Mom discovers new self with family and son’s friends

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He seemed to come out of his trance, he gave a quick, embarrassed wave and headed off.

As I continued to dress I couldn’t get the thought of Scott seeing me out of my head. I could feel it in my pussy. Tingling the whole time. I wondered what he’d say when I saw him.

I came out of my room. Scott was in the great room.

“Good morning,” I said as if nothing happened.

“I’m sorry mom.” He started.

I cut him off. “No big deal. Looks like privacy is going to be hard to come by up here,” I quipped.

“Yeah, guess so,” he mumbled.

I changed the conversation and asked where everyone was, they had taken the canoes out on the lake. I asked why he hadn’t gone and he told me he just didn’t feel like it.

Then he shocked me. “Mom, you’re beautiful,” he said. He must have seen my face because he immediately started to apologize, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”

I interrupted him. “It’s ok,” I said. “Thank you for the compliment. At my age you’re never sure how you’ve held up.” I continued, this is where the line started to cross. I said, “your dad’s the only person who’s seen me naked, so it’s nice to have a second opinion,”

He looked kind of relieved, but I felt he still was uncomfortable. I decided to tease him a bit.

“I guess a hot guy like you has seen lots of girls naked,” I teased.

“Umm, not a lot,” he responded.

“Well, how did I compare?” I asked.

He looked at me.

“No really,” I repeated, “how did I compare to all those young bodies you’ve seen?”

Scott saw that I was serious. “You are beautiful,” he said.

“Details Scott, details,” I pushed.

He shifted a little in his seat. “Ummm. You have great legs,” he kind of mumbled.

“Really?” I replied. I moved my legs out from under the table to where he could see them. “You really think they’re great? You’re my son, you don’t want to hurt my feelings.”

No really,” he insisted. “In fact all my frien…..” he trailed off.

“All your friends what?” I asked.

He hesitated.

“No really honey, I want to know,” I insisted.

“My friends think you’re hot,” he kind of mumbled.

“That’s so sweet,” I said. “I thought all their attention was on Carlie.”

“Well, they think she’s hot too.” He said. “But they talk about you more.” Then again he looked like he thought he’d said too much.

I wanted to reassure him. “How do you feel about them saying that?”

“Well. At first it embarrassed me, but after a while I realized they were right,” he admitted.

I wanted him to feel good about this conversation. “Well. I think that’s sweet,” I said. “In fact, I don’t mind if you tell them I think it’s sweet.”

The conversation switched to other subjects.

Eventually the kids came back with the canoes. Scott went down to the beach to hang with them. I stayed on the deck. After a while I noticed all the guys, including Carlie turned to look at me. Then started talking, they looked at me again.

I was sitting in a lounge chair. I decided to give them a little to look at. I bent my legs and pointed my toes a bit, just to give them a good look. I realized I liked the feeling of being looked at. I wondered if my panties were showing.

Jim joined me on the deck.

“Did you know that Scott’s friends think I’m attractive?” I asked.

“Well, they never said anything to me, but from the way they looked at you I assumed that much,” he answered.

“Even Scott said he thinks I’m pretty,” I told him.

“Well, Scott is male,” he answered. Then he added, “Don’t you ever see how men look at you?”

“What do you mean,” I asked.

“Men look at you like they want you. You’re beautiful,” he replied.

I took a few minutes to process this.

“How does that make you feel?” I asked.

“I love it when they think my wife is beautiful. Sometimes, I want to stand up and show you off and say, ‘isn’t she amazing?'”

“Show me off?” I asked.

“Well you know what I mean,” he said trying to dodge the question.

“No tell me,” I insisted. “You’ve never told me this before.”

“Well,” he started out tentatively. “Sometimes I wish you’d wear a sexier bathing suit so men could really see how perfect you are and envy me.”

“I could do that, if you wanted. I replied. “You’d like me more on display?”

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