She looked at me like I was drooling peanut butter.
“In front of you?”
“Yes, mom, geez we’re family. Besides the shirt is so long you’ll be able to keep your modesty. Not like that time on the beach.”
She reddened up at that one.
“You weren’t supposed to be back so soon!”
I smiled.
“Yeah sure, but what about that guy…”
“Okay, okay.”
She cut me off. It was a long time ago. Jackie and I were both teens. We’d gone for ice cream on a beach vacation. She and dad had been fucking up a storm in the dunes at the beach. We came back faster than they expected. Jackie and I saw a guy peeking and then saw it was them he was watching. But we could tell they saw him. This is the first time I ever mentioned it. Mom looked at me. I just looked into her eyes. She slowly slid her hands up under the hem of the tee, trying to keep it down. It worked. I watched her fingers under the grey fabric as she hooked the waistband and slid them down. I hoped she would not see that my cock was getting hard. With the tee shirt and her careful moves I saw nothing, but my reward came as she handed me a Victoria’s Secret red thong. Ohhhhh, it was still warm. As I went to put it in the washer I moved it up under my nose, just in passing. Her scent was strong and unbelievably exciting. I wanted to pocket them for later. But I was looking at her and she saw. She got a funny look on her face. Not anger, not confusion, I’m not sure.
As we left the laundry to go through the kitchen I had an idea.
‘Mom, would you like a Brandy?”
I was calling her mom, now. Shifting and softening our positons. It was working. She paused.
“Why not, I can sleep in.’
I got a bottle of the best stuff I had and two snifters. She followed me to the media room which doesn’t have stadium seats it has large deep sectional sofas. I like to lounge when I watch movies. Mom was a little surprised.
“Interesting furniture.”
I climbed on and pointed to the other side.
“Oh it’s the best, just try it.”
She tried to remain demure as she clambered over to her side. She was quite graceful. Her long legs swung up, pulling the hem up but not far enough to see her charms. Her breasts moved under the grey fabric, shifting and making her nipples stand out, just a little. She made a little show of settling in, pulling the tee shirt down and keeping her legs straight and close. The lighting was subdued but I made sure I had a light aimed where I wanted it, just in case. I jumped up on the couch and settled in. I just had real loose track shorts on, no accident there. I took the remote. It has a small screen that shows what you’ve been watching or you can call up the library. I called up a movie that just happened to have a few hot sex scenes and a sub plot of possible romance between mother and son and let it play quietly.
I had arranged the lights so one shown on my hips, more or less and one on hers. It was accent lighting and not nearly as obvious as it sounds. But when mom leaned back the light framed her legs. It did the same on my side. As the movie played, mom alternated between looking at the movie and looking at me and at the room. She sipped her brandy and I sipped mine. As she shifted around she seemed to get a little casual about her modesty. The movie opened with a four way soft porn sex scene and it had gotten me hard. I decided to not hide it. I just lay there with a fat bulge under my shorts, highlighted by LED lighting. My erection had pulled the leg of my shorts open. I was sure my dick and balls were at least partially on display, particularly when I ‘accidently’ spread my legs, just briefly. She noticed, her eyes widened and recovered quickly. The film was not very good but all the talent was good looking and there were a lot of sex scenes. As mom watched the movie I noticed she kept opening and closing her legs, sometimes clenching them. She’d peek at me and my bulge and look at the movie. The movie was about half over and it was obvious that the mother and son in it were lovers. We’d finished our brandy.