Mary and her husband Tim had been sexually active all their married lives. They had managed to find a way to keep the excitement, the intensity and the joy in their sex lives. Both felt that this went a long way to keeping their marriage alive and healthy. Of course, the majority of their friends and neighbors did not share some of their views on sex. In point of fact, most of their “normal” friends would have shunned the couple had they known of just some of the things they had done in the past. They had been into swinging and dating with others for a majority of their married lives. Both understood the difference between “making love” – something they only did with each other and “fucking” – what they did with the others in their lives. They were grateful they not a alone in their views. Luckily, they knew a number of other individuals and couples who felt the same way and these friends helped Mary and Tim explore new avenues of sexual pleasure.
On the morning that this brand new adventure began, after Tim had left for work, Mary had taken a leisurely shower. She enjoyed the feeling of the hot water cascading over her body. Since their 19-year-old son, Mike, was home from college for the summer, Mary had not had the windows of the bathroom rattling with her favorite oldies music. Instead, she had been quiet in the hopes of giving Mike a chance to sleep as long as he desired. After her shower, she had stood in the bedroom, completely naked, admiring her body. No, she did not have the nubile body of a 20 year old. Her hips were a little wider than she would have liked, her legs were not as firm as they had once been, her tits sagged a little but she still looked awfully good. Tim had talked her into shaving her pussy some number of years ago and she enjoyed the cool feeling of a breeze on her bare pussy. All in all, she thought, not a bad looking broad. As she was looking in the mirror, she noticed the door to the bedroom was slight ajar and caught some movement in the corner of her eye. As she stared at the opening, she realized that Mike was staring at her.
“Damn,” she thought to herself, “what am I going to do?” One part of her wanted to run to the door screaming and ranting and she sensed this was the correct thing to do. Another part of her mind found it exciting to be the object of her son’s erotic interest. She was able to keep watching Mike surreptitiously and was pretty sure he was jacking off while looking at her – that must have been the movement she had seen. Standing there, she decided she was going to find out if she was correct about Mike and, for her own reasons, find out if she really enjoyed what was happening.
She reached down and cupped her breasts, lifting each of them and kissing her own nipples. She knew this really turned Tim on and so she often did it for him. She wondered if Mike would find it equally exciting. Then, with her thumb and forefingers, she tweaked her nipples, pulling them far out from her body, stretching them almost to the point of hurting and she enjoyed that sensation. Still holding her nipples, she jiggled her breasts. Then, as she continued to fondled one of her tits, she let one of her hands slip down her stomach and she began to caress her pussy. She could see Mike still watching and she wondered how much longer he would watch. The fact that Mike was masturbating while watching her excited her even more. As she spread her pussy lips and touched her clit, she heard a very faint groan from the hallway. She looked in the mirror and could no longer see Mike. “Had he has shot his load,” she wondered. She reached down, retrieved her terry cloth robe, put it on and walked toward the hallway.
As she stepped into the hallway she glanced down at Mike’s door and saw it in the final stages of closing. At her feet, were the unmistakable signs of Mike’s cum – a little puddle of whitish fluid and splashes on the carpeting. “So,” she thought to herself, “I can still have quite an effect on young men.” As she walked into the kitchen, she smiled and then thought she had better discuss these new events with Tim when he got home. Shortly after she started cooking pancakes, Mike walked in to the kitchen acting as though nothing had happened. “Want some breakfast honey?”
Mike looked at his mom, “Sure, that would be great.”
“Any thing exciting going on in your life,” she asked, wondering if he would mention the events that had just happened.
“Nah, not a lot.”
She looked at him and noticed that he was nervous and that made her smile to herself.
“Do you have any plans for today?”
“Skip and I were going to the mall just to kind of hang out and see what we can see.”
“Sounds exciting. Please make sure you are home for dinner no later than 6 tonight, okay?”
“Sure mom, no problem.”
The rest of breakfast passed with only occasional bits of conversation about school, sports and the like. Mary found herself wondering what Mike looked like when he was completely naked and she felt her pussy beginning to get wet. She knew as soon as he left, she would be going back to the bedroom and frig herself to a good orgasm.
That evening, after dinner, Mike and Skip again went out on the town. Mary and Tim cleaned up – giving their son a break from the routine of “I cook it, you clean it.”
It was a nice night outside so they took their evening drinks and went out on the screened in porch. After sitting quietly for a few moments, Mary looked over at time, “Tim, I remember you telling me how you spied on your step mom when she was bathing. Do you remember how it made you feel?”
“What do you mean, how it made me feel?”
“Well, did it turn you on?”
“God yes, I loved looking at her and then, well, you know the story from there. Why do you ask?”
“Cause Mike is doing it to me!” she replied emphatically.
“Yeah? Wow, I mean, well, uh, what do you think we should do about it?”
“I don’t know, I have been thinking about that all day. I hope you won’t get upset but I have to admit, it does make me hot to know that he is looking. I am not sure it is right, but it really had me hot all day long.”
“How much has he seen?”
“Well, today is the first day I really knew he was there. I kind of paraded around the bedroom naked, fondled my tits and sucked them they way you like me to do and I caressed my pussy. I didn’t masturbate or anything, but I did give him a good show. What do you think of me?”
“Babe, I think you did fine, I mean, I really think it was okay to do what you did. Do you know if he was jacking off?”
“Yeah, when I walked out of the bedroom, there was a fresh puddle of cum on the floor and since you had been gone for a while, I knew it wasn’t yours so it had to be Mike’s”
“Wow, I am not sure what to say, I mean, I completely understand what is going on in his mind.”
