She raised her eyebrows, “You know, if you ever plan on switching majors, you should try law. You have some mouth on you.”
“Thanks I guess. But I’m being serious here. You’re starting to look exhausted from everything you’ve been going through, and I’m sure you need someone to look after you. So since it’s just us here, I wouldn’t mind providing assistance for whatever you need.”
She paused and gave me that ‘motherly look,’ just staring at me, thinking, and giving me an expression as if she wanted to scold me.
“I suppose it would be a lot better than having to run up and down that damn hill for my privacy,” she said reluctantly. “Both of my hands are starting to get sore as well. And this technically is a medical emergency on my part.”
“Does that mean you need my help?” I asked to be sure.
She gave another long pause, “As long as you PROMISE to be mature about this, and that this will be our secret.”
“Of course mom, I promise.”
“Good. Because I’m starting to feel that burning sensation between my legs and I may need assistance. Wait here a second…”
I held in my excitement as my mother went inside her tent and came out with a fresh towel. She unfolded it and spread it across the ground.
“Remember, you promise to be mature about this, right?” she asked sharply.
“You know I’m always mature about these things.”
“And I also expect this to remain confidential between us, and that you’ll NEVER ask for this again outside of this camping trip. This is STRICTLY for medical reasons as it relates to my health.”
“Mom, you know that I would never do anything that would ever embarrass you to anyone,” I replied in a reassuring manner. “And you can count on me to be professional about this. We’re both scientists remember?”
My eyes looked down at her bare feet as she stepped out of her sandals. Her face remained expressionless as she began to unbutton her shorts, and with one pull of her hands, she bent down to remove her shorts and her panties at the same time. She was completely bare from the waist down, and my eyes marveled at her mature legs, which were nicely toned, and her cleanly shaven crotch.
“God, you look really se-…I mean, you look like you’re in great shape mom,” I told her.
“Thanks. It’s from years of running and cycling. But that’s not the issue here. Come on, I literally need a hand right now.”
She laid down on the towel and she spread her legs apart. I bent down and immediately became rock hard at the sight of her engorged clitoris, just above her light brown labia which were glistening from her fluids.
“Jeez mom, your clit is throbbing right now. And you’re really really wet. I’ve never seen anything like this before.”
“Now you understand why I couldn’t turn down your offer to help,” she said in a desperate tone. “Now start rubbing it. I’m sure you’ve done this before. But if doing this for your mother is too awkward for you, just look away and pretend I’m someone else if that makes it any easier.”
I put my hand on the mound of her vagina and the tip of my finger on her clit. “It’s okay. I actually like the thought of doing this to my own mom. It’s more fun that way.”