Family Business: Son comes up with a scheme to help his mother

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“Ohwuh,” she groaned and attempted to look over her shoulder at her own back. Her open discomfort afforded me the ability to stare at her with impunity, concerned for her nature. Again she groaned and I thought it best to help out.

“What’s wrong?” I enquired, attempting to sound disinterested.

“I, I don’t know, it’s. Ouch!” She complained as she lowered one of the straps of her bra off her shoulder. “Something’s pricking me,” she added. “Can you have a look?”

‘Can I have a look?’ I scoffed. It was all I’d been doing for the last few minutes but I rose from the table and approached her from behind.

The pair of cargo shorts I’d thrown on were doing a pretty good job of hiding my hard-on and as I stood behind her I imagined pressing my groin to her ass. Wrapping my arms around her, cupping her breasts. Sliding a hand down the front of her leggings as I kissed her neck.

She once more looked over her shoulder as I raised trembling hands to her back.

“It’s just,” she began as I touched her bra, sliding a finger between her skin and the silky material where I assumed was the issue. “Yeah there,” she added as I noticed goosebumps appear on her arms.

I felt the plastic tie immediately, could even see it poking through the seam and wondered how in fact she’d missed it? Pulling it out, I held it up to her as she turned to face me.

“Well there’s your problem,” I stated looking in her eyes. “You left part of the tag.” I dared not look down but I didn’t need to to notice the change, the nipples I’d peeked at for the last five minutes now standing dramatically to attention.

“Oh, how did I miss that?” She posed the same question I’d wondered and relieved me of the plastic. “My hero,” she leaned forward and unexpectedly kissed me on the cheek, her body so close I felt one of the much discussed nipples press my chest.

The direct catalyst, the contact had an immediate effect on my cock, twitching uncontrollably behind my shorts as if a sentient being, letting both of us know of its presence. ‘I’ could see it as Mom drew back, I would be amazed if she hadn’t, but thankfully she made no sign of acknowledgement, possibly to save me embarrassment. There was an awkward one or two seconds before I thought of a way to depart the scene.

“So I guess I’ll go have a shower,” I stated, quick to turn my body from her though regretful I no longer stared at her breasts.

I grabbed my phone from the table and made to leave as I saw her place the plastic tag in the bin.

“Enjoy it,” Mom remarked as I was half way across the room. “Hope I didn’t use up all the hot water,” she added as if reminding me she as well had just been naked. I turned my head to smile and for the briefest of milliseconds thought I saw her eyes on my groin.

I’m not ashamed to admit I beat off in the shower.

*

Getting stuck in traffic due to a sinkhole or something a few blocks from our house, meant Mom was home before me for once that week and I learned had been for half the day. Surprising that she hadn’t removed her ‘uniform’ though, which even though she was now wearing underwear beneath was still a beautiful sight to behold.

“How were the other shoes?” I asked as she strolled around the kitchen preparing dinner in her heels.

“Better,” she acknowledged.

“Oh so no more foot rubs. Good,” I lied, laughing.

“Hey I didn’t say that,” she smiled and approached. “Look at you Mr. Stuff-shirt businessman.” She tugged at my tie before loosening it and placing a hand upon my chest. It for a moment felt like we were a married couple and it took everything to not lean in and kiss her. “Why don’t you go and get changed, dinner’s in ten.”

I wanted to smack her bottom playfully as she turned away to get back to the meal, my hand almost in the process of moving to do so. However showing amazing restraint I controlled myself, satisfied by admiring her ass as I left the room.

“Was today any better?” I asked when I returned to the kitchen.

“Apart from the limited hours and the fact I was on back to back waxing all morning,” she replied sarcastically. “Yeah it was great.”

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