Lewis answered and I began to explain everything that had happened with mom. I told him that she seemed reluctant to go into modelling but at the same time I felt that she wasn't completely against the idea either.
I asked him if he could give me more details about this amateur producer that he mentioned briefly a few months ago.
"Yeah Brian, his name's Shorty. I don't really know his full name but I met him through a friend at university who takes the same photography major as me."
"Did you send him the pictures that you took of mom a few months ago?" I asked.
There was a moment's pause at the other end of the line. Lewis became unusually quiet and wasn't saying anything.
"Well did you?" I repeated.
"Not quite, I sort of passed them around the boys taking the same photography major as me. Sorry bro, I know I should have asked but I couldn't help it."
The situation started to make sense now. No wonder every time mom went out, she was getting attention from other men especially younger men who were probably knew Lewis.
I wasn't annoyed by this either in fact it actually gave me a hard on thinking about it. The thought of all those men lusting over my own mom was a turn on.
"Alright cool man, are you going to pass them over to Shorty then Lew?"
"I can't now because the thing with these producers is that they want material that they can sell or publish on websites. If he knew that a lot of people have already seen your mom's pictures then he won't be interested."
"But that's why she'd go into modelling, so he can take new ones of her Lew?"
He sighed.
"To get noticed or even tempt these producers to take her serious, I'll need some new pictures or even a video or two Brian."
Then it struck me. I knew at home mom tended to be more open in the way that she'd dress. She'd always in the mornings come down in her robe with no lingerie on underneath.
That's how she tended to sleep at night too. You'd tend to catch glimpses of the top of her breasts and lower ass cheeks when she'd make the smallest movement.
"I think I know what to do Lew, leave it to me."
After which I ended the call and began to think about what I'd do. I decided that I'd borrow Lew's camera that he used for his degree and hide it in mom's room.
With any luck I could probably get to record her in her robe or even naked. This would probably work but the problem was doing it without being caught.
Part of me knew also that this wasn't going to be a good idea at the same time. Mom didn't agree to this and she'd probably flip at the thought of me doing this behind her back.
But I couldn't resist the temptation that was there in my mind. After contemplating the idea further, I decided that on Monday I'd carry this through.
With an interview scheduled on for that morning I decided to get up extra early so that I could set up the camera that I borrowed off Lewis.
So at 7:30am on that Monday whilst mom was in the shower I carefully went into her room and placed the camera behind one of the clothes racks in her walk in wardrobe.
Figuring that mom would come into her wardrobe after her shower to get changed, I couldn't think of another better place to record.
Moving the clothes that she hadn't worn for years, Lewis's camera snugly fitted in between her jeans and jumpers. With the camera being black, I covered it with her dark jumpers on one of the shelves behind a rack.
After carefully setting up the camera I made my way downstairs to quickly grab some breakfast before setting off.
A few moments later I could hear mom's footsteps as she came downstairs and into the kitchen. The sight of her after her shower made my jaw drop and my cock incredibly hard.
With her jet black hair down and wet, she walked into the kitchen in a light blue shirt that she'd wear when out in the office or when attending a meeting.
