She was naked from the waist down.
I gulped. “Mom, you’re…”
“Bottomless? It’s part of the process, isn’t it?”
There was a calmness in her demeanor. My mother was a true professional. Any other time, she would have been furious if I saw her bottomless. But for work, she seemed okay with it.
Seeing her pussy had put me in a trance. As someone who loves mature women, she simply looked awesome.
I stared for a moment.
“Well?” she asked, snapping me out of the trance. “See something you like?”
“Sorry.”
“We need to get started soon,” she reminded.
“Right. Um…lay on the bed.”
“Great idea. Hang on a moment.”
My mother put the vibrator on the bed, then turned and walked swiftly to her bathroom. That’s when I saw her naked ass, which looked full, round, and begging to be squeezed.
She came back with a towel, which she spread neatly across her bed. Then she laid on the bed, on top of her towel. Her legs were pressed tightly together. Her pubic hairs looked nice and neat. Her feet were pointed up in the air.
I stood in awe of what was happening.
“Are you having trouble concentrating?” she asked light-heartedly.
It was then that I fully understood how far my mother was ready to go with this. She was totally serious about everything.
“Are you sure you want me to do this?”
“I wouldn’t have removed my bottom if I wasn’t sure,” she replied, like it was so obvious.
“How far do you want me to go?” I asked nervously. “I mean, how much do you expect me to do?”
My mother spread her legs. Her light brown labia was visible. So was the inside of her pink pussy.
“How far do you think?” she asked, with her pussy exposed.
I gulped. “Okay.’
“Now let’s get this over with. I need to wake up early tomorrow.”
I approached my mother, who was laying on the bed with her legs open. The closer I came to her, the more I saw her pussy. It looked so ready and inviting. I was almost afraid that I might have an erection at any moment. (And from my own mother of all people)
She swiftly closed her legs.
“Anything wrong?” I asked.
“Remember, this is only for tonight, for work purposes only, and this is our secret. Understood?”
“Of course I understand.”
“Good,” she replied.
With that, she spread her legs wide open again. I saw her pussy up close when I got on the bed. It looked beautiful. Just the way a mature pussy should look.
There was a slight glistening which showed her arousal. I wondered what made her so aroused. Maybe it was the fact that she was about to have an advanced vibrator used on her. Or maybe it was the fact that her own son was doing this to her. Maybe both.
It was an incredibly taboo moment.
“Can I touch you?” I asked bluntly.
“If that’s part of the process, then do it.”
It was an unequivocal approval. Out of pure curiosity, I reached forward to touch my mother’s pussy. She kept looking up at the ceiling. Her face didn’t flinch as I rubbed her outer labia. Maybe she was just embarrassed about the whole thing. Or she didn’t want to show her pleasure for whatever reason.
When I touched her clitoris, her body slightly flinched. Her lips tightened. There was no doubt she was aroused. But she continued to fight it.