“Maybe. Think I’ll play a game, maybe Golden Eye, haven’t played that in a while.”
“There you go, kill some bad guys, save the hot chick.”
“Yeah, well, I always die in that too.”
“Okay, well take care.”
“Yeah. Uhm, thanks sis. You’re the best.”
“I know. Uhm, I love you baby bro.”
I shut down the computer and grabbed my controller. Turning on the PS3, I stood up and opened the window. The cool night air felt good. As I sat back down I could feel the breeze wafting over my skin and in no time I started to relax. Shelly had been right. I played the game for about an hour, and still no knock on the door. Things might not have turned out like I had hoped, but they weren’t as bad as I thought they were going to be either.
As my mind slowly calmed, I drifted off to sleep, my body emotionally drained.
I woke early, the sun just beginning to peak into my window. Climbing out of bed, I grabbed some shorts and threw them on. As I walked to the bathroom, I noticed mom’s door was hanging open slightly. Knowing better, I walked slowly to the door and glanced in. I was relieved to see mom’s bed empty. I turned around and headed to the bathroom, my mind already drawing up images of what I knew was coming. At some point mom was going to confront me. At some point all hell was going to break loose.
I had already opened the bathroom door when the sound of running water registered in my brain.
“Oops! Sorry.” I called out as I quickly pulled the door closed.
“It’s alright.” Mom called out from the shower. “I’m just a bit late getting going this morning. I’ll be out in a few minutes.”
“Don’t do it!” I thought, my hand still gripping the door handle. “She’ll kill you!”
My hand turned and the door crept open, just enough for me to gaze in. I gasped as I saw mom’s reflection in the mirror. She was standing in the shower, her silhouette clearly visible. She turned sideways, her ass brushing against the glass, changing the hazy view to a momentary clear view of her flesh. The glass was too opaque to allow any detail, but my mind filled in what my eyes couldn’t see.
Suddenly she reached up and shut off the water, then slid the door open and grabbed a towel, giving me a brief glimpse of her breasts. My mind screamed for me to run, but I just stood there staring as her nakedness came into full view. Her tits were even better than I had imagined, but the sight of her clean shaven pussy made me gasp out loud. Panicking, I dashed down the hall to my room.
“You’re an idiot!” I thought, as I closed the door to my room as quietly as possible.
She had to have heard me, and I knew she would be storming down the hallway any second. I waited quietly, trying to prepare for death. Minutes passed and nothing. I had just begun to relax, when there was a soft knock on my door. I waited, hoping it was my imagination. There was another knock, and the door opened.
“I’m not interrupting am I?” Mom said, as she stepped into the room.
Her hair was wrapped in a towel, and she was wearing her robe, the belt holding it snug against her body. Her nipples were clearly outlined even in the dark fabric. She closed the door, and stood there just looking at me. My mind went exactly where I didn’t want it to go, and I felt my cock beginning to harden.