I’d like to say we were more forgiving on these photos, but that’s not the case. If anything our intent was to be more scrupulous, straining and searching for flaws. But the further in we got, the more distracted we became. After a short period time, we were so enthralled by the images; we forgot to flag them and continued clicking from one to another. Before we knew it, we stumbled across her leaning over in the light blue bikini for our hungry eyes.
Our eyes lingered on the screen, held captive by the sultry nature of the image. Her ass was presented to us in glorious detail, separated only by a thin blue sheet of fabric that did little to hide the shape of her sex. My breathing had deepened as I took her in, stared into her eyes that stared back at me. I felt like I had been wrapped in a blanket of lust. My pulse quickened and senses peaked as I felt a rush of blood travel to my groin.
“Jason are you sure you’ve never done boudoir before?” Kelly asked her voice heavy.
I nodded slowly. “Yes, I’m absolutely positive.”
She swallowed. “I think you need to give it a shot.” I could feel her breath as she leaned in closer. “Jesus, just look at her,” she whispered. “If I was a dude, I’d be all over that.”
“She would still be your mother.”
“I don’t know if that would stop me,” she replied.
I shook my head, trying to snap out of this arousal that had taken over me. I prayed that Kelly’s focus would remain fixed to the screen so she would not grow aware of the twitching in my pants. Each breath felt more labored as my muscles tightened. My cock strained against the confines of my jeans begging for attention.
Kelly laughed. “She’s such a tease.”
“Am I now?” Mom’s voice suddenly echoed behind us.
We both jumped, startled by the sudden intrusion. She stood behind us with her arms crossed leaning against the entryway in a white cotton bathrobe. Her hair shimmered as if slightly wet while her skin had that glow like she just emerged from the shower. Her eyes were fixed to the computer where there, in full screen, she saw herself being lewd and mischievous.
“So that’s them, huh?” she asked, never taking her eyes from the photo. “I think I look fat.”
I almost fell out of my chair while Kelly burst out laughing.
“You look fine, Mom,” I said. What the hell is wrong with my family?
She shrugged and walked over behind us, placing a hand on my chair and one on the table, leaning in to see the image better. Instantly, her scent washed over me. It was like vanilla and lavender, mixed into one. I strained to keep my eyes focused, but I didn’t know where I could safely look. In front of me our mother appeared to be moments away from exposing her privates, while directly beside me, I could see the fold of her robe opening causing the swell of her cleavage to spill into view. A tiny droplet of water ran from a wet strand of hair, tracing the curve of her collar bone before plummeting between the valley of her breasts.
“May I?” she asked looking down at me.
I jumped in my seat, startled again from my sinful surroundings. “W-what?” I stammered. She smiled, pointed to the trackpad I was using. “Oh, it’s all yours,” I said standing up to allow her a seat.