My Mom_(0)

Fbailey story number 234


My Mom


When I hit puberty and my thirteenth birthday, I started jerking off every night to visions of my mother. I had seen her in her bikini at the beach and even in her bra and panties around the house lots of times. Mom was not a prude by any means. I have seen dad slip his hands up under her blouse to play with her tits and up under her skirt to play with her pussy too. Once I could see into her bedroom as she dropped her bath towel to the floor and put on her robe. I could only see her backside but I really enjoyed looking at her ass.

I envisioned my mother every night as I jerked off before falling asleep.

Shortly after I turned fourteen years old I played hooky from school. I stayed around the house and hid in the garage. I peeked in the windows and tried to catch a glimpse of my mother. I was hoping to catch her naked or in her underwear or even just a panty shot.

When a strange car pulled into the driveway I watched the garage door go up, the car drive in, and then the door close behind it. I stayed in the bushes and hid as mom and the stranger came out of the garage and walked quickly into the house together. Mom was giggling like a little girl and the stranger had his hand on her ass.

I looked in the window as mom took the man up the stairs toward her bedroom. I went to the front door and it was locked. I went to the backdoor and it was locked too. So I lifted up the welcome mat, unlocked the backdoor with the key that we keep there, and then put it back. I slipped in and locked the door again. Next I snuck upstairs as quietly as I could, listening as I went. Mom’s bedroom door was closed so I just sat there and listened.

I heard mom ask, “So where did you send him this time.”

The man replied, “To our plant in Springfield to pick up a package for me. He should be gone for several hours.”

Then mom asked, “So what did you have in mind?”

The man said, “Well I was picturing you on top with your nice big tits flopping around and my cock in your ass.”

Mom countered with, “How about in my cunt instead?”

The man said, “I really had my heart set on your ass.”

Mom replied, “Will it mean a promotion and a raise for my husband?”

The man said, “It could.”

Mom asked, “How much?”

The man replied, “That depends on how well you perform.”

Mom said, “You better mean it.”

To which the man replied, “Don’t I always?”

I couldn’t see what was going on but I could imagine it as I continued to listen.