Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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"Mom are you home?" I shouted as I walked into my house. I walked into the kitchen while awaiting an answer. I set my shopping bag on the counter. I pulled the box out, and began to open it. I put it in the charger as I went to the fridge to grab some food.
I had been saving up for months to buy a new camera. My old camera had been a present for my twelfth birthday. It had worked great for the past six years, but the quality was poor and since I had started taking photography classes, it just was not up to job. This new camera was much better quality, nowhere near what I was using in class, but a good rugged camera, that would be great for family vacations.
I pulled out some mayonnaise, turkey, lettuce, cheese and bread. I whipped up a sandwich, and grabbed a soda. I ate my sandwich quickly, barely tasting it, before grabbing the manual. I had already read it a million times online but I had nothing to pass the time.
"Mom, are you here?" I shouted again. My mother, Sarah, and I shared our home for the past thirteen years. My father had died in a car accident, when a drunk driver hit his car head on. I was five at the time and had been in the car. We were both taken to the hospital; my father was announced dead on arrival. I spent the next two months in a coma, before miraculously awakening. Looking back now, I could tell that my mother had often coddled me throughout my life, most likely due to this event.
My mother had dated a few times when I was younger. However, it had been 6 years or so since, I had last seen her having a real date.
After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably closer to 30 mins, I checked the charge on the camera. 40%. Good enough for me. I unplugged it and headed out our backdoor to test out my camera.
I squinted as the bright rays hit my eyes. I let my eyes adjust and took in the sight of our large in ground pool. The serene blue water looked crisp and refreshing. My attention wavered as I heard a slight noise. I looked slightly to the left and caught sight of a brown ponytail rising up over the back of our white lounge chairs. My Mom was soaking up the rays, while listening to her music. A smile crept onto my face. I slowly snuck over to picnic table and set my camera down. I crept inside to get a cup.
Once back outside I snuck over to the pool and scooped up some water. Without making a sound, I approached my mother from behind. Her eyes were closed and her thick luscious lips were turned up in a slight smile. I took a moment to soak in the sight of her sexy body. My mother is around 5 foot 6 inches with a curvaceous frame. She has long shiny brown hair, currently up in a ponytail. A baby blue bikini top covered her 34DDD breast. Her stomach was flat, thanks to a healthy diet, and a good workout routine. Her thick firm butt topped her tanned long legs.
I slowly turned the cup sideways until the water poured out, falling to splash her flat stomach.
Mom jumped at least a foot in air, and shrieked.
I nearly doubled over in laughter, as she turned to face me, sputtering in frustration. "Mark, you scared the shit out of me!"
"Sorry Mom, I couldn't help it, you are too easy a target."
She playfully punched my arm. "You're a big jerk Mark."
"I'm sorry mom. Close your eyes, I have a surprise."
Her left eyebrow raised as a smirk spread across her face. "After that you think I am going to trust you."
"Come on trust me. Look at this face, aren't I trust worthy." I put on a goofy grin and opened my eyes wide.
She tried to frown at me, but after a moment, her frown broke into a smile, her small nose crinkling up. "Fine, you win." She closed her eyes as she giggled.
I ran over to the picnic table and grabbed my camera. I moved back over in front of my mom and held my camera out. "Ok, look."
She opened her bright blue eyes and smiled softly. "Oh honey you got your new camera." She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight. I squeezed her back, picking her up and swinging her around.
"I am going to go take some pictures; I was thinking some nature photos."
"Why don't you take my picture sweetheart?"
"Oh so you want to be my model?" I asked.
She giggled again, "So you want your sexy mother to model for you." She thrust out her breast, tilted her head up and opened her eyes wide.
"Mom," I groaned. "You are ridiculous."
She laughed again. "Come on Mark; please let me model for you." She batted her eyelashes at me, melting my resistance.
"Fine you can model for me. But you have to pose how I tell you."
"Ok Mark, I will do exactly as you say. How should I pose first?"
"Hmm, let's see. I think you should start off laying down on the chair like you were."
Mom returned to her chair and laid down, legs crossed, arms rested on the armrests, her head turned to the left, tilted her chin up, and donned a serious look.
I moved to stand in front of her. I turned and looked at her, noticing my shadow landing on her feet. I moved further away and brought my camera up to my eye. "What is that pose, the disinterested cat lady?"
"I am a serious model. I don't do expressions. If you are going to be capturing the human form, you are going to have to get used to it."
"Wow, for a second there I actually believed you, Mom. But then I remembered you are full of shit."
She looked directly at me, and smiled playfully. I snapped a picture, capturing her grin. I took a moment to observe the picture. It looked good, really good. "You look great Mom. How about sitting back, legs laid out normal, eyes closed. I want to get a shot from your feet, up your body."
She complied with my request, and uncrossed her legs.
I sat at her feet and readied the camera. I gently turned her feet out so I could see. Her tiny toes were on the edge of the frame, as my eyes traveled up her body I chuckled. Due to my position, I could barely make out her face past her breast. I snapped another picture, before getting on my knees. I took a moment to admire the flesh that was peeking out from her bikini top. I took another picture there, better capturing her upper body and face in this one. I looked at the pictures, judging them. "Hmm, looks pretty good. I think your skin would sparkle if you rubbed some tanning lotion on."
"You know, you almost sound like a professional. But I know you are full of shit."
"Give me a break Mom. I haven't taken a lot of pictures of people; I am more of a nature photographer."
She reached for the lotion, and began applying it as I took pictures. "Smile a little bit for me. No not a happy smile, more mischievous. There you go perfect."
When she had finished applying lotion to her body, I instructed her to stand up. "Now walk towards the pool." I took a picture of her from the back, with the pool in the foreground. "All right check these out. See how your skin looks in the first pictures, and how it looks now that you have that lotion on." She came over and stood by my side as I accessed the pictures. I scrolled through one at a time showing her each one. "Now obviously it will look better on the computer but do you see the difference, Miss doesn't believe her son?"
"Ok, ok you win, my skin looks better. I just figured you wanted to watch me rub lotion all over myself."
I smiled, "Well it looked good for the camera, but it also makes your skin look better. Two bird's one stone."
"All right what's my next pose?" she asked a hint of anticipation in her voice.
"Why don't I get a picture of you with your feet in the water? Here sit over her." I guided her over to the shallow edge. She sat down her legs sliding into the water. "Hold on one second, I am going to grab something." I ran back inside a grabbed the waterproof case, and slipped my camera inside as I went back outside. I went across the pool from her and snapped a picture. "Lean back for me, now look off to the side. Act like your checking out a guy. Perfect. Ok, now I want you to look at me. Make a pouty face, good. All right, now splash with your left leg. Try and throw water at me."
She threw up her left leg and sent some water flying. I snapped a picture. "One second, Mom, I want to see how the action shot came out."
I heard her slowly kicking her legs in the water while I looked at the latest picture. There was a lot of blur in the shot, making it look crappy. I changed the camera mode to shutter priority. "Ok, same thing, ready set go."
She kicked her leg again, throwing the water in the air. I checked the picture again. The water droplets looked better, still slightly fuzzy. I focused on my mom. Her skin was sparkling, almost as much as the smile on her face. "You look beautiful Mom, but the water effect isn't right. I am going to have to experiment with motion later." I turned the camera off shutter priority.
"Well let me see," she requested, beckoning me with her finger.
I walked around the pool, and sat beside her. She looked at the picture. "Hmm, I do look really good. I might have to start modeling professionally."
