Lewis answered and I began to explain everything that had happened with mom. I told him that she seemed reluctant to go into modelling but at the same time I felt that she wasn't completely against the idea either.
I asked him if he could give me more details about this amateur producer that he mentioned briefly a few months ago.
"Yeah Brian, his name's Shorty. I don't really know his full name but I met him through a friend at university who takes the same photography major as me."
"Did you send him the pictures that you took of mom a few months ago?" I asked.
There was a moment's pause at the other end of the line. Lewis became unusually quiet and wasn't saying anything.
"Well did you?" I repeated.
"Not quite, I sort of passed them around the boys taking the same photography major as me. Sorry bro, I know I should have asked but I couldn't help it."
The situation started to make sense now. No wonder every time mom went out, she was getting attention from other men especially younger men who were probably knew Lewis.
I wasn't annoyed by this either in fact it actually gave me a hard on thinking about it. The thought of all those men lusting over my own mom was a turn on.
"Alright cool man, are you going to pass them over to Shorty then Lew?"
"I can't now because the thing with these producers is that they want material that they can sell or publish on websites. If he knew that a lot of people have already seen your mom's pictures then he won't be interested."
"But that's why she'd go into modelling, so he can take new ones of her Lew?"
He sighed.
"To get noticed or even tempt these producers to take her serious, I'll need some new pictures or even a video or two Brian."
Then it struck me. I knew at home mom tended to be more open in the way that she'd dress. She'd always in the mornings come down in her robe with no lingerie on underneath.
That's how she tended to sleep at night too. You'd tend to catch glimpses of the top of her breasts and lower ass cheeks when she'd make the smallest movement.
"I think I know what to do Lew, leave it to me."
After which I ended the call and began to think about what I'd do. I decided that I'd borrow Lew's camera that he used for his degree and hide it in mom's room.
With any luck I could probably get to record her in her robe or even naked. This would probably work but the problem was doing it without being caught.
Part of me knew also that this wasn't going to be a good idea at the same time. Mom didn't agree to this and she'd probably flip at the thought of me doing this behind her back.
But I couldn't resist the temptation that was there in my mind. After contemplating the idea further, I decided that on Monday I'd carry this through.
With an interview scheduled on for that morning I decided to get up extra early so that I could set up the camera that I borrowed off Lewis.
So at 7:30am on that Monday whilst mom was in the shower I carefully went into her room and placed the camera behind one of the clothes racks in her walk in wardrobe.
Figuring that mom would come into her wardrobe after her shower to get changed, I couldn't think of another better place to record.
Moving the clothes that she hadn't worn for years, Lewis's camera snugly fitted in between her jeans and jumpers. With the camera being black, I covered it with her dark jumpers on one of the shelves behind a rack.
After carefully setting up the camera I made my way downstairs to quickly grab some breakfast before setting off.
A few moments later I could hear mom's footsteps as she came downstairs and into the kitchen. The sight of her after her shower made my jaw drop and my cock incredibly hard.
With her jet black hair down and wet, she walked into the kitchen in a light blue shirt that she'd wear when out in the office or when attending a meeting.
She wasn't wearing anything on the bottom except a short thong and had stretched the shirt so that it half heartedly covered the top of her ass. Her round ass was fully exposed at the bottom as both her cheeks hung out.
Her hourglass body shape meant that the bottom of the shirt curved tightly around her ass and tits.
As she walked over to the kitchen work top, I couldn't help but notice that she was wearing a mini-black thong which was barely visible. Both her ass cheeks engulfed her thong and with it being dental-floss thin, it was struggling to contain her cheeks.
The buttons at the top of her shirt were slightly undone but not too far to allow me to see her tits or bust but the fact that she was still wet and dripping from her shower made her look so horny.
Every time mom bent down or tilted herself to the side to grab some cups and plates her shirt would just pull upwards from the bottom exposing more of her ass.
As my cock continued to harden, I couldn't help but let out some sexual tension that had been building.
"Wow mom, nice ass."
She immediately turned back around to face me and at the same time tried to pull her shirt back down more.
"Brian, I'm your mother don't be so rude and distasteful. You shouldn't be saying shit like that, what would your father think?"
"Then why dress like that when you know I'm here?" I asked.
Mom's cheeks began to go red as she started to blush and smile. She tilted her head downwards as she looked down at her body from the front.
"I know it's a bit short but I just got out of the shower, can't I be free in my own house?"
She continued to smile but tried desperately to cover it by turning back around and keeping her back towards me.
"Don't worry mom, I know you know as well as others that you're still attractive. Did you get the chance to think about what we were talking about on Saturday?"
"I can't believe we're having this discussion again. Don't you feel any shame speaking to me about stuff like that Brian?" She asked.
