We ate inside, but didn’t change out of our suits. It felt like mom was dropping quite a few things on her cleavage as we ate, bringing attention to it and forcing her to touch her breasts. Yet other than that, she didn’t give me any indication that something odd was going on. I was aware that my hormones and imagination were powerful enough and were most likely tinting everything she did with sex. It had been a strange morning with her, and while I couldn’t explain everything using coincidences and accidents, I certainly wasn’t inclined to think that she was doing that to seduce me.
But that soon changed. After lunch, mom grabbed her own laptop and I could see that she was chatting with one of her friends. Judith, judging by her face. Judith was one of mom’s best friends and was really funny. They chatted for a little while and then mom got up, announced that she had a few quick errands to run and left. She put a short skirt and thin camisole over her bikini and somehow it made her look even sexier. Alone in the house, I smiled: I was hard again. Part of my my mind told me that I should masturbate right now and take the edge off. I was really keyed-up, and for some unexplained reason, so was my mom. If I didn’t get rid of that lust, it could lead to dangerous “accidents”…
I loaded up my favourite porn video site and searched for Jodi West, who made a lot of videos of staged mother-son incest. Everybody knew they were fake, unless Jodi really had about 20 different “sons”, but it worked nonetheless. My plan was to watch that for a while, then finish myself off watching my own video of my mother. Soon I was jerking off, watching Jodi “accidentally” getting stuck half-way in and out of a window as her “son” walked behind her.
It was one of my favourites. I felt the first surge of pleasure as he touched her short skirt, but suddenly decided to stop. Closing the video, I looked down at my aching cock and thought “What if dangerous accidents did happen today? It’s not as if I was forcing myself upon her this morning. Mom was in a fey mood, and I would not be the one stopping… stopping anything that could happen.”
I got up and went to her laptop. From time to time, when I was alone in the house, I searched it in case she ever left nude photos of her poorly hidden. Dad was a photography buff, had a decent camera, and I’m convinced they did it at least once. But I never found anything. I now had a video of her, but why not get pictures as well? Ten minutes later, I hadn’t found anything. Damn! On the other hand, curiosity had the better of me and I loaded up her messaging app. I quickly found her conversation with Judith, and in a matter of seconds my entire life changed.
My mother was trying to seduce me. She was trying to have sex with me. I couldn’t believe what I was reading! At first they made references to earlier conversations, but alas my mother had thought to erase them. All I had was one from this morning, very early, and the last quick one. I was floored as I began reading the one from this morning. In it, mom told her friend that she had the entire day alone with me, and that she was going to try harder than ever to have sex with me.