Another Friday night alone at my computer and not for the first time I considered actually getting out and meeting real people. But then again, real people bring baggage and I really didn't want to deal with that right now.
A little worse for drink I clicked on the icon for my favourite video conferencing reflector. For those who don't know these are chat rooms where up to 20 participants send and receive live video. Usually the place was full of men hoping a woman might stray in and, after an hour or two of flattery and begging, might be persuaded to show her bra.
Yes it was desperate stuff but what kept me going was the knowledge that once in a blue moon a truly gorgeous woman would come into the room and do a show. These ranged from a casual exposure of breasts to full on dildo fucking. If you were really lucky she might even watch you at the same time, jerking your tool to her erotic display.
The video room was about half full. The usual array of men with names like Suck This and 9 inch wangman. But then I noticed they were all typing in chat. This was a clear sign that there was a woman in the room. Men don't talk to each other in these places.
I quickly located the object of their interest, a woman going by the name of Queen Bee. It was appropriate because her drones were all over her, complimenting every aspect of her character in a way that was over sycophantic and obviously geared towards getting her naked.
Her picture eventually came in. A nice sharp image of a woman in her 40s with straight black hair that framed an attractive face - green eyes and a wanton mouth. Only her head and shoulders were in the frame, but she appeared to be wearing a white blouse with at least 2 buttons undone.
The other thing that struck me about this woman was - well - she was my mother!
After I got over the initial shock I realised that perhaps it wasn't so strange. She had always been keen on computers at home, and after I moved out 3 years ago she had taken various courses in computer related subjects.
And let's face it she was beautiful. Why wouldn't she enjoy coming onto a video chat room and teasing the men a little.
Luckily she didn't open my picture so I was able to watch events unfold. I must admit I was feeling a little excited. I wondered how she would react to the pressure from the men, whether she would enjoy the attention. My cock suddenly sprang into life as the ultimate thought hit me. What if she, my mother, actually gave a little show while I was watching from the shadows?
'Nice blouse Queen' someone typed in the chat window. 'Thanks John' she replied
Men are so transparent aren't they?
Usually one man became a kind of leader...someone with a good vocabulary who wasn't too afraid to make an ass of himself. In our room it was a player calling himself 'Big John'
I found myself willing him on. It was always a precarious situation, one word out of place and the woman would leave. I hoped Big John had it in him.
'And is that a little silver chain?' he asked 'Yes' my mother replied. 'My grown up son bought it for me last year' 'Aww you don't look old enough to have a grown up son' said the increasingly brave Big John
The picture went a bit fuzzy for a few seconds. When it cleared I saw that Queen Bee had zoomed in on the chain I had bought her. Of course in doing so she had also 'accidentally' zoomed in on the top of her cleavage. I don't expect many of the 13 men in that room were looking at the necklace!
'Very Nice' said Big John. After a suitable pause he added: 'And so is the necklace'
My Mother laughed at that. Good one John, he had made her laugh, women seem to like that.
She leaned forward a little so that the pendant swung away from her neck. Of course in doing so she also gave us all a delicious view between her breasts.
I could hardly believe this. 13 men were probably masturbating (myself included) at the sight of my mum's cleavage.
'Mmmm Big John. Nice'
I didn't look at Big John's video but I could guess what he was showing my mum.
'It would be even nicer if you undid another button or 2 Queen Bee' said smarmy John.
This was a turning point. I sensed my heartbeat speed up.
'Hmm' she said...'perhaps it is a little warm'
And with that she opened her blouse all the way revealing a sexy little white silk bra. We could clearly see that her nipples were erect through the soft fabric.
'You look a little excited there Queen Bee' said our spokesman
I was becoming increasingly agitated. I felt I shouldn't really be there, yet I was captivated. My honour got the better of me and I sent Queen Bee a private message. In video conferencing this is known as geeking and is frowned upon usually. Only the intended recipient sees the message. But I thought it was worth the risk.
I sent her this text: 'Hello Mum'
I knew she would probably leave without a word but I felt a bit grubby watching her like an old voyeur.
Almost immediately she opened my video window. She had a look of sheer amusement on her face. Of course nobody else in the room knew what she was laughing at. From then on we communicated by geeking eachother and Big John became just a bit-player.
'Hello Steve' she said 'How long have you been here' 'About 10 minutes...' 'Ah.' 'You seem to be getting on well with Big John' I teased