The following morning, I woke up at 8. Mom was not in bed. I walked to the balcony with only my underwear on and saw her leaning back on a reclining chair, soaking up the sun. She had on a white bikini and large sunglasses.
"Morning Mom, when did you wake up?"
"About an hour ago. The chirping birds were too noisy. The weather is perfect, and the view from here is even better."
I smirked, "I bet if somebody looked up at our balcony yesterday, they would have appreciated the view even more..."
Mom smiled, "Oh shush! Don't remind me I misbehaved like a horny teenager..."
I kissed her cheek, "I love it when you forget your age and behave like any young woman should - Enjoy, ENJOY, E N J O Y..."
She sighed, "Adam, spoiling me is one thing, but you are corrupting me. I was a decent woman before you seduced me and turned me into a sexual beast who gets aroused too easily, and gives in to your desires in seconds."
I faked innocence, "OK. And where is the problem?"
"Honey, at my age, I need to show less skin and more responsibility!"
I laughed, "Mommy, I love your skin."
She gazed at me, and giggled, "Dear boy, look at your morning woody, you are really insatiable!"
"Sorry. Lately, it happens more frequently. Despite having a lot of sex, I dream about our fun and get horny quickly. Add to this my need to pee."
"Son, you are forgiven. Go freshen up, and we'll go for breakfast."
...
A delicious breakfast included over-easy eggs, toast, slices of various tropical fruits, and local Kona coffee. When we were done, we strolled back slowly, discussing what to do next.
In our family, a decision was made by a simple majority. So when I suggested driving to see the famous volcano on Mount Kilawea, and Mom wished to stay one more day in the resort, we did not drive anywhere... Her sweet smile melted my heart, and I gave up. It was to be one more day in the pool and swim in the warm waters of the ocean.
I put on my Speedo. Mom changed into a light blue bikini that I hadn't seen before. It looked good on her. Did I say good? I meant fantastic! Her voluptuous tits pushed the top part, threatening to burst free. I guess my eyes widened because Mom had a broad smile when she watched my face, "Honey, you don't like it? I can change to a one-piece."
"Mom, I love it. But don't complain later if you see me ogle your body. Your breasts are gorgeous, and the top part of this swimsuit pushes your globes up in an extremely tempting way!"
"So you are concerned you won't be able to take your eyes off my chest or... that others will do it?"
"I still don't get it. Five minutes ago you were a regular caring Mom. All of a sudden, you turned into the sexiest woman alive and changed my life. I don't care if people ogle you. Let me rephrase it - When they do, I'll be proud and happy! However, with you around, my brain turns to mush and I often think about ways to enjoy your body rather than enjoying the nice place..."
Her eyes glistened, "Honey, that is the best compliment a woman my age can get from a youngster. Let's go to the pool. You are on the swimming team in college but I bet I can beat you."
"I accept the bet. The question is what do I get in the remote chance that I do win?"
"In your dreams. But if you succeed, the evening and night are yours to decide what we do, and I'll accept."
"Are you sure?!"
"Honey, as I said, whether you admit it or not, I am a better swimmer. And yes, the winner gets to choose our activity after dinner."
As we walked leisurely toward the main pool, I recalled my mother showing me years ago some certificates of winning swimming competitions in school. Was it in high school?
We jumped in. The water was warm and pleasant. A few guests stayed in the middle. I asked them to move to the side for 5 minutes for our race. They saw who I was competing with, giggled, and moved toward the wall, staring at us. I asked one of them to start us.
Mom jumped before his call and began swimming freestyle. Not bad! I jumped somewhat later and used a butterfly style. I didn't hurry. I wanted to win but only by a little. I touched the wall about a second before her.
She gazed at me showing clear disappointment, "You realize I almost won?"
"Mom, you were great! You really surprised me. But since I won, I already have an idea what I want for the night. I'll tell you the plan later. In the meantime, we can join guests in the other pool for a volleyball game, or catch some waves in the sea.
"I feel like swimming in the sea. There are too many people around here. Can we swim to the buoy? It looks like 200 yards away."
"All right. Let's do it slowly, and rest on the buoy before returning back to shore."
...
The idea sounded good. However, after about 50 yards, the waves were pushing us in the opposite direction. I gazed at Mom, "Are you OK? Do you want to continue or go back?"
Even though she was struggling, Mom refused to give up, "Honey, unless your lazy muscles cannot continue, I am for finishing the assignment."
"Mom, I am proud of you!" It took us 20 minutes to complete the distance. Mom seemed very tired, but had a victory smile, "I did it!"
After resting for 15 minutes I asked her if she was ready to go back.
She looked at me mischievously and said, "I think it may be too much for me to do the distance twice. How about you swim, and I'll be on your back, holding to your shoulders?"
I smirked, "Swimming is the easy part. I am concerned that your bikini top will scratch my back and the salty water will aggravate everything."
She giggled, "Pervert, are you telling me you'll do it if I take my top off?"
"Yes!"
"You are not nice! Blackmailing your loving mother..."
"Mom, take it or leave it."
She sighed, "OK, I'll do it. But now I might have a problem; My breasts will sway continuously on your back, and the salty water will undoubtedly arouse my sensitive nipples. As a result, one of my hands may 'accidentally' trail down and hang on to the appendage that comes out of your groin..."
"Mom, let's compromise - You'll take off your bra and I'll remove my Speedo."