But if the sight of my mother masturbating wasn’t hot enough, I was soon able to see trickles of fluids gushing out from between her legs as she squirted (and I couldn’t help but think of how glad I was that she was willing to pay top dollar for an expensive pair of high quality binoculars for me).
She quickly finished up, wiping herself with toilet paper, before pulling up her pants to head back to our campsite as if nothing was out of the ordinary. And when she came back, I tried my best to act casual as well.
The only thing I knew for sure was that I had to see more, and soon.
***
My mother wasn’t around the campsite when I woke up early the next morning. She wasn’t around our camp area, and she wasn’t around our designated bathroom area either.
I got up and looked for her. It didn’t take long for me to finally see my mother from afar; she was down the hill where the river was, crouched like she was the day before, masturbating on the shallow end of the water. I immediately became erect and grabbed my binoculars to watch her once again.
She was wearing only her t-shirt and was naked from the waist down like before as she pleasured herself. Her shorts were on the dry surface near the river, right next to her sandals. But before I could take out my erection to masturbate, she got out of the water, bare bottomed, and got dressed.
***
“You’re up early this morning,” she said as she came back to our little camping area, looking nervous and unsure if I saw her or not.
“Yeah, well I was so tired last night that I feel asleep once I hit the sack,” I replied.
She smiled, “Same with me. I woke up early and I needed a little fresh water to freshen up.”
“Well what you did down there really did look refreshing.”
Her jaw dropped. We both froze after realizing what I had just carelessly blurted out.
“So…you saw me?” my mother asked nervously.
“No. That’s not what I meant. I meant that you look refreshed after…”
“Just admit it,” she said sternly. “Did you see me? It’s starting to become obvious that you did.”
“Fine. I saw what you were doing down there.”
“Just what I needed,” she sighed sarcastically. “I can’t believe this is even happening right now. And just so you know, that wasn’t me doing what you saw.”
I tried to calm her down. “It’s okay mom. You don’t have to worry about me judging you for that. You’re a woman with needs, just like everyone else.”
“You don’t understand. It was me, but I wasn’t myself. I’m SURE that it’s the chemicals in the medication I’ve been taking that’s been affecting my hormone levels lately. That’s the only explanation for my hyperactive behavior these past twenty-four hours.”
My mother looked like she was in a state of deep-thought as she was saying this, as if she was having an epiphany speaking about her recent sexual behavior.
Now, it was finally time to take the risk. What did I have to lose? Both of us needed it.
“Well, do you need help at all?” I asked innocently.
“Excuse me? Did I hear that right?”
“I saw you yesterday behind the bushes as well, and you’re obviously suffering. And I’ve always had the feeling that you’ve wanted me to follow in your footsteps in the medical field, so why not learn from one of the best firsthand? Think of it as a lesson in human biology.”