“Great, Mom. We’ll find something to do.”
The rest of the night flew by. Before I drifted off to sleep I chuckled as I knew Ethel was the reason Mom’s assignment was delayed.
*****
Mom rushed us through breakfast Sunday morning. When we finished, she ordered, “Go put on your running shorts. We need to practice.”
“Practice? For what, Mom?”
“The contest, of course. With a little bit of work, we can get back in the game. Meet me in the living room after you change clothes.”
Mom was sitting on the floor, knees crossed. Her skirt rode up on her upper legs with six inches of her lower thighs on display. This could be a problem with my shaft waking up.
“Lie down and put this on.” She handed me a sleeping mask. At least with her legs out of sight, my hardening dilemma might be solved.
Before I could ask what we were doing, she ran her hands over my calves. Her fingers periodically closed around my hair as she did during the contest. Exclaiming, “It was you in the room. I was the one who almost got us kicked out. We can’t let that happen again. Remain still while I memorize your upper legs.”
Her fingers soothingly caressed my thighs, nearing my bulging shorts. Her soft hands sensually stroked my tense muscles. If my tented shorts weren’t giving away my excited state, I’m sure my rapid breathing would.
Removing her hands, I felt her lying beside me. “Okay, it’s your turn. Touch my calves and try to find anything to aid in identification.”
Feeling my way around her body, my hands caressed her lower legs. My mask slipped and with a gentle nudge, I was able to peek out the top. She was wearing her mask. At least she couldn’t observe my bulging prick. Not wanting to get caught, I stole a quick glance at Mom’s bare legs before I shifted my blindfold back in place.
After running my hands over her calves and familiarizing myself with her knees, I ventured higher. She didn’t stop me, so I continued to caress her flesh. Her breaths were rapid as I stroked her upper leg. Reaching her thigh, I lingered on her firm flesh, squeezing and groping her succulent flesh. Her muscle tightened, which I held and massaged.
She gasped, “Could you feel the difference in my leg when I tightened it? I’ll do it when we’re in the test so you’ll know it’s me. I only hope she chooses you to be with me, or I may give away our code if one of the other males are selected.”
“Mom, your thighs are creamy smooth and firm. I won’t have a problem detecting if it’s you. None of the others can come close to your sexy body.”
Gripping my hand, she moved it away and sat up. We pulled off our masks and gazed at each other’s flushed face. She broke the silence. “Get dressed. We have an hour to quiz each other on likes and dislikes before we attend the event today.”
Mom grilled me until we departed. Ethel greeted us, knowing we’d show up. Of course, she did, she arranged it. As soon as everyone was assigned to the other rooms, I was led to the observation room. Aunt Lexi was the first to be led into the bedroom. When Ethel entered the room I was in, she smiled and said, “Your aunt will be the first of three women today.”
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