Mom had finally arrived. Seeing her departing the plane in this desolate South American airport brought back a familiar stirring. When my work brought me here years ago, I began formulating plans to get my mother here on a vacation. Making our way through the crowds and arriving at my pickup truck, I realized how lucky I was that she decided to make the trip.
As we drove along the dust filled roads taking the long route heading toward my apartment, I glanced at my mother who was busy checking out the sights. As I hit each hole in the road, mom's skirt would climb up her legs just a little bit more. With the sun shining as bright as it was, her legs were gleaming as I could see up to her stocking tops. With her concentrating on the surroundings, I focused on mom's ample chest and could see she was still well developed. For a sixty year old woman, I was amazed how well preserved my mother kept herself. As with her legs parting each time we went over a bump in the road, I could see by the jiggle of her breasts that she was wearing a bra under her white blouse.
Arriving at my apartment, I walked to her side of the pickup holding the door open for her where I had the perfect view of watching her skirt slide up her thighs to just below her panties as she started to exit the truck. Momentarily, her skirt caught on the seat latch resulting in her skirt up around her hips offering me an unobstructed view of her legs, thighs, and panties. As she was hanging on the edge of the seat her feet not yet touching the pavement, I reached out to help loosen her skirt. As I was pulling her skirt hem from the handle, I could feel the back of my hand rubbing against mom's leg just below her stocking top.
As she struggled to keep from falling and ripping the skirt, she had to lift her legs forcing her thighs harder against my hand. In order to get a free feel, I took hold mom's upper thigh and pulled her leg toward me and up which not only loosened the skirt material, but also let me see the triangle of panties between her parted thighs. Now on the ground and somewhat embarrassed, my mom gathered her belongings and we went into my apartment not saying a word.
As I showed my mother around the apartment, I got to check her body out without her knowing. She was wearing light brown high heels, a tight tan skirt with the hem several inches above her knees as she stood, of course by looking at her legs you could tell she was wearing nylon colored stockings and a short sleeved button down white blouse that accentuated her breasts. Done with the tour of my modest apartment, she proceeded to sit on the couch. With those less than sturdy cushions, as mom sat down she fell backwards causing her legs to open giving me a brief peek under her skirt. Finally catching her weight and moving herself forward with her knees still apart, she caught me looking. Her response was – "Son"! I didn't know what to say.
I could feel my face turn red. As she pressed her legs together and angled her body away from me, she looked at me and said, "I'm your mother. You shouldn't be looking there." Not knowing why I did it, I stood up in front of her and asked her what she wanted to drink. As I was standing there, I could feel my cock hardening as I stood looking down at her nylon covered thighs. She said a coke would be fine. Thinking now is as good as time as any, I added the special stimulant powder to mom's drink just to see what would happen. When I bought the powder from the jungle tribesman, I was assured that the person taking it would be easily stimulated and unknowingly controlled through suggestions.
Going back into the living room, I saw my mother had her head laying on the back of the couch with her eyes closed. Without saying a word, I sat on the chair across from her. With her head laid back, it forced her breasts slightly forward. Letting my gaze move down mom's body, I noticed her legs had come apart slightly. I could see up under her skirt now stretched across her upper thighs. Looking up her skirt, I could see her thighs above the stocking tops and the triangle of white panties between her legs. Seconds later, mom stirred and woke up from her very short nap. Without even knowing it, she had closed her legs none the wiser.
