I am a 41 year old mom of two. I would say I am a typical mother in her 40's, not ugly, not a ten, not skinny, not fat, just average. I do have fairly large breasts that men seem to like, but they sag too much for my likes.
It is summer now and it seemed like it might be one of the last chances we have to get all the family together for a vacation. I think this year will be the last year we can get our oldest son to go on a "family" vacation with all of us.
So we rented a mobile recreational vehicle, tent, and camping gear and headed out to the mountains.
At this point, nothing unusual has occurred. Normal pains of getting ready to go and driving out to the camping area. The first day was normal, totally normal. When I think back now, nothing happened that would have set the stage for what happened next.
It only took about one night to get the sleeping arrangements down. Our youngest wanted to sleep in the tent and my husband slept in the tent with him. I was not going to sleep in the tent and my oldest wasn't into that much so he and I slept in the RV.
We were all sitting outside eating .. around the fire till late. My oldest son was the first to call it a night and went to the RV to bed. I didn't go back to the RV until about an hour or two later. As I was waking to the door, I was a little irritated trying to figure out how I was going to change into my night clothes.
The RV was dark, I had to turn on some sort of light to see anything. My oldest son is a deep sleeper so I wasn't too worried about that except for my need to change. Once I turned on the light I checked to see that he was where I thought he was, and he was. He sleeps in the the bed at the far end of the RV. My bed was near there, but off to the side. As I walked to the back to get my clothes, I watched him carefully to see if he was awake. No, he was asleep, on his back, head turned away from me. This made me feel a lot better, I needed to change.
I undressed in a manner that showed the least, just in case he woke up. I was watching him as I dropped my pants, then my undies. This was reasonably safe, my shirt was long enough to cover my butt. Now for the risky part, i had to unbutton my shirt and get my bra off then put my night shirt on.
I paused to listen to his breathing. He sounded asleep. Just when I was ready to do it, he moved his legs, I froze. I was still. Did he wake up? No, he was still breathing the same. OMG, that is when I saw it. He wasn't covered and his penis fell out of his shorts. I could see it all, even some of his balls. The first thought that went through my mind was "Is he hard?"
At this point is was more like watching an accident, I didn't want to look, but I had to. "No, he wasn't hard, he just had a man size soft cock, pretty big and thick"
I found myself looking at his cock from time to time as I changed, but I managed to put it out of my mind. For about 5 seconds, and it felt like much longer, I was totally nude and my sons cock was 4 feet away. A wave of guilt hit me and I finished changing, pushing that perversion out of my mind.
I turned off the light and headed my bed to get some sleep.