As soon as Sam stepped inside his house, he felt a wave of exhaustion hit him hard. The long day, filled with classes and assignments, drained him to the core. Despite his raging desire to relax, his mom's unexpected offer to join her in a bath caught him off guard.
"Come on, Sam. You look so tired. A warm bath will do you good," his mom, Lisa, said with a persuasive tone.
Sam blushed, unsure of how to respond. He had never shared a bath with his mother before, and the idea of sitting naked with her was both thrilling and terrifying.
As if sensing his apprehension, Lisa added, "It's not like I'm suggesting anything illegal. We're family, and there's nothing wrong with a mother caring for her son."
Sam nodded in acceptance, his heart pounding louder with each passing second. He followed his mother to the bathroom and observed her filling the tub with warm water. The steamy air and the sweet aroma of lavender oil infused his senses.
Without any hesitation, Lisa began to undress, pulling her blouse over her head and undoing her bra. Sam couldn't help but stare at her modest breasts, incredibly perky for her age, their curves and soft flesh calling to him.
She stepped out of her loose sweatpants, and then her panties, revealing a dark bush. Sam told himself that this was normal, his mind repeating his mother's words: "We're family."
However, that did not seem to prevent him from imagining what was to be found just below that hairy pubic area.
As she got into the tub, Sam tried to keep his eyes on her face, but his gaze kept drifting down to her naked body. Lisa noticed his stares and smiled warmly at him, encouraging him to join her in the water.
Sam felt his heart racing as he slowly undressed, his fingers trembling as he took off his clothes. He tried to keep his eyes on the floor, but it was impossible to ignore the way his mother's body looked under the water.
Once he was fully naked, Sam climbed into the bath with Lisa, feeling the hot water instantly soothing his aching muscles. Lisa scooted closer to him, her thigh brushing against his. Sam felt his heart rate spike, but Lisa just chuckled, her hand reaching out to stroke his cheek.
"Relax, Sam. We're just taking a bath," she said softly, her eyes locked on his.
As they relaxed in the warm water, Sam began to let his guard down. He couldn't remember the last time he felt this relaxed and comfortable around someone, let alone his own mother. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the tub, feeling Lisa's hand on his shoulder.
"Sam, I know this might seem weird to you, but I just want you to know that you can always confide in me. Anything that's bothering you, anything that's weighing on your mind, you can always come to me for help," Lisa said, her voice soft and reassuring.
Sam felt a wave of emotion wash over him. He had never been this vulnerable with anyone before, but something about being naked with his mother made him feel closer to her than ever. He turned his head to look at her, their eyes meeting.
"Thank you, Mom. That means a lot to me," Sam said, smiling at his mother.
Lisa leaned in and hugged her son, feeling his naked body against hers.