Peggy had just celebrated her 40
th
birthday. Sure, her husband and children surprised her with a wonderful party at a local eatery and all her family and friends were present. Even though it was a joyous occasion, she was inwardly sad at the thought of starting a new decade in her life. She had twin girls who were 20 and already attending college and her 18 year old son, Ted, who had just graduated from high school and would be shuffling off to his chosen university in the fall. She was unsure how she would combat the empty nest syndrome when she wasn't working.
Peggy's husband Randal was a high ranking executive at a thriving corporation that was based out of Sydney, Australia. He was a good man but was a workaholic and would be gone overseas for weeks at a time. She worked at the same corporation as a consultant but stayed in town to raise the children. The two were wealthy and Peggy was provided many of the finer things in life but now that her children had grown up, she fought bouts of loneliness. Her immediate goal was to make sure Ted had a great last summer as her live-at-home son.
The basement of their home was set up like a game room. It had two big screen televisions on two separate walls along with video games, a pool table, an air hockey table and a ping pong table. It was a teen haven. It was also the hangout for Ted and his friends all through his four years of high school. Peggy loved the sound of Ted and his friends down stairs laughing and generally making noise. She would order and take them food and all his friends called her Mrs. Z. which was short for Zurline.
On work days, Peggy was very regimented. She would rise at 4:30 am so that she could go into the corporation exercise facility and work out, take her shower, and dress for her day. She trained hard to look good and that she did. Peggy was 5'10 inches tall but wearing high heels every day made her easily over 6 feet. She was a slender 118 pounds with toned legs and long brunette hair with natural wave to it. Her deep dark brown eyes made it easy for her to give a seductive look on command.
She wanted to be respected as a woman in the workforce and not just because she was Randal's wife, so she dressed professionally each and every day. Peggy was always wearing either her form fitting business skirts with nylons and matching blazers or ladies business suits. She wore her hair up to convey that image of a strong female.
One day when she returned home a little earlier than usual, Peggy had went into her master bathroom that connected to her bedroom in order to change out of her work attire. She found it odd that her dirty clothes hamper had been turned over and clothing was strewn around it on the floor. The cleaning lady had already left for the day and she would have never left it like that. Peggy's first thought was maybe a burglar had broken in but their house was fully equipped with the most sophisticated alarms and Ted's car was parked in the garage which meant he should be home.
She walked down the long hallway to see if Ted was in his room and as she approached, she noticed his door was slightly opened and his light was on. Just as she was about to enter, she spotted her son sitting on his bed. Through the crack in the door, her eyes just about popped out of her head when she witnessed her son masturbating with his pants down around his ankles.
As she turned to leave the scene while not interrupting or embarrassing him, she suddenly had second thoughts. It had been a long time since she had sex and even though there was that taboo hanging over her head from watching her flesh and blood pleasuring himself, she decided to watch anyway. While Ted's hand flailed up and down on his erection, Peggy realized it was covered in something that she originally thought was a condom.
With a closer look, she realized it was one of her tan stockings covering his penis and the second stocking was snugly tied around his cock and balls like a homemade cock ring. Peggy thought, "I'm going to kill him for messing up my expensive nylons." Ted then lifted one of her silky bras from the bed, he had sitting beside himself, to his nose. He rubbed the soft material on his nostrils before inhaling deeply. He repeated that action several times, even turning it around and smelling inside the cups.
She was even more intrigued and slightly aroused that her son would find his own mother's intimates erotic. She became moist but could not remove her eyes from the scene. Ted was jerking his thin 7 inch cock with her stocking and sniffing her bra simultaneously. He started to slump down and get restless.
Ted squinted his eyes and opened his mouth before grunting in orgasm, "Ummmmm! Ummmmm! Unnghhhhh! Ummmmmm!"
His cum was exploding into the thin nylon. Peggy was just happy that he wasn't making a mess. After he had finished ejaculating, Ted carefully removed the stocking from his cock and folded it up so not to allow the load to run everywhere. Peggy was worried she would be discovered, so she quickly removed her high heels and quietly walked away from his bedroom. She didn't mention it to Ted over the next few days but wondered just how long had he been jacking off to her lady wear.
Even though she had not spoken to her son about what she had witnessed, Peggy began to think more and more about it. She even got to the point of once masturbating in the shower after a workout while fantasizing about Ted's antics. He had developed into a handsome young man that stood 6'3, with wide shoulders and weighed 180 pounds. His hair was light brown like his father's and wavy like his mother's and all that money spent on braces had paid off because he had a smile that melted the girls' hearts. He could have easily dated many girls but his shyness hindered him.
She rubbed her swollen clit until a large spasm overtook her body while the shower water cascaded down her back. Knowing that Randal was not to return back into the states for another two months, Peggy decided she was going to confront her son about what he had done. As she contemplated as to the approach she would use, she couldn't help but get aroused at the thought.
It was a Saturday night at 1am and Peggy was getting ready for bed. She was wearing a pink sheer nightgown with no bra or panties. As she folded back the bead spread, she sat down onto the cool silk sheet. Ted's friends had already left for the night and he was downstairs playing a video game.
Knowing his phone was always close by, Peggy used his nickname in her text, "Teddy. I need you to come in here. I'm in my room."
Within a minute, Ted popped into his mother's room and asked, "So what's up?"
Peggy tilted her head downward then looked up and spoke in a disappointed tone, "Teddy, I am very disappointed in you." He looked puzzled and she continued, "I happened by your room the other day and saw you...how do I say this...pleasuring yourself."
Ted embarrassingly snapped, "Mom! Why are looking in my room? That is so wrong."
Peggy responded, "No...what is so wrong is the fact you were using my bra and my stockings to get yourself off. Using your own mother's intimate clothing to masturbate with? Who is to say how many times you have done that. Come to think of it, I have had several pairs of panties come to miss over the last few months."
Ted's demeanor changed from anger to shame as he bowed his head and looked at the floor. He was caught and didn't know how to respond. He fumbled with his words trying to explain, "Well...I...I...just wanted to..."
