Retirement with Mom

Retired with Mom.

It was early summer and I had taken my last exam as a sixteen year old boy that morning. Deciding not to celebrate with my friends at the pub close to school I headed off home, walked straight through the large house I shared with my mom and jumped straight in to the outdoor pool where I thrashed around wildly to relieve the stress. As it was early summer, and even though I was still fully clothed it got cold quite quickly, so I swapped pools and headed indoors.
Mom was the owner of a local internet distribution business and often worked till the evening before making her way home where I normally prepared our evening meal. I was an only child, and I never knew my dad. Due to the fact that is was still early afternoon, I stripped off naked before relaxing in the warmer waters indoors. It didn’t take long, and after around half an hour of laying against the pool wall, I headed for the shower. The house had a large family sized shower room off the indoor pool which was handy for getting the smell of chlorine off you.
After a good rinse I realised that there were no towels near by, so I shook and scraped what water I could from my body and short-cropped mousy-brown hair before heading for my room. Mom always said I looked like a soldier with my crew-cut and good physique, but I had the time and the facilities in her mansion, so I used them to work out.
I was confident that I still had the house to myself when I padded across the hall floor and started up the stairs when I suddenly realised that mom was idly making her way down. She was wearing a yellow bikini and a pair of large sunglasses. Her long black hair was tied back and she was reading the back of a book as she absent-mindedly wandered down. She looked stunning. Not a bad catch for a mid-thirties woman. She had given birth to me at a young age, and while I lived with my grandparents, she went out to college and worked hard to be where she was today. She didn’t like to expose herself too much in public and would barely swim with me in the pool. Even when she did, she wore a one piece suit which covered her very modestly. Now her long, slender legs, toned and taut torso and graceful neck were almost on top of me. And I was naked!
“Mom!” I gasped as I realised my predicament and quickly moved my hands to my groin. “What are you doing here?” She was definitely lost in her thoughts, ‘cos it took her a while to realise her surroundings before she made a start. She was only a couple of steps up from me, but her 5’8 frame easily towered down on me. Her free hand went to her mouth to cover her surprise and then up to her sunglasses which she casually lifted and I could see her taking in the scene.