I shrieked and ran into the bathroom.
I saw the kids start to laugh.
When I got in the bathroom I stopped to catch my breath. My mind was racing. , The kids saw me in a T-shirt and no panties. I was so embarrassed, but something else, I was aroused. My nipples were hard, I was breathing heavily and I could feel the wetness between my legs.
Why was I excited? Was it being seen? Only my husband had seen me for twenty years. Then I wondered what they thought. Were they laughing at the naked old lady?
With these thoughts swirling through my mind I jumped in the shower. As I soaped myself the thought of being watched was at the forefront of my mind. I spent extra time on my nipples. They were hard. How would the boys react if they saw my nipples hard. I had fantasies before. Usually faceless men. They revolved around being checked out. Now it happened, with someone I knew.
My hand drifted further south. In the shower I found my pussy. I started rubbing it softly. Feeling the water against my clit.
I closed my eyes. The image came to me, me on the deck, taking off my clothes being watched. I started to moan. Next thing I hear is a knock on the door.
“I’m in here,” I shouted.
“Ok,” said Carlie. “I just heard some noise and wanted to make sure you were ok,” she said.
Oh my god, Carlie had caught me masturbating. You’d think that would have made me stop. No, it just fanned the flames. I increased my pressure, this time I was just quieter. Well, until I came. Then I let out a single, “Yes.”
I finished washing and realized I didn’t have any clothes. I wrapped a towel around me and went into the room to get clothes. I looked out the window. I didn’t see anyone. They could have gone for a walk. There was a camp style store about a half mile through the woods.
I dropped my towel and pulled a pair of little purple bikini panties out of the drawer. As I started to step into them Scott walked by the window. Our eyes met. I don’t know what came over me. I just pulled on my panties. He watched. After I pulled them on I turned to face him, tits exposed, and used my hand to wave him off. I wasn’t mad. In fact, the only reason I waved him off was because I thought I should. After all, he’d already seen everything.
He seemed to come out of his trance, he gave a quick, embarrassed wave and headed off.
As I continued to dress I couldn’t get the thought of Scott seeing me out of my head. I could feel it in my pussy. Tingling the whole time. I wondered what he’d say when I saw him.
I came out of my room. Scott was in the great room.
“Good morning,” I said as if nothing happened.
“I’m sorry mom.” He started.
I cut him off. “No big deal. Looks like privacy is going to be hard to come by up here,” I quipped.
“Yeah, guess so,” he mumbled.
I changed the conversation and asked where everyone was, they had taken the canoes out on the lake. I asked why he hadn’t gone and he told me he just didn’t feel like it.
Then he shocked me. “Mom, you’re beautiful,” he said. He must have seen my face because he immediately started to apologize, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”