Our relationship had moved through another frontier, and I wasn’t sure that either of us were now in control of it, it’d assumed a life of its own, and who knew were it would take us?
By this time, the shower had fogged up again, and my Mother was just a vague outline, so I went to my room, locked the door, and engaged in a bout of high level self abuse for the next hour. By the time I came out, both Mum and Dad had left.
We didn’t see each other for the rest of the day, as we were both out and about, but the events of the morning kept running through my mind again and again. Mum rang at six thirty to say that they were leaving to meet up with friends. At the same time she asked when I’d be home from the thirtieth. I told her that I had to be home by one a.m. as I was playing golf at ten thirty next morning. She seemed satisfied with that, said have a good night and hung up. There was no mention of this morning, maybe Dad was there.
Right on one a.m. I pulled into the garage, and was surprised to see that their car was already there. This must have been the first time ever that Dad had got home from anywhere by one, he was hard core where a party was concerned.
Quietly I moved past their room which was in total darkness, and went into the shower. I wondered if they were all right as they’d obviously been home for some time, and were now asleep.
After the shower, I wrapped the towel around me and went to my room. As I started to dry myself, I heard a noise behind me and turned around to see my mother standing there.
My mouth dropped, she looked so beautiful, she’d obviously taken a lot of time to present herself, was it for me? I hoped so.
Her make up was spot on, her hair the same, and she was wearing the most gorgeous Jade Green nightgown. When the light shone from the right quarter, it was totally transparent, everything was visible. But when she moved and the light came from another angle, the only things which were noticeable were the dark patches that were her nipples and pubic hair. It was far more arousing to see her like that than if she’d been totally naked.
I was stunned, I just stood there staring, my heart was hammering away, and I was totally unable to speak. I stared at her breasts with those big brown nipples, were they the best nipples I’d ever seen? I thought they just might have been.
Speechless, I sort of waved a hand at her, and then managed a vague, “the nightdress.”
“Like it?”
I was only capable of nodding.
“I bought it for you this morning.”
Again all I could manage was to nod, and then a feeble, “nice, thank you.”
Our eyes met, “I like what you’re wearing too.”
I was of course naked and my erection there for her to see, she moved towards me, took it in her hand and said, “it feels nice, just as nice as I thought it would. It’s been a few years since I’ve seen it, now this is the second time today, but it’s been worth the wait.”
As she’d moved, her gown had flowed along behind her; she looked regal and majestic. Her eyes were sparkling, she glowed from head to foot, and had an aura about her that I’d never seen in any woman before.
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