Oh Mom You Didn’t

Fbailey story number 677


Oh Mom You Didn’t


Dad sent us on vacation with our destination being a family reunion. He was going to work those two weeks but he would catch up with us at the reunion and then we would take another two weeks to get home.

The first week went well. We left San Diego and stopped in Las Vegas. From there we followed a southern swing up to Maine. On the way home we would follow a northern swing back to California.

As I said the first week went quite well. Mom and I stopped often to sightsee and to eat. All of our motels had swimming pools and Mom had a very nice selection of bikinis. She bought them to excite Dad on the way home but they certainly excited me on the way out. To save money we only got one room with two beds so I got to see more of Mom that I ever got to see of her at home.

Mom said that she always slept nude at home and I knew that. In fact I also slept nude at home and told her that. However, for the sake of modesty we both agreed to wear something to bed. In my case a pair of tight underpants hardly hid my erections but at my age I didn’t care. Oh by the way I was thirteen years old at the time and Mom was thirty-five.

She wore nightgowns to bed for the first four nights but when we got in the deep south and the temperatures climbed she started to wear negligées. They covered, but boy were then ever sexy.

Also as the temperature rose Mom started wearing less and less in the car and when we were out. Her bikinis were almost too much for her in the pool.

We were seven days into our trip and somewhere in Georgia when Mom came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her. She asked if I would mind if she turned the lights out and slept nude on top of the covers. She said that she would get under the sheet before morning. Of course I said that it would be all right and asked if I could sleep nude too. She giggled like a schoolgirl and said that my underwear wasn’t doing a very good job anyway.

So the lights went out, I heard her towel hit the floor, and I heard Mom get on the bed. Things were perfect…for a few minutes…and then my eyes adjusted to the darkness. There was just a hint of light coming in from above the curtains and from under the door. There were three smoke detectors with red lights. All of a sudden I could see pretty clearly. I looked over at Mom, her eyes were closed, and I think she was pretending to be asleep.

I watched her breasts raise and fall with her breathing. I saw her breasts try to stand up proudly. They were doing a pretty good job too. Her tummy was flat, even concave. I could see her hip bone sticking up and just a hint of pubic hair on her mound.