Julie left her room one afternoon to hear strange sounds coming from the bathroom. Through the door she could hear her mother, Sarah, sighing and groaning. Julie turned very red. She was 18, she knew exactly what those sounds meant, and yet, she still felt a strong need to investigate. The bathroom door lock had been broken for ages so all it took was gently turning the handle and very slowly pushing open the door to give herself a good view.
Her mom was in the bath, the water filled with bubbles. The lights were dimmed and scented candles had been placed around the room filling it with a soft glow. Julie's Mom was gripping one of her large breasts, squeezing it. Her other hand was deep in the water, as best as Julie could tell Sarah's hand was right between her thighs.
Julie bit her lip as she watched and took in her mother's moans. She'd always had a little crush on her, she thought her mom was gorgeous. She was tall, with a perfect body and long curly red hair. Julie had the hair but she was shorter, skinnier, less full in the chest. She also felt she had too many freckles. Her mom just had a small amount on her nose and forearms. Julie's freckles seemed to cover her face, her arms, her shoulders and her breasts. Though her girlfriends had seemed not to mind, Julie had always been a little self-conscious about them. Whenever she imagined the perfect version of herself, she always seemed to picture her mom.
Julie continued to watch. Sarah withdrew her hand from between her legs with a small pink vibrating toy in her fingers. Julie was surprised to see that she had the exact same toy hidden in one of her drawers. Sarah changed the setting on the vibrator and put it back where it had been, moaning a little louder than before. Julie felt her own hand moving downwards, into her pants. A semi-unconscious action. She did not stop herself as she continued to watch intensely. She was picturing what was going on under that bathwater. Her forefinger began gently rubbing her own clit in response. She felt herself leaning gently against the doorway, her other hand attempting to hold the door steady, keeping the little gap open so she could continue to watch the show.
After several more minutes of pleasuring herself, while she watched her mother pleasure herself, she accidently let lose a rather loud moan to compliment Sarah's. Julie's hand slipped from the door and immediately clamped onto her mouth. But it was too late. The door flung open and Julie stood there, one covering her treasonous lips, another deep inside of her pants. Her mother had turned her head at the sound of another person. She was surprised to see her daughter there and even more surprised that she didn't feel upset by it at all. She did her best to play the stern mother, furrowing her eyebrows, but she couldn't manage a frown, only a smirk. She turned off the vibrator, and put it aside. She was a little out of breath.
"You should have knocked." Sarah said passively. Julie tried to respond but only let out a squeak. Her mother laughed and shook her head. "Well you may as well come in, just shut the door." She said, leaning back against the bathtub, her large breasts with their slight sag on full display for Julie. Her daughter did as she was bid, without making a sound closing the door behind her gently and standing in the middle of the bathroom. Julie felt overdressed. Her mom really owned her nudity while Julie stood there in an old t-shirt and some jeggings, her hair tied up in a neat ponytail.
Sarah looked at her daughter curiously, thinking deeply. "Well... since your here... the water is getting a little cold, mind turning the hot water on for me." Julie nodded and went over silently to turn the hot tap on, boiling water suddenly filling the tepid. Julie began mixing the water with her hand without thinking, trying to get an even temperature in the bath as she normally would, was she running one for herself. Her fingers lightly grazed the bare upper-leg of her mother and she withdrew as if shocked by electricity.
Sarah just giggled. "I think that's enough hot water now." She said softly. Julie went over to turn off the tap. Sarah had been given enough time to think. Now she knew what she wanted to do. "So..." She began. "Do you spy on me a lot?" Julie shook her head furiously.
"Mom, look, I'm sorry." She said in a hurried tone. "I'm really sorry, I don't know what happened but just... something came over me and I..." Panic washed over her. Sarah, lifted herself up in the bath a little and placed a wet but comforting hand on her daughter's shoulder. "Sweetie, it's fine. I think it's a little normal, actually. I mean when I was growing up me and your Uncle Charlie and your Auntie Mary, well we'd often 'walk in' on each other." She said with a little smirk. "It was a small house and well... sometimes we'd see things. And I know sometimes I lingered... and I'm pretty sure they did as well." She said, smiling at the shocked look on her daughter's face. "I'm just surprised you'd pay much attention to me. I'm an old lady." Sarah added with a self-depreciative tone.
"Are you kidding?" Julie found herself suddenly blurting out. "Mom, you're like... gorgeous... beautiful." She said, surprised to hear her mom describe herself in such a way. She turned red and smiled with a look of embarrassment, falling silent again.
Sarah raised an eyebrow. "Well I'm glad you feel that way, and to be honest, women my age so rarely feel very attractive. She said in a sad tone. Then she decided to add: "though you're very pretty too, you do know that right?"
Julie smiled and giggled a little. "Yeah but you have to say that, you're my Mom."
"Well I mean it." Sarah said with a strange look on her face, a face Julie had never seen on her mother before.
Julie nodded, still smiling, "Well I'm sorry again, I'll leave you to your bath now..." She said, slowly moving towards the door.
"Actually..." Sarah began. ".... I was actually hoping... you would stay."
