“Now as for you being naked in front of me I don’t want you to get all stressed up about this because trust me I’ve seen it all before, I know that it’s going to be embarrassing for you having me help you go to take a shower but I’m afraid that it can’t be helped. There’s no other way around this.”Sheer terror started to get hold of me as mom continued
“The thing is that when I help you take a shower you know I’m gunna have to touch you between your legs don’t ya?” I ummed to acknowledge her, unable to speak. “And when I do, I’m gunna have to touch the end of ya cock, especially when I have to clean under ya foreskin!” After taking a gulp of air I said
“Yes mom!”
Mom then put one of her hands up to my face and put the palm on my cheek to comfort me then
said
“Look!, I’m not naive and know what’ll happen when I do this especially as I’m naked also so don’t get upset or feel that you’re doing something wrong when you get a hard-on in front of me, at the end of the day it’s one of those things and a normal reaction of your body and I won’t be offended in the slightest bit.” “So when we shower together I want you to relax and not get embarrassed, upset or feel ashamed ok?”
Feeling stunned at the way mom casually talked about this subject and mom’s language regarding saying the words cock and hard on I slowly became more at ease from mom’s words of encouragement. I nodded in reply, then mom trying to break the tension in the air chuckled loudly while tapping my knee with her finger and said,
“Besides if you feel uncomfortable about being naked in front of me just remember what happened to me when you was 11, to say I was mortified would be an understatement.” Mom smiled devilishly at me and then said “let’s just say it’ll make us equal in the naked stakes!”
Mom was right, I had seen her naked before. Around 3 years earlier I came downstairs one school night after waking up and entered the front room to find my dad watching TV while standing in front of the fireplace. After doing a double take dad said
“What brings you down here?, can’t sleep?”
After nodding my head in agreement dad told me to relax and make myself a drink. I then sat down in dad’s chair which was just behind the door while I watched the last half of News at Ten. After finishing off the last of his cig dad said
“I’m glad you’re here to be honest, it means I can go to bed without waiting for her, you couldn’t do me a favour could you?”
“What’s that?” I asked
“Leave it until around quarter to 11 and bang on the bathroom door to wake ya’ mom up, you know what she’s like for sleeping in the bath.”
Dad was right, mom was terrible when she got into her bath, she used to have it red hot then fall asleep, despite a shower being installed a couple of years earlier and if dad didn’t wake her up she’d be in their all night.
“Yes dad” I replied as dad exited the room and went to bed.
As I said earlier we lived in a 3 bedroom house that had a ground floor bathroom with a toilet and as a consequence meant that if anyone was having a bath you’d have to wait until they’d finished to go on the toilet. As I was continuing to watch TV with the time getting near to when dad had asked me to wake up I heard the sloshing of water and the plug being pulled in the bathroom as mom surprisingly had woke up. Sorted! I thought to myself as I then knew I didn’t need to wake mom up. After much fumbling about I heard the bathroom door open and the chord to the light being pulled to turn it off and then the sound of mom walking towards the door to the front room.