Mom sat there briefly, wiping the water away from her brow.
“To settle your curiosity, no the sex isn’t great. I am looking for something in a man, and I haven’t found it.” She advised.
I looked at her, smiling wide.
“So you’re into that freaky stuff? Don’t worry me to.” I responded.
Again, another rush of water flew at me due to mom slapping water in my direction.
“Chase, you better watch yourself. I’m going to bust your ass.” She shouted.
I continued laughing, this was too much fun.
“Better watch out, I’ll bust your ass!” I exclaimed.
Mom laughed briefly, looking in the other direction. I stared at her, waiting for her to change the subject. She then looked back at me, I could tell she was stirring in her mind.
“Chase, you wouldn’t know what to do if my ass was plopped in front of you”. She giggled.
“Hey, I like the Fifty-Shades series. I’m no amateur.” I responded.
Mom laughed at the response, I joined in with her. This awkward yet enjoyable conversation was going surprisingly well.
“You know… Well never mind.” She said.
No way I was going to allow this conversation to trail off.
“No, continue with your statement. You have my full attention.” I exclaimed.
Mom looked at me for a second, then looking the other direction. I wasn’t sure what she was pondering, but I was dying to know. Finally, she responded.
“Way back when, your father knew how to spank an ass. I guess that’s where I developed an interest. You’ll understand one day, spankings aren’t that bad when you get older.”
I started to feel my cock tighten up, I was actually getting an erection from talking with my mother.
“Woah, nothing like a story of your mom getting her ass spanked.” I joked.
Mom laughed at me, she then walked up the pool stairs and out of the pool. I watched her walk up the stairs, her bikini bottoms had climbed up her ass a bit. Mom had a nice ass, it wasn’t fat by any means, but she had plenty to fill her jeans.
Mom looked back at me as she walked out of the pool. I watched her go to her chair near the pool and grab her towel. She dried herself off quickly and then walked towards the back door. I felt like this was a sign, I followed her inside.
I grabbed my towel on the way and did a quick drying off, mom would have busted my ass for real if I got the kitchen wet. I walked inside the back door and saw mom getting a water out of the fridge. She was bent over, I stared at her ass, the bikini bottoms were stretched to the max trying to contain her ass.
She walked away from the fridge and froze in the hallway near the kitchen/living room. I was behind her, attempting to walk to my bedroom. She looked back at me over her left shoulder, she knew I was right behind her. She curled her lip and stared at me.
“Hit me.” She stated.
I stood there, not exactly sure what she meant.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Slap my ass with your hand, do it now.”
I didn’t waste any time, I dropped my towel and quickly slapped her ass with my right hand. It was a quick and sharp slap of my hand, landing in the center of her ass. I felt the residual water slap off the bikini bottom as my hand slapped her ass.