Mom takes a Plunge with Son in the Hot Tub

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“I’m glad you didn’t cut this.” She let her fingers draw to the ends of his jaw length curls. “Are you growing a beard too?”

“Well it’s all the go now and it’s a lot easier than dragging a razor over at 7am.”

“It’s nice.” She rubbed the back of her hand over the half inch of hair, loving the feeling of the softening stubble. “I had better give you some peace to finish off.”

She had become aware that her nipples were tightening. Must be the cooling damp she told herself reassuringly. The outline of her erect breast tips were clearly defined, his eyes were transfixed.

“You don’t need to go.” Without thinking, he brought his hand to her breast passing a thumb over the hard point. “Please, stay.”

His thickness shifted, and stayed at an awkward sideways angle to his body as he cupped her breast weight it straightened some more and began to rise. His thumb traced the shape of the hard tip of her breast. The back of his other hand lightly brushed her tight belly, an almost reassuring instinct. A slight flush of colour rose in her neckline and her teeth parted to reveal a prone tongue. Taking a ragged inhalation of breath she closed her eyes, melting momentarily into the sensations that were awakening.

“We shouldn’t.” She put her hands out and reluctantly removed his.

He caught both her hands and raised them above her head, pressing them and her back to the marble wall. “Shhh.”

Claiming her lips in an open kiss, teasing her tongue with his own, waiting until he felt her relax and she began to respond before releasing her hands. As soon as her arms were freed, she buried her fingers in his hair gripping just a little too tightly. With one foot planted firmly to the floor, she raised the other leg around the backs of his thighs, pulling him even closer. His penis tip pressed firmly to the soft fabric covering her belly from the pressing of her leg on his thighs, sensation fizzed through him like an electric shock of desire as he was letting go of his control. And letting desire overtake him. The kiss was deep and long and neither wanted to stop and risk breaking the spell. She pulled from his embrace and she looked at him from under her fringe.

“Let’s try the hot tub. It’s a good place to let the stress go free.” She reached into the hot press and pulled out a white robe. “Take this, it’s a family heirloom now. Let me see it on you.”

He put it on and left it hang open. She approached him and taking the belt in both hands went to tie it up.

“Let’s cover that up for a bit.” She smiled the sweetest smile and made for the door.

Taking her robe off the hook on the back of the door and carrying it on her arm. He was glad now that he had turned the tub on earlier. It should be at perfect temperature by now, he thought, pushing his hands down in the pockets of his father’s robe. In the kitchen, she stopped. Taking two glasses from the cupboard and pouring wine from the open bottle on the counter. Handing him one with a slightly trembling hand.

“I opened this to go with dinner, but now seems a good time.”

He accepted the offered glass and took a large sip, she mirrored his action. He led the way through the back door to the patio. The air was cool, a clear sky with the silver globe of the moon casting light onto the steaming water of the tub. Putting their glasses on the ledge of the deep pool, He gently kissed her lips before removing his robe, laying it over a garden chair and climbing in beneath the blanket of hot water. He gently moved to the far side of the hot tub, turned and sat on the seat, He watched as she placed her robe on his, drop the straps of her dress and remove it confidently, she approached the edge of the tub.

“Temperature ok in there? I hope it works ok now.” She asked.

“You will have to get in to find out.” His reply came with a little wink.

The camisole was dispensed with. After a slight delay and look towards him she finally removed the panties. They momentarily held in the gusset and she released and dropped them to the ground. She used a band on her arm to tie up her hair in a well- practiced move. With a fully open neck he could now see the beautiful curves of this great woman. He did not take his eyes off her as she climbed in.

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