In my mind I was swearing profusely, and imagined that she must be embarrassed for me. She smiled at me gently, with her breasts still moving about, and told me that she had decided to spend the day at home, enjoying the pool and the sun.
“Oh… Nice… Good idea mom.” I replied, mumbling.
“Wanna join me on the patio?” she asked, still smiling
“Er, sure mom, give me a few minutes to change.”
“Ok.” she said, before turning around to walk towards the back door. When her arms moved down from her head, her bun now securely clasped in place, she grabbed the bottom of her suit, pulled the material away from her ass and released it in a loud clapping sound. My eyes were glued to the flesh of her ass and she added “Come whenever you like, I’m planning on staying wet all day long.”
My jaw fell when I heard her. Obviously she didn’t mean what my filthy mind heard, but my imagination was already working overtime. Cum? Staying wet? Alone in my room, naked with my cock fully hard pointing forward and up, I tried to focus. My dad was at work and my brother at camp. The sun was already out and this would be a glorious day. All I had to do was get rid of that erection.
I could have masturbated, my mood much better despite my earlier frustration, but then again I didn’t want to spend that sexual energy so fast. I tried my best to focus on other things, like sports and the fact that I didn’t have a girlfriend, or that my days on the patio with my mom would probably be the highlights of my summers. Well, that wasn’t so… Stop it! Sports! Dead things! Puking!
I ended up laughing, but eventually managed to drive my erection down. I eased into my swim trunks, very glad that the speedo fad was gone. I grabbed my sunglasses and laptop and made my way outside. I spent the next hour surfing on a wave of pleasure, looking at my mom, talking with her, enjoying her presence and body as she moved around and as she lay on the patio to sunbathe. Damn! Even on her back, even with a one piece swimsuit, her breasts looked huge! When she got up after 20 minutes, my erection was back.
“Hey, Lew! Wanna join me in the pool?” she asked, walking down the ladder, her breasts heaving with each step.
“Nah, maybe later.”
“Oh come on!”
“Soon!” I said, knowing I couldn’t get up right now.
“Lew? Could you put your laptop on the table for a minute?” she asked, her face straight.
“What? Why?”
“Just do it.”
When I did, she grinning and threw water at me, drenching me completely. All the while laughing in the process, of course. The shock, the second one today, made me react before I could think. “Oh you little…” I stood up and ran to the pool, jumping over her, grabbing her hair clasp. I fell in the water with it in my hand, and burst upwards with a grin. “You damned rascal!” my mother cried.
She didn’t like to get her hair wet in the pool, as she claimed that the chlorine messed with them. But now they were free, tumbling down over her shoulder. I loved my mother’s hair, always had. She had thick locks, with only a trace of curls here and there. Now loose and already wet from her shower, her hair was falling down in the water, all heavy and dark. It only made her look sexier. And angrier.