caught short, as if she had tweaked her own nipples. I paused and looked at her over the camera. She winked at me.
“Anything else?”
CLICK
My mind went a mile a minute as I began to feel my stomach tighten again.
“Bring your hands to your hips,” I said, and she did.
CLICK
“Hook your thumbs into the straps on each hip.”
She slipped her right thumb into the waistband.
CLICK
“Both hands.”
She hooked the left side.
CLICK
“Good. Now pull them out just tad.”
She did, lifting the waistband away from the skin.
CLICK
“Perfect. You’re such a natural, Mom,” I said.
“Same to you,” she replied.
CLICK
“Now, without going too far, pull them down just half an inch. Make it look like you were taking them off.” I said as I squatted down.
Mom hesitated for a moment, and then peeled back the waist just one tantalizing inch, revealing an extra strip of skin I had never seen before. The band had resealed just below her hip, showcasing the slope of her pelvis before it disappeared under the covering.
“How’s that?” she breathed.
CLICK
“Perfect. Absolutely perfect.”
CLICK
“Now,” I smiled, “Go ahead and pull them off,” I joked.
Mom stopped, looked at me a moment. Then, before I could apologize, her hands moved lower, taking the bathing suit with it.
Kelly’s breath caught in her throat as we both stood transfixed, watching our gorgeous mother slipping her panties off. I began snapping away, photo after photo; I didn’t want to miss a fraction of a second. It was intoxicating, watching the fabric peel off her skin, rolling backwards like peeled fruit, which in many ways it was.
Lower and lower she went until suddenly a thin line of hair appeared; Kelly’s masterpiece. It was almost like a beacon lining up my vision and letting me know what was to come, and based on the sudden throbbing in my shorts, my cock was begging to know as well. And there it was, the final moment where I knew in one second’s time, I would be seeing the loins from whence I came, and the most anticipated region I had ever wished to see. Just one second more.
It was then that she stopped, and in one fluid motion, pulled the suit back up in place.
“There you go,” she said with a wicked smile. “All done.”
I sat there dumbfounded. This must be the visual equivalent to blue balls.
“You’re such a tease, Mom,” Kelly laughed behind me. I had honestly forgotten she was there.
Mom walked toward us, retying her suit behind her back. She was so very proud of herself. She stood over me with the biggest shit eating grin, leaned down and kissed my head.
“That was so much fun,” she said. “Thanks for talking me into this.” She rubbed my head, the same way she would when I was five.
I chuckled to myself, shaking my head as I stood. “Hey, it’s what I do.”
“And you do it well.” She stood up straight, hand on hips. “Now, who’s hungry?”
Chapter 3.0
Over an hour later we found ourselves at a crowded bar… or perhaps it was more of a pub? Regardless, it was much closer to home. The walls were paneled in what appeared to be a deep cherry wood dimly lit by small rectangular wall sconces. There were no booths, only tables of thick oak, where not a one had gone unscathed by carved vandalism.