Jeff stared from across the lawn at his mom while she kneeled over her flowerbeds to pull weeds. Her back was perfectly arched as she supported her weight with one arm while tilling the soil with the other. The cut-off shorts she wore hugged the backs of her legs as she rocked back and forth on her knees. It was a hot day and her bronze legs glistened with sweat in the mid-day sun. Jeff could tell she was working hard as the shorts rode up the crease between the two denim-covered globes. A forceful jerk on a stubborn weed made her tight butt jiggle as though it had been slapped.
Jeff had just returned from a run and stopped at the gate to marvel at his beautiful mothers butt. The latch of the gate alerted his mother of his arrival and jerked him out of his trance. His mother turned her head towards Jeff and beamed a smile as she sat back on her knees.
"Hey baby, how was your run?" his mother called from across the yard.
"Oh it was alright, couldn't go very far in this heat though, I need to go earlier tomorrow." Jeff responded.
"Well don't forget we have plans to go to the beach with your aunt and cousins tomorrow so you've gotta be back and showered by 11 at the latest!" She reminded him.
'Fuck' Jeff thought, secretly he couldn't wait to see his mom on the beach in her bikini, but hated the attention she garnered from other men. Sophie had been divorced about 4 years now, living alone with her son Jeff. It was shortly after Jeff started high-school that she and Jeff's father finely decided to separate. The divorce was amicable, but with Jeff's father being on the road for work and her taking over the vast majority of his custody she often felt that he was suffering by not having a strong and present father figure. For that reason she always did her best to put her sons needs first. Certainly she felt the desire to fill the void that divorce had left, and she had even been on a few dates- but Sophie never felt any men treated her with the respect she deserved. A by-product of raising her son to be respectful she concluded.
Jeff, however, didn't miss the absence of his father one bit. He recognized his mother for the beauty she was. She was 47 but she took care of herself. She was a nutritionist and worked as an adjunct faculty member at a nearby university and practiced what she preached. With a vigorous exercise routine and healthy diet void of the garbage consumed by so many these days, the lifestyle she led gave her a lean and toned body that many women would kill for. She was short, around 5'2" and while her bust was fairly modest for such a petite woman, it was her butt that had caught her sons attention. She was religious about her running and lower body routines, often doing squats and lunges in the living room if she couldn't make it to the gym. On such occasions, if Jeff were to walk by, the sight of her shapely bum filling out some tight workout shorts while she squatted to the ground would stagger him.
Sophie was also afforded the luxury of not teaching any classes during the summer semester and as a result, could spend loads of time with her son. This time helped remedy her feelings of parental neglect from the paternal side. Summer was filled with camping trips, day trips to the beach and most recently- daily workout regimens. With Jeff on his way to college in the Fall with a partial soccer scholarship, he looked to his mother for workout inspiration and advice. Watching his mother bounce around in yoga pants or workout shorts fueled his eagerness to maintain said routine.
On this day, Jeff had decided to sleep in and as a result missed the opportunity to stare at his moms butt. The heat of the midday sun made him doubly regretful of his decision.
"I'm gonna grab a quick shower!" He called to his mom before entering the house through the backyard.
Jeff ran up to the full bathroom, pulled his clothes off, freeing his hardened member and stepped in the shower. He let the water cascade over his chiseled body and thought of how deliciously sexy his mom worked sweating in the garden. How tight her shorts were as she bent over the lily's and how he wished he could have seen what she wore underneath. Probably a cotton thong he thought, reflecting on the times he'd rummaged through her panty drawer and dirty laundry and discovered what she wore most. The image of a black line of thread buried between her sweaty cheeks made his cock throb. He wished he had a pair of her panties to wrap around his cock as he jerked off in the shower. In his fantasy he imagined that the thong buried between her legs made her wet, the taut fabric pressing on her clit and anus. He wished she was in the shower with him, cleaning the sweat off her body and grinding against him. Jeff pumped his fist thinking about his mom until he realized he needed more stimulation.
Jeff stepped out of the shower and dug through the dirty clothes hamper that was situated in a laundry room adjacent from the bathroom and overlooking the back yard. Digging past clothes he found his moms pink lycra work out shorts she had used that morning. He stretched the material over his encouraged penis and looked out the window. His mom was still on her knees tending to the garden and the contrast of her tan legs and faded denim shorts was stark even from the second floor window. Jeff wished he could bury his face between her beautiful thighs and eat her until he was drunk with her juices. He rubbed the pink fabric along the length of his cock in an obscene manner. He imagined his tongue circling her asshole and he came in a torrent. Jets of cum hit the wall below the mirror as he staggered against the wall behind him. The rest he caught in the pink shorts that had all to recently been pressed tight against his mothers pussy.
After coming to his senses, Jeff wiped the rest of the cum of his cock, threw the shorts back into the hamper and began to get dressed. Jeff's phone buzzed indicating a text from one of his friends. His buddy Mark had a pool and was having a few people over, a great way to beat the summer heat he thought.
"Hey mom, I'm gonna head over to Marks house and chill in the pool for a bit." Jeff called out to his mom before leaving.
She was just finishing her work in the yard and was on the back patio drinking water from the hose. Jeff marveled at the way the hose splashed her tank top, making it stick to her tight body.
"Are his parents home?" Sophie chastised.
"I don't know but I'm only going over for a bit, just to cool off."
"Ok, well don't be too late, I was going to make dinner tonight and maybe catch a movie if you want to join?" Sophie posed the question knowing her son would be reluctant to deny her cooking. Her culinary skills as a dietician we invaluable to a growing athlete.
"Yea that sounds good, I'll be back in a couple hours."
With that Jeff took off towards his friend Marks house. Sophie put her gardening implements away, wound up the hose and headed inside. She too decided a shower was in order but first made her way into the laundry room to dispose of her soiled work clothes. Sophie opened the hamper and noticed her pink workout shorts on top.
"Hmm that's interesting." She thought to herself, not remembering them being on top of the dirty pile. As she picked the shorts up she felt the moist fabric and realized why they were displaced.
On several occasions she had found he panties soiled with her sons cum. She assumed it was just a phase and that it didn't have anything do to with her but the allure of a woman's underwear. She inspected the wet spot closure, rubbing her fingers across the fabric.
"Mmm that's quite a load" She thought, immediately feeling guilty for admiring the amount of cum her son had produced. Sophie couldn't ignore the signals her body was giving her though, the sight and feel of her sons cum made her feel so wicked, it made her knees weak, her face felt flush and she felt her pussy gush. Sophie held the fabric up to her face and stuck her tongue out. The contact of her tongue with her sons cum sent a shock through her deprived body. It was at that moment she noticed something strange about the window. Sophie always left the blinds down in the laundry room, simply because she typically shed her dirty clothes in there before heading across the hall to shower, but today they were open. As she reached for the cord, she saw a pool of semen on the windowsill. Putting the pieces together, Sophie realized that Jeff must have been watching her while jerking off into her workout shorts. Her panties were soaked at this point. Sophie reached out and scooped the cum off the sill with two fingers, almost in a trance she stuck her fingers in her mouth, sucked the cum off and her knees almost gave out. She quickly shed her jean shorts and slid her free hand down her panties. Sophie lost control and began rubbing her clit as she sucked on her fingers. Sophie came almost immediately and collapsed against the washing machine.
"Fuuuuuck" She said aloud as she gasped for air. 'I've got to do something about this' she thought.
Sophie made her way into the shower and began to perseverate over the recent events. 'I've got to address this behavior before it gets out of hand' she thought as the water washed the sweat off her svelte body. Sophie developed a plan so as not to scar her son for life, but to bring his indiscretions up in the most comfortable and casual manner as possible. "Cook him dinner, relax over a movie, then ask him to stop filling my panties with cum", she said aloud, "Sounds easy enough". Sophie was concerned about her own feelings though as her recent orgasm was too powerful to ignore.
Jeff returned from his friend's house and was welcomed to the smell of a wonderful dinner in the works. He entered the kitchen to see his mom setting plates on the coffee table, and as she leaned over, he couldn't help but catch a glimpse of her tight butt confined by some yoga pants.
"Hey mom, smells good."
"Thanks baby, how was the pool?"
"Relaxing, glad I got the chance to cool off."
'That makes one of us who got to cool off' Sophie thought.
"Well perfect timing, I just finished dinner. Lets sit down and watch some TV while we eat?" Sophie proposed.
"Yea sounds relaxing."
Sophie poured a generous serving of wine before sitting on the couch next to her son. She felt conflicted- the last thing she wanted to do was embarrass him, but on the other hand his habits were getting a little hard to ignore, he had to know that cumming that much in her laundry wouldn't go unnoticed right? Worse yet was the tingling Sophie felt in her panties as she braced herself on his thigh as she sat down.
Dinner was relatively non-conversational. Sophie had helped herself to another glass of wine as she finished her meal. As she put her fork down Jeff paused the movie they had found. "Stay put mom, I'll clean up."
"You're too sweet." Sophie replied. She watched her son get up and walk towards the kitchen, admiring how muscular his ass looked in his gym shorts.
Jeff sat down and before he could reach the remote Sophie cleared her throat. "Hey Jeff, can I talk to you about something?"
"Yea sure what's up mom?" Jeff hadn't the slightest idea of what was coming.
"Well, I was doing laundry after your left and... well, did you take my workout shorts out of the hamper?"
Jeff's stomach dropped and he stared straight ahead; mortified that he'd been caught so to speak.
Sophie continued- "I'm not mad, I just don't want it to become such a habit that it gets you in trouble with anyone else."
