Does she shave her pussy or leave it naturelle?
Does she make her back passage available?
Does she engage with more than one guy at a time?
Hopefully, I’ll find out.
As I made my way down the stairs, I noticed the lights were on in the kitchen and the aroma of lentil soup getting stronger.
Did I forget the lights on?
What about the smell of lentil soup?
I walked into the kitchen………
“Mom?”
“Mom……… What are you doing here?”
She started to walk towards me and said, “Hi, hon.” She planted a kiss on my cheek and then went back to the kitchen bench.
“I hope I didn’t wake you. I found you fast asleep and I didn’t want to disturb you.
“Out partying last night?” she asked me.
My mind was answering her question, but my mouth was not moving. I couldn’t speak. I was in a state of shock.
“You OK, sweetie? You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.”
“N…… No, mom. Sorry. You just startled me. I wasn’t expecting to see you here. I thought you were at your work conference.” I forced myself to reply.
“It was a ‘seminar’, dear, not a conference. Come to think of it, is there a difference between a conference and a seminar?
“Anyways, yes, I was there, but I left a little early. Unfinished business back home.”
My mother is a structural engineer and is one of the senior engineers at her firm.
They specialize in the design and building of bridges.
She’s forever running from here to there, fixing problems with plans or construction.
She’s was probably called back to deal with a project mishap. Not unusual.
“Now, take a seat and we’ll have some dinner.
“I hope you’re hungry. I made us a hearty and healthy meal for tonight. Lentils, steamed veggies and dips.”
I sat down at the kitchen table.
When all the family is at home we sit in the dining room, but if there’s only a few for a meal, we use the kitchen table.
“Won’t be a second, dear,” she told me, “Just waiting for the vegetables.”
She had her back me.
I could not help it but to ogle at her body.
She was wearing a loose fitting sweat top and the Lycra leggings that she wears for yoga.
This is her typical comfort-home-wear. I have seen her in similar ensembles a thousand times and have never given it a second thought.
Today was a different matter.
The leggings revealed her shapely legs and her curvy buttocks.
I stared at her bum cheeks.
Nestled between those tight and well-rounded cheeks was her anal passage where my brother had the length of his cock inserted into.
It was only three days ago that Jason was fucking our mom’s arse and she was moaning with pleasure. I can still recall her face glowing with sexual satisfaction
.
I started to get hard.
I moved the chair closer to the table so she wouldn’t notice.
It was mentally challenging to believe that this sweet and dear woman, whom I have loved and have always turned to for help, nurture and advice, had been involved in so many sexual escapades as I had seen in the videos.