The warm water poured over me as I lathered my body with soap. It was morning which meant that mum would be out at work. Or so I thought. A loud knock brought me back into reality and I quickly switched off the water.
“Yeah?” I shouted.
“Are you going to be much longer?” It was mum. “I overslept and am going to be late for work.”
“I’ve only just got in,” I replied.
“Shit,” Came the response.
“Sorry. I could get out if you want?”
“No,” Mum answered. “That wouldn’t be fair to you. Would you mind if we shared a shower?”
The question struck me as odd. On the one hand I would happily help my mum out. She was a single parent (Dad had left when I was eight) who worked seven days a week to provide for her one and only child. On the other, I was extremely self-conscious about my body.
“I know it is weird to ask,” Mum continued. “But by the time you’re finished the water will be cold and I don’t want to be late.”
“Sure,” I shouted. “The door is unlocked.”
I heard the door swing open. Through the glass, I could see my mother. She was wearing the black dressing gown I had got her for Christmas and her blonde hair was the very definition of bed hair. She smiled at me before turning around and closing the door. The belt to the dressing gown fell to the floor and was swiftly followed by the rest of the gown. I averted my eyes out of respect but not before catching a glimpse of her firm ass.
The door to the shower clicked open and Mum stepped in.
“You’re a lifesaver,” She said.
“Don’t mention it,” I replied.
Mum grabbed a bottle of shower gel beside me. The bottle slipped onto the floor and slid between my legs.
“Would you mind?” She asked.
“Sure,” I replied.
Kneeling down, I picked up the gel and turned around to see my first full look of my mother’s naked body. She liked to work out every week so her body had a thin, athletic look to it. A few hairs stood around her mound. Her tits were big with light brown nipples. I was so impressed that I completely forgot I was gaping at her.
“Sorry,” I said meekly, handing over the bottle.
“Don’t be,” Mum replied. “Men will be men and part of that is to be awkward around women.”
I smiled. Thank God mum had a great sense of humour I thought.
“Besides,” She continued. “You don’t look so bad yourself.”
I was blown away. The day had gone from nought to sixty in a matter of minutes.
“Err thanks,” I mumbled.
‘No problem,” Mum said and smiled.
Popping the top of the bottle, she turned away and began to clean herself. My cock, as if deciding now was a good enough time as any to say hello, began to stir. Embarrassed, I turned my back to mum and tried desperately to make it go away.
“Alex?”
I froze in fear.
“Alex,” Mum repeated. “Is something wrong?”
“No,” I forced myself to say through chattering teeth.
“Alex. Turn around.”
“No,” I replied.
“Alex,” Mum said, her voice slightly raised. “Do as your mother tells you.”
I awkwardly turned around with my hands covering my shame. Mum moved forward and violently jerked my hands away.
“Mum,” I began.
“You got an erection,” She said. “So what? Did you think I would be mad?”
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