Martin was thirty two years of age, slightly overweight, about six foot tall with dark hair, brown eyes and a goatee beard.
He had arrived back home from a night out with the lads at around ten thirty, he had been unfortunate enough to spill beer down his new yellow Ralph Lauren shirt. He left his mates at the nightclub by mutual consent, no point in ruining their night as well!
As he entered the house he saw a pink post-it-note stuck on the telephone; it informed him that his mother had gone around to see a friend of hers, and his father had gone around to his brothers to help with some minor d.i.y, job, with a few beers thrown in, both will be back late.
He took the chance to get out of his sticky beer stained clothes and take a bath. He went upstairs into his bedroom and selected a pair of blue boxer shorts from the drawer, placed them on his bed and removed his clothes and put them in the plastic washing basket.
He then turned to walk into the bathroom, as he got to his bedroom door his mother Julia; fifty seven years old, black hair, brown eyes about five foot six with a nice pear shaped body. Although it was now showing signs of middle aged spread. Was standing at the top of the stairs.
"I got home earlier than I thought I would" she informed him,
"I guess so" he replied, embarassed.
She went on to ask him why he was home so early from his night out, and he spoke to her for about thirty seconds, when he suddenly fell in he was standing there totally naked. And he started to get an immediate erection. Julia glanced down to her son's enlarging penis.
"I can always wash your back, if you want?" his mother asked him,
"It's ok I'll do it myself," he said, suddenly realising how impossible it was.
He entered the bathroom and ran the water, and once the water was at the right temperature he then got in. He just relaxed in the water and started caressing his penis, thinking about standing fully naked in front of his mother; this was not a normal occurrence, when she opened the door and entered the bathroom without knocking.
She told Martin that she was going to put some washing on, she had already put the white wash on. Julia motioned to Martin to lean forward in the bath, a thousand thought ran through his mind, mainly that all this was wrong. He should not be thinking of his mother in an erotic way.
She then took the soap and dipped it into the water and lathered it into her hands then circled it onto his back, and started to wash in a circular motion, very gently. The touch of the soft skin on her hands, touching his arched back sent a tingling feeling that he could not describe, right through him. She then moved her delicate hands up onto his broad shoulders, she then rinsed his back with a soft blue sponge and leant him back against the back of the bath.
"It's just like when you were a baby," she commented.
As she moved around and started washing his chest. She then washed his feet and lower legs and moved up his legs towards his penis. Which had now shrunk and become un-erect as he felt slightly unsure of himself, and the natural nervousness of his mother touching him. As Martin moved himself in the bath a splash of water splashed on Julia's multi-striped jumper.
