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I stripped while getting my breath back. A two mile run is mostly a breeze for a 46 year old but I could feel the results. I always did a stretch in the sauna after a run. I got a robe on and started down the stairs. In the basement the red light was on above the door indicating the heater was on. Neil, our son, came in from the laundry room wearing a robe. He just got home from college a couple of weeks ago, his first year, and didn't know my current habit.
He looked at me and I looked at him. He said, "Sorry mom. I can do this later. It's cycled up and ready."
"No, that's ok," I said. "We can go together. Lots of room. Do you freak out at bare boobs or mom boobs?"
He got this wild silly wide smile on his face and turned away a little. He said, "Mom, really, I can go later. Go ahead."
I said, "Neil, they're just boobs. Cows, cats, pigs, a lot of us females have these things. You can look at them all you want. I won't be embarrassed at all. Nice to be appreciated."
I went over and got his hand and pulled. He was a little reluctant but with his arm out straight and me pulling he followed me. I got my normal towels and a couple of smaller ones. Neil got some and we went in. It was already quite warm and a little foggy. A heated hot rock setup with a water drip. Slatted benches on two sides. Our feet could mingle if you stuck them out a little. Square seats or steps of differing heights scattered around and up under the benches. Lots of room but not expansive.
Neil has always been shy. He's a computer person. When he's on the computer we call him Neil the Nerd. Otherwise we just call him Neil. He knows about the Nerd thing and doesn't mind. I think he kind of likes it. He's always spent a lot of time on his computers. He has three. One for fun, one for programming, and one for Grant and me. He had on a big ole cotton robe like I did. We got in and closed the door quickly so we wouldn't let the steam and hot air out. I was always nude under my robe but I didn't know what Neil had on. We stopped in the middle and looked at each other. He had a half smile on and looked around at the benches trying to look uninterested.
I said, "Ladies first. You look that way and I'll get settled and then you can."
He pulled his head back towards me and nodded and turned around. I got my robe off and put a bath towel on the bench and sat down. Without the towel I always got these slat marks across my butt. Grant loved those and didn't mention them for a couple of months when we got the sauna. I spread a smaller towel out over my lap and let it drape down in to hide me. I trained myself to sit up fairly straight a long time ago so it was my normal posture. I got another one of the smaller towels and spread it over my head with one end hanging down over my nipples, not trying to fully cover my boobs. No way was I going to let him see them the first time without me watching.
"Ok," I said. "Your time. Don't forget to sit on a bath towel so you won't get slat marks on your buns. Say when."
I could hear him moving around but he was mostly quiet. Like he was walking on hot coals. Then he said, "Ok."
I took the towel over my head off, slowly, so I could see and slowly let it down my stomach. I wore my hair a little below my shoulders so they didn't hide anything. Neil looked and his smile became a half frozen smile and he found interest in little things here and there.
I said, "I think the best way to get used to looking at a ladies boobs is to look at a ladies boobs, besides, if you don't look when they're offered you're insulting the lady. Your dad loved seeing my boobs. He used to come by my house after football practice. There was no house across from my bedroom, which was on the second floor and I used to take my blouse off and pull my bra down and display them in the window for him. He started getting closer and closer to the house when he came by. Once he came by with some of the team, about 5 or 6 if I remember right and they almost caught me."
Neil was switching from looking at my boobs and my face while I was talking. I stretched with my arms out high and wide to get them out more. He liked that.
I said, "Hey, watch this." I shook my chest left and right and my boobs did the Hawaiian sway. He got a couple of giggles out. I said, "Neil, I have to tell you . Something that may shock you. You have a big hard on. Thank you. I expected it and you did it."
His dick was sticking right up high. I was surprised how much. I may stop calling him Neil the Nerd. He had his hands on the edge of his bench beside him leaning over slightly. He moved one hand but put it back. Nothing he could do with it with me there. He looked at the floor.
I said, "The first time I saw your dad hard my mom showed it to me." With that Neil looked up at me. "I just got back from swimming at the Y and still had my suit on. Not a bikini, just a normal two part suit but it was way more skin than he could handle. I never told him mom noticed it and told me. She liked it as much as I did. One time we were in line at the movies. It was fairly dark. He got hard rubbing it against my butt moving in line so I stuck my hand back and grabbed on. He took in a big breath and coughed a couple of times but let me. He never mentioned it. I pulled him almost up to the ticket window."
Neil was settling down and enjoying the stories which was why I was telling them. I said, "I surprised him the most when I shaved myself. And when I got pregnant with you but that was way later. He was in the back of my pants on the sofa once when mom and dad went to the store. I said, 'you like my buns, huh'. He said, 'I love bare skin. So smooth. So sexy'. He hadn't been in my pants in the front yet but it got so it was expected so I remembered what he said and shaved. I kept a little at the top. Still do. He got to rubbing on the inside of my thighs so I got to leaving my pants off. When he finally got to me it almost floored him. He was so turned on he almost fainted. It's a wonder he didn't have an orgasm right then and there."
"Mom," he said. "Should you be telling me these stories? I won't repeat them but aren't they private?"
"Live and learn," I said. "Besides, I'm trying to get you comfortable sitting across from a nude lady while you're as nude with our lovely body parts getting in the act."
With that he laughed. He was more relaxed. He may have been surprised he wasn't turning to salt. I had no idea at all what his experience was with the fairer sex. I said, "I don't normally have a towel over my lap. It gets a workout when I run so it needs treatment too. I'm going to slowly move the towel now and then so you can get used to it. It would be nice if you would do the same. I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours. It's just like my boobs. After a while you get used to it and enjoy looking. I don't mind at all and I like you looking."
I pulled the towel on my lap by the outside edge and it edged up the outside of my thigh on the other side. Neil's eyes were riveted on that side of the towel so I pulled it again, about half the first amount. He finally looked up at me so I tilted my head and looked at his hard on. He looked down at it, the first time I think, and reached out and pulled his towel over about like I did. I knew that took a lot out of him. Not that easy.