My story
I couldn't wait for mom to get home. She'd gone to Cuba for two weeks with her new boyfriend. The house needed a good cleaning from top to bottom, she told me. If I did a good job I'd be rewarded.
Mom is in her fifties, very petite, all the right curves in all the right places. She loves to keep a perfect tan. She works retail and she's on her feet all day. I try to do my part to help out anyway I can. I work retail as well and any money I make goes to pay for groceries and a couple of the small bills.
I always take mom out once a month for a simple but nice dinner. I know she appreciates it. Really, it's as much for my benefit as hers. It gives her a chance to wear some of her nice clothes and it gives me a chance to see her in them. One of the tops she wears has a plunging neck line, it shows off her near perfect breast and the tan I know she's very proud of.
On more than one occasion she's caught me looking. I'll start to blush but she never embarrasses me.
She'll say things like, "I'd be worried if you didn't look" or "you're going to see more than you bargained for one day."
Around the house she's usually in relax mode wearing a house coat. A few times, luckily for me, I've caught a glimpse of her pussy. On our movie nights for instance she'll sit at her end of the sofa and there would be some 'exposure' when she wiggles into her comfy spot. To my surprise her beautiful tanned pussy has been shaved smooth and I've even seen her large pussy lips before she's managed to adjust herself.
It was bitter sweet for me when she started dating recently. Her boyfriend of only a few months asked if she wanted to go to Cuba. I knew that it would only be a matter of time before they would be moving in together. At twenty years old my time living alone with my mother was coming to an end.
Mom was trying on some clothes and things that she had purchased for their trip. A very tiny yellow bikini was my highlight.
She asked how it looked on her, all I could get past the lump in my throat was "you look amazing."
To that she turned to me and said, "you're not just saying that, are you?"
"Mom," I said, "he's lucky to have you and this little swimsuit only shows how beautiful you are on the outside, I know you are even more beautiful on the inside."
She said "that was the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me, now stop staring, I've got to get changed."
I went back to my room, my cock was so hard it was starting to hurt. I closed the door and lay back on my bed and started to stroke my cock. All I could think of was her beautiful ass and the tan that never ended. I wish I could say that I kept stroking and stroking, thinking of moms sweet little ass and shaved pussy, or her long fingernails that could pinch me or stoke my cock.
To be honest I only lasted a few minutes before cum started shooting from my cock. I've always liked the taste of my cum, so if any ran down across my fingers I would swirl my tongue around my fingers to get that warm salty taste. "Thank you mom," was something I always whispered to myself.
Even though it was obvious to me how hot she was, I didn't think she had suspected how turned on I was getting around her. When she said 'I'd be rewarded' when she got back from her trip, I suspected that she may have something special in mind.
The house was cleaned and my anticipation was boiling over. Her boyfriend dropped her at the front door and drove off.
I gave mom a huge hug when she walked in. Her tan had deepened and her hair was lighter.
"You look great, Mom."
