First, l would like to say most things l write about are mostly fact-based, the following story is not. Pure Fiction.
Taking Care Of Mom
Mom was always great to me, nobody could ask for better. l was the youngest child and out of the house for a few years when mom was injured. A skiing trip went wrong which left her with one leg in a cast. The doctor assured her it was mostly a precaution and to not worry.
Mom learned to be independent having our dad leaving us when l was very young. So it came as no surprise she tried to deal with her newfound difficulties on her own. She had a good female friend that was coming in to check on her in the evening on her way home from work. To freshen her up with a sponge bath and empty her bedpan etc.
l was also calling her a few times a day and l would pop in on my way to work to help where l can. With a few days done and more than a week to go mom sent me a text saying her friend can't make it and she was wondering if l could stop that evening. I of course returned her text right away with "No worries"
I let myself in still having a key and went back to mom's bedroom, l could tell she was bothered by something right off the start. It took some doing but she finally found the courage to ask me to empty her bedpan. I'm not sure where my head was because we all go. I made an effort not to show any embarrassment and to be honest, there wasn't any. My lord this woman has done more for me than anyone else on the planet, including dealing with my body waste.
After returning and trying to think, more as her nurse than son l offered to clean her up a bit. Mom's face was blushing before l would even get the words out. She tried to push the suggestion off saying she would wait until tomorrow when her girlfriend can return. But l knew what it felt like trying to fall asleep dirty from the day and how unsuccessful l was at doing so. l just shook my head no and said she's going to let me like it or not. Not waiting for a response back l went to the bathroom and returned with the small bucket of warm water, a washcloth, and two towels. l worked one of the towels under mom then l began to unbutton her nightshirt.
l started at the top, the loosened material fell between her ample breasts. Her body was shaking as l worked my way down and when l reached the last button she softly said "oh honey"
I will say boobs are boobs and it doesn't take much imagination to figure out what they look like all-natural. What took me by surprise was mom's lower region, clean-shaven and pretty. Such a sight wasn't new to me but that l had seen were of young ladies my age and also not being a novelist of pron, I've seen my share that looked like a war zone.
l proceeded to clean up mom and I could tell she was relaxing a bit as we went on. She did grab my hand as l was almost to her baby maker saying she would get that, l turned my head to give her some privacy then l dried her body before helping her into a new gown.
We talked for a while until she said "Oh crap"
l asked what was wrong and she replied that she needs to pee. Then she asked if maybe l could help her up and to the bathroom, that her friend wasn't strong enough and that is why she was using the bedpan. l was more than ready to help and plenty strong enough also. After getting her back to bed l told my mom l had some available days off and l wanted to take them so l could stay and assist her. of course she tried to get me to not but again l wasn't taking no for an answer.
During that first night, she called out for me once to use the restroom but other than that it was uneventful. I got her feed and a morning pee before l left her to run to my place for some clean clothes for myself. When l returned it was in the nick of time according to mom as she needed the toilet again. luckily we used those fancy toilets that cleaned you up as mom asked me to leave this time so I'm guessing more than pee was going on.
We spent the day talking about the old days and touching on a few new things including adult things which was probably more uncomfortable for me than for mom. We even got into the subject of sex and l was lucky she didn't have to go to the restroom then because l was sporting one hell of a big hard-on.