My Son, Tim, was home for summer after his first year away at college. I was glad to have him home. As a stay at home mom the days could get quite boring. He brought with him a mountain of laundry that needed to be washed and I was busying myself with that as he slept in on his first day home. As I folded the first load of laundry I could hear the shower running and knew Tim was finally awake.
I thought I would put Tim’s clean clothes away while he was in the shower and so entered his room carrying the laundry basket. I must not have been paying attention because once inside his room I didn’t hear the shower and Tim was standing in front of me completely naked towel drying his hair. I was a bit flustered but not too much so to notice what a good-looking man my son had grown into – and what a terrific body. I have always enjoyed looking at men’s bodies and my son was quite a specimen. Lean but well muscled.
“Oh I’m sorry Tim, I was just going to put your clothes away.” I said.
Tim was startled but recovered quickly and said “Hi Mom, thanks for doing my laundry, we can put them in the dresser here.”
He stood in front of the dresser and mirror combing his hair. I was standing behind and just to the side of my son and had a perfect view of his tight rear end and, in the mirror, his large penis hanging between his legs. After finishing his hair he moved to open the top drawer of the dresser and helped me put away clothes. He seemed perfectly at ease being naked in front of me and I glanced at his impressive penis as I bent to put clothing into the drawer. Tim continued to make small talk as though nothing were out of the ordinary.
He picked up a pair of jeans from the bed and slid them on as he faced me – no underwear; I wondered when Tim had stopped wearing underwear. Pulling them up over his hips his penis dangled from the fly. My son paused a moment like this before tucking his penis into has pants and zipping the fly. It was almost as though he was giving me the opportunity to see his penis – was my son exposing himself to me? He finished dressing and said he had some errands to run but that he would be home for lunch and we could talk some more then. After Tim left I was in a bit of a daze thinking about his body and how comfortable he had been nude in front of me.
The next few days passed normally. Although I did find myself stealing glances at him in his tight jeans and t-shirts as I mentally pictured his naked body. Things changed the next morning when I was having a leisurely cup of coffee and reading the paper at the kitchen table as Tim came in from a run. He opened the refrigerator and got a bottle of water and sat down at the table with me and took a few sips from the bottle.
“Well, I better go shower.” Tim informed me.
He left the room. A minute of so later I looked up from my paper to see Tim entering the kitchen naked. I could do nothing but stare as my son walked toward me with his penis swinging from side to side.
He said, “Forgot my water bottle.” as he picked it up off the table.
He turned and walked out of the kitchen affording me a great view of his muscular butt. This time I definitely had to take care of the dampness between my legs and went to my bedroom to masturbate. I fantasized about Tim’s body and what it would be like to have sex with him. His naked body was definitely turning me on. It also made me wonder just how far he would go. How far would I go? I wondered what he would do if he caught glimpses of me naked. The more I thought about it the more the idea appealed to me. I exercise every day and look quite good for a woman approaching 40 years old. I decided I would take the opportunity to let my son see some of me as well.
