Daniel Simmons tried to shake off the shock that was filling his brain. Until twenty minutes ago this had been just another normal day. He got up, showered, drove to school all just as regular as could be. They had some sort of a threat at the school and were sending everyone home early. Since Daniel had already turned eighteen, he didn't have to wait for his mother or father as he could sign himself out and go home.
Daniel had been in gym class at the time, so he hadn't bothered to change out of his gym clothes, or shower since he would be heading straight home. Daniel jumped into his car and quickly realized that his boxers were bunching up beneath his gym shorts, so he removed them and slipped his shorts back up. It took Daniel fifteen minutes to drive home, and another three to collect his things and walk into the house. Setting his backpack on the floor, and removing his shoes, he pulled off his shirt and started walking past the laundry room toward the stairwell. As they say, timing is everything.
Daniel's mother, Gina, gets off of work every day at 1:30. Gina is a very organized woman, so she follows a daily routine schedule. Once home she gathers the dirty laundry from around the house and carries it down to the laundry room. Depending on how much there is she will sort it and then start a load before beginning to prepare dinner for her family.
On this particular Friday there was very little laundry to be done. Gina had worn a light colored skirt and blouse to work that Friday, and the laundry she had collected was all whites so she could wash her outfit along with it to fill out the load. Looking at the clock Gina knew that it would be 45 minutes before Daniel got home from school, so she had stripped down in the laundry room and started the load. Standing in the laundry room completely naked, Gina was reminded of just how much she had enjoyed being able to walk around the house naked back when she and her husband Dan were first married. Gina hated the restrictive feeling of clothing and so she would wear loose fitting items all of the time.
Baggy sweats and slightly oversized clothing masked the perfect figure that Gina possessed. At 5'9" she weighed just over 125 lbs with long legs (for her height) and perfectly perky 36 B breasts, and a tight toned ass. Gina had an aversion to water so she never went swimming; never even owning a swimsuit, so no one would have believed that the perfect body that now leaned over the washing machine, enjoying its vibrations, belonged to her. Gina had slipped into her own world thrilled by the sensations coursing through her body. Her hand had found its way between her legs. Timing is everything.
As Daniel's shock fogged brain slowly began to come alive, he instinctively grabbed his phone from his pocket, while intently trying to imagine who on earth the naked goddess in his laundry room was. Far too sexy to be his mother, Daniel had to get pictures to prove he wasn't losing his sanity. Zooming in on the perfect ass facing him he began to snap pictures. Her smooth sexy skin, running up her back, he could just make out how gorgeous her breasts must be from the "side-boob" that he was seeing. Daniel's cock had taken notice too and was now tenting out his gym shorts impressively as he snapped away, still wondering who this beauty was and why she was naked in his house. Suddenly she moved.
Gina was frantically rubbing her clit, feeling the familiar rush of a coming orgasm, when she sensed something behind her and began to turn. Daniel zoomed in tight as she moved, hoping to catch a quick look at her face, before he bolted into hiding. He snapped the picture even before his mind could comprehend what it had seen.
"MOM!!!???" he exclaimed once the image had processed in his mind, and his disbelief had overpowered his desire to remain quiet.
"DANIEL!" Gina screamed as she spun around and began trying to cover herself. "What are you doing home?"
"I uh, I..." Daniel stammered, but could not speak a comprehensible thought.
"Turn your back this instant, young man!" Gina exclaimed, "You shouldn't be spying on your mother this way."
Daniel turned away and as he dropped the phone to his side, he hit record video. He wasn't sure why he had done it. Daniel loved his mother and would never want to disrespect her, but he couldn't help himself. The vision of her perfect body was overwhelming him and overriding any sense of guilt he might have about filming his mother. He had to see more of her.
Gina looked around frantically for something to cover herself with, and could find nothing until she noticed the t-shirt that had fallen at Daniel's feet when he first saw her. Moving quickly she hurried forward to grab the shirt, keeping an eye on her son to make sure that he didn't turn around again. Gina reached down as she approached the shirt, and that was when she saw the phone in Daniel's hand.
"Were you taking pictures of me?" Gina nearly screamed.
Daniel jumped, not realizing his mother had gotten so close. Instinctively he turned toward her to defend himself.
"Um, sorta," Daniel began, "but honest, I didn't know it was you!"
"How could you not know," his mother yelled, "who else could it have been, the flipping laundry fairy?"
Gina was angered beyond the point of modesty now, and made no effort to cover herself while confronting her son.
"Give me that phone right now, young man!" Gina cried out as she advanced toward him.
Daniel could see the anger in his mother's eyes as he backed away from her quickly. He slammed into the back of the couch and tumbled over it. Rolling with the fall he landed on his hands and knees, as his mother darted around the couch to grab him.
"Mom, please calm down. I didn't mean to take pictures of you, but you looked so hot I couldn't resist." Daniel pleaded.
Gina heard the compliment in her son's pleading, she was hot? Did he really think so? She hadn't thought of herself as sexy for a long time. Her train of thought momentarily broken, and her pussy tingling for more attention, allowed Daniel the chance to rise from the floor. He had to get to his room so he could upload the pictures onto his computer, before his mom got a hold of the phone to delete them. They were at a bit of a stand-off, with each of them standing at one end of the couch. Just beyond the couch were the stairs and the safety of his bedroom.
Gina saw her son as his eyes darted back and forth between her nudity and the stairs.
"Don't you even think about it, Daniel" she growled, "just GIVE ME THE PHONE!"
Daniel pried his eyes off of his mother and stared down at the floor. Raising his phone slowly toward her, he watched until her right foot moved toward him. As she shifted her weight onto that foot, Daniel dashed for the stairs. His mother leaped over the couch, showing agility he never would have given her credit for, and caught him as he reached the halfway point of the stairs. Lunging forward Gina grabbed at her son and caught his shorts in both hands. Daniels momentum continued to carry him, even as his mother's weight pulled his gym shorts down to his ankles. Daniel tripped as his shorts fell and was sent sprawling into the upstairs hallway, landing on his still hard cock.
Daniel rolled to his side quickly as he landed, avoiding certain injury, but still leaving him dazed for a moment in pain. This was all the time that Gina needed to reach the top of the stairs and cut her son off from his room. The sprawl and subsequent roll had sent him past the doorway. Daniel came back up to his feet and saw that he was cut off. From where she stood, his mother could block him from both his room and the stairwell.
Gina watched as her son stood up, and was shocked at the sight of his cock. She had never seen a cock other than her husbands, and Daniel's looked as if it was twice as big. Instantly she felt her nipples stiffen, and her pussy once again reminded her of how close she had been to cumming, and of how badly she needed to. She couldn't take her eyes off of her son's youthful prick and caught herself imagining how it would feel. Shaking her head she returned her thoughts to the camera.
"There is nowhere left to run." Gina said quietly. "Just give me the penis... er, the pictures and let me delete them."
Daniel smiled at his mother's Freudian slip, noticing for the first time that her nipples were hard and her eyes were glued to his cock. He was desperately trying to think of how to salvage the pictures, as his mother took a step toward him. Daniel's back was against the wall, literally and nowhere to run except the master bedroom. The light went on in his head as he thought that. If he could make the bathroom off of his parent's room and lock the door, he could e-mail the pictures to himself and then let his mother delete them.
