I experienced car trouble one afternoon, which forced me to leave my car at a service station. Luckily one of the attendants was nice enough to drive me home. Of course the fact that I was wearing a short tennis skirt may have had something to do with it, but I've never been afraid to use my good looks to get what I need.
I'm a thirty-four year old single mother and I have a great body thanks to my job at the Health and Fitness Club. Most of my time is spent watching the front counter and washing towels, but I'm permitted to exercise while I'm at work, too. The job doesn't pay much, but I'm able to afford a nice trailer home.
Since I was home early and my car wasn't out front, my eighteen-year-old daughter, Tami, must have thought nobody was home. I was in my bedroom when my daughter entered the trailer followed by two boys from her high school class. Both of the boys are also eighteen-years-old. My bedroom door was open just enough for me to watch what my daughter was doing.
Tami is five-foot-two with a slender body and perky breasts. She has dark hair, a cute face and a bubbly personality, so boys are always showing an interest in her. I'm five-foot-four, but our faces look remarkably alike. My breasts are a little bigger, but otherwise we look more like sisters than mother and daughter.
One of the boys kissed my daughter and the other one tried to touch her breasts. However, Tami was able to push them away. She told them that boys weren't allowed in the house while she was home alone. Unfortunately for Tami, the boys wouldn't take no for an answer and started ganging up on her. They were poking Tami and tickling her, and then they somehow managed to get her T-shirt up over her head. I was going to step in, but my daughter was laughing as if she enjoyed the attention so I waited to see what would happen next.
My daughter was in her blue jeans and bra as she again asked the boys to leave. I should have thrown them out, but they were some mighty fine looking young boys! They had bulges in the front of their jeans and I was somewhat curious as to what the boys were packing in their pants.
One of the boys begged, "Tami, if you show us your panties, we'll leave."
Tami replied, "Do you promise?"
The boys both promised, so my daughter agreed to pull down her pants. I was amazed that my daughter would be so gullible, but she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, and then she worked them down her legs. Tami finally slipped her pants off and stood before the boys wearing only her bra, panties and little white socks. She was blushing as the boys carefully surveyed her young tight body.
Finally Tami said, "Okay boys, you've seen enough. Now it's time for you to go."
However, the boys had other ideas. They chased my daughter down the hallway and one of the boys was able to grab my daughter's little underpants in back and yank them down. She was able to scurry into the bathroom and close the door, but not before the boys got a good look at her bare behind.
When the boys found that Tami had locked the bathroom door, they called out that they were leaving and said goodbye. However, they merely opened and closed the front door and then the boys raced into Tami's bedroom. The teenaged boys thought it would be funny to strip naked and hide in her closet, so they removed all of their clothes and kicked them under my daughter's bed.
I was amazed at the beautiful packages the young boys possessed! They were long and thick. I felt like running out and wrapping my soft hands around them, but I was able to control myself. The boys also had bulging biceps and six-pack abs, which I hadn't seen on the forty-year-old guys that I'd been dating lately.
My juices were beginning to flow, so I had to find a way to get into the game. After the naked boys were hidden away in Tami's closet, I sneaked into the living room and opened the front door. I acted as though I was just coming home from work.
I knocked on the bathroom door and said, "Hi Tami. What are you doing?"
The bathroom door opened and my daughter glanced out with a surprised look on her face.
She stammered, "Um, hi mom. I was just about to take a bath. What are you doing home so early?"
I said, "The damn car broke down."
Tami nervously asked, "Did you see any boys when you came in?"
I said, "Of course not. You know better than to have boys in the house when I'm not home."
Tami said, "Yeah, right. Well, I'll take my bath now."
I said, "Okay, but don't use up all the hot water. I want to take a shower when you're done."
Tami said, "Aw mom. You know how I like to relax in the tub. In fact, I want to get a magazine to read while I'm in there."
My daughter stepped out of the bathroom and I followed her as she headed into her bedroom. There was an issue of Rolling Stone and an issue of Glamour lying on her bed.
Then my daughter reached behind her back and I asked, "What are you doing?"
She gave me a puzzled look and replied, "Taking my bra off."
Knowing that the boys were watching Tami from inside her closed, I said, "Shouldn't you take your underwear off in the bathroom?"
As my daughter slipped off her bra, she asked, "Why? This is my bedroom. What's the big deal?"
I couldn't answer her. All I could do was watch as she unknowingly bared her breasts to the young boys. Tami's boobies aren't very big, but they're full and firm, and her puffy pink nipples looked so tender and cute as she innocently displayed them to the two boys hiding in her closet. Then my teenaged daughter bent over and pulled down her panties. Tami's beautiful bare butt was facing the closet as she took her time deciding which magazine to read.
She finally selected the Rolling Stone magazine and said, "Okay, I'm ready to take my bath now."
I said, "Go right ahead...and take your time. I'll just take my clothes off and wait until you're finished. Do you mind if I read the Glamour Magazine that's laying on your bed?"
My daughter replied, "Sure, whatever."
Then my naked daughter went into the bathroom and closed the door. I deliberately stayed in my daughter's bedroom, knowing full well that the teenaged boys were watching my every move. As I stood facing the closet doors, I casually unzipped my tennis top and pulled it off. Then I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra. I slowly slid the bra-straps down my arms before finally allowing the bra to fall away from my full firm breasts.
The two closet doors were partially open, giving the boys a gap from which to peek through. I stood to the side of the closet doors and pretended to admire my breasts in the mirror on the wall. First I pushed my boobs together, and then I gently caressed my ripe melons before pinching and pulling on my nipples.
Once my nipples were erect, I stood sideways to the mirror. This positioned my bare boobies directly in front of the closet doors. I remained there for a minute or two, giving the boys a good look at my exposed breasts. I knew it was wrong for me to tease the young boys, but once I got started I couldn't stop. The thought of two teenaged boys admiring my bare breasts gave me goose bumps. However, I kept my composure and continued with the striptease show.
Next I turned so that I faced away from the closet doors, and then I unzipped my tennis skirt in back. Ever so slowly I eased the skirt down my hips and pushed it to the floor. I was now naked except for my little white panties.
I calmly turned all the way around in front of the mirror so I could see myself from every angle. This of course allowed the boys to observe me from every angle, too. Then I started to get a little nervous because my reflection in the mirror reminded me of how skimpy my panties were.
The fabric of my panties was so thin that my dark pussy hair was visible in front. The panties were riding so low on my hips that a little bit of my butt crack was hanging out above the waistband. Fortunately I work out every day so I had a nice firm butt to show the boys. However, I was still feeling a little apprehensive because I was beginning to wonder if I'd pushed it too far. Then I decided that since I'd gone this far, I might as well go all the way, so I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my panties and prepared to push them down.
Suddenly, I overheard one of the boys mumble, "Oh man, do you see that? She's gonna take her panties off!"
The other boy whispered, "I got eyes. Now shut up before she hears you."
Finding out that the boys were enjoying my striptease act extinguished my feelings of nervousness. The realization that two eighteen-year-old boys were actually admiring my thirty-four-year-old body made me feel proud. I reached between my legs and touched the thin material of my little undies. Sensing how nice and wet my panties were merely confirmed that this act of exhibitionism was really turning me on!
I wanted to rub my pussy, but I knew I'd have to wait a little longer. Once again hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my panties and slowly pushed them down my legs. I could hear some commotion in the closet as I stepped out of my panties and flaunted my bare body right in front of the closet doors. My round firm breasts and neatly trimmed brunette bush were now totally exposed to the teenaged boys. The excitement of two young boys staring at my bare body sent chills up and down my spine.
I was still a little nervous about the ramifications of what I was doing, but the sexual tension building inside my body forced me to push it even further. Besides, as far as the boys knew, I was just taking my clothes off inside of my own house. They didn't know that I was aware of their presence in the room.
While still pretending to admire myself in the mirror, I turned around several times to give the boys a look at my nude figure from every possible angle. Then I laid back on the bed and started reading the magazine. The closet doors were at the foot of the bed, so I casually spread my legs as I thumbed through the magazine. This gave the boys an unobstructed view of my hairy triangle.