After having a fall, my mother Margaret asked if I would stay with her for a few days to help her with her recovery. She couldn't drive her car and needed to be driven to and from the doctors' appointments, and would also need help around her two bedroom unit.
My wife Debbie suggested that would be a good idea if I stayed overnight with my mother as she now lived alone ever since my dad had died a few years ago. The first night was pretty normal; we ate our takeaway dinner and chatted away like we were getting reacquainted as we watched television. She told me she was going to bed and I asked if she needed help to change into her night dress, she told me she would be fine and would take some painkillers to get a good night's sleep.
Before going to bed I decided to check on my mother and I opened her bedroom door and looked inside, she was lying in bed with her bed sheets lying on the floor. Her breast and nipple were visible from under her night dress, I moved closer to the bed and staring at her half naked body for several minutes before covering her with the bed sheets.
My mother at age 54 still had the body of a much younger looking woman, with her shoulder brown hair and brown eyes that sparkled, along with her C-cup breasts and slim figure. I had grown up admiring her and often fantasized about my mom as most teenage boys do. Knowing that my friends often had the hots for her as well, made me proud of having her as my mother.
I still remember the times I would see her in the bath, she would call for me to bring her a glass of cold water and as I entered the bathroom, I would see her breasts and nipples floating on the water. I would stare at her breasts as they rose and fell with each breath she took as she drank the glass of water. I loved watching her trying to sit up in the bath and would usually get to see her bald slit. She would hand me the empty glass and I would leave the bathroom and go into my room and masturbating at what I had just seen.
Now here I was at 36 thinking back to those early memories of seeing my mother's naked body. I tried to fall asleep in the next room but just tossed and turned, I wanted to see her naked again and thought about going back into her bedroom and removing the bed sheets and looking at her again. I finally decided to masturbate which always made it much easier for me to fall asleep.
In the morning I heard my mom yell out. "Jeff are you awake? Can you give me some help please?"
"Mom, what do you need me to do?" I asked.
"I'm having trouble having my shower; can you hold onto me and stop me from falling?" Mom asked.
Throwing on my bathrobe I walked into the bathroom and saw mom standing under the shower topless and wearing only her panties. She was holding onto the handrail with her good hand.
"I nearly slipped over, I need you to hold me steady as I wash myself." she said.
"Mom do you mind if I remove my bathrobe and join you into the shower?" I asked.
After, a minute she said. "I guess that will be alright... if you don't mind seeing your old mother topless."
"Mom you're not old and it will be safer if I'm in the shower with you." I told her.
I took of my robe and joined her under the shower and held onto her waist from behind to keep her steady. I looked in the mirror at her washing her breasts and my cock started to become hard.
"Wash my back for me, as I hold onto the handrail." She told me.
I soaped up my hands and rubbed all over her shoulders and back and let my fingers come close enough to brush over the sides of her breasts, I looked in the mirror at my mother's breasts and watched as her nipples grew bigger as my fingers brushed the sides of her breasts several times.
"I better remove your panties." I told her.
Not waiting for her to respond or protest I quickly slid her panties down to her ankles, after she stepped out of them; I began to wash each of her small ass cheeks and gave them a squeeze feeling how soft they were. When I started to wash between the cheeks of her ass, mom moved her legs apart. I soaped up my hand and fingers and ran my finger over her asshole and heard her gasp. I began drawing circles with my finger around her asshole and heard her let out a soft moan as I pushed my finger harder against her asshole.
"OK I think I can hop out now." Mom told me
I turned off the water and helped her step out of the shower to face me, it was then that she saw my hard cock; she stared at my cock as I picked up a towel and began to dry her body. After all these years I saw her pussy again, it looked nothing like the last time I had seen it, now it was a hairy bush. I rubbed the towel over each of her now sagging breasts giving each one a squeeze and then I started rubbing her pussy with the towel.
Her hand came down and took the towel of me and said. "I can do that by myself, thank you Jeff."
I watched her ass wobbled as she walked naked back to her bedroom.
I yelled out to her. "I'm going to have my shower, and then I will get us some breakfast."
In the shower I jacked off and shot several large loads of cum against the shower screen, after I had finished showering and had cleaned the shower screen of my cum , I stepped out of the shower and looked for a towel.
"Mom, where are the towels?" I yelled.
