No sooner than than I got my hard on to subside did I run into mom in the hallway. Literally. We bumped into each other and fell down, mom's blue terry cloth robe falling open, exposing her taut body completely to my view and I felt my dick twitch at the sight of her well-rounded tits capped with dusty pink nipples. Erect nipples, to be exact. To make matters worse, my eyes were forced down her body to drink in the sight of her neatly trimmed, thick chestnut brown bush and the pink ribbon of her lips below it. My tongue involuntarily wet my lips and my dick was half-hard in my pajama pants as I collected myself. I held my hand out for her and she took it, not bothering to gather her robe around herself. I pulled her to her feet and she leaned against the wall. It was then that I smelled the alcohol on her breath and an aura of cheap rum surrounding her.
"Enjoy the show?" she said, with a drunken grin on her face. She swayed her hips as she folded her robe closed around her waist, spinning the loose ends of the sash like a burlesque dancer. My dick twitched in my pants again, and it drew my mother's eyes down to it. She released a short giggle before covering her mouth to stifle it, not bothering to tie her robe and it opened slightly to show a sliver of her sexy body.
'So this is what my sister will look like in 16 years,' I caught myself thinking.
"! Are you perving on your mother?" she giggled again.
"Uh, no ma'am," I responded, lying of course.
"Well that's good, because I have a question for you, honey. You really need to be honest with me, too," she said, leaning heavily on me, her watery, red eyes looking into mine with a hint of mischief twinkling under the drunken haze they were swimming in. |