It all started on a Wednesday when I visited my uncle. From all my siblings it was me who had the best contact with him.
Nevertheless it had been over more than 2 years that I had seen him, due to my temporary work assignment in France. When he opened the door I was shocked how he looked.
I knew that he sometimes sounded depressed during our phone calls, I had regularly initiated during my stay in France, but I hadn't anticipated how much the dead of his wife still affected him.
My aunt Laura dead 5 years ago, she had a very warm personality and I had liked her very much. Obviously my uncle had been devastated when she died and I had been often visiting him for consolation.
Since my absence his hear had greyed a bid and he took visible less car of himself now. The sweater on him had a few holes and in all he didn't smell very nice, so to say.
We went in the kitchen and I noticed that it could use a good cleaning. He had installed a bed in the living room which also looked as it hadn't been tided recently.
"I don't like to sleep upstairs anymore, with all memories from your aunt coming back." I think understood as I heard stories of people not willing to live at the same place when they lost their beloved ones.
Somehow I had expected this as he had left hints during our earlier phone calls and I had taken some days off to discuss his living arrangements and to help him tidying the house.
So I suggested him to do part of the kitchen while I would start upstairs.
Starting in the sleeping room I first opened the windows for fresh air. Uncle hadn't entered this room for a long time resulting in a thick layer of dust everywhere.
I started to take off the bed linen into some big bags I had with me. Then I turned to the first chest with drawers, pulling the first one open.
It contained woman clothes from my aunt, some folded t-shirts, bras and panties, etc. Everything went in an empty bag to be brought to the salvation army.
The second drawer contained more underwear, socks and stockings. Again everything went in a bag.
In the last drawer there was a shoe box with an extra blanket for cold nights. I looked in the shoe box to see an envelope with fotos, some metal clamps as well as other stuff and, to my surprise, a dildo.
Smiling, as a single mother and woman, I could understand her.
Besides that a plastic cover contained 2 nylon stockings. I took them out, black transparent. Why they were kept in the box I couldn't answer.
The shoe box with it contents went in a separate bag, I would decide later if I would ask uncle about it or just bring it out as waste.
A wall cabinet got my attention and again I filled 2 huge bags with clothes, mostly from my aunt. Skirts and dresses, blouses and at the bottom of the cabinet, shoes.
There was another box with magazines and I pulled it over to sit besides it. Mostly mode and woman magazines but again surprisingly also some porn ones.
Whow, it seemed that my uncle and aunt were even more progressive then I imagined.
It had take me more then 2 hours to tidy and clean the room, now it was time to check on uncle downstairs.
He had done his part in the kitchen and was sweating from it. Already not smelling like a rose, I kindly suggested him to take a shower.
I had found some spare clothes and underwear for him upstairs and asked him to undress. He hesitated but I gently pushed him by saying I had seen naked men before.
Just wanted to get rid of his smelling clothes as soon as possible. I told him to start showering and I would help him washing his backside, after whisking away those rather smelly lumps of clothes.
With his back to me I took the shower-head from him and soaped his back. Because of the spatters I stripped down to my underwear and with the shower-head in my hand I asked him to turn around.
He kept his hands before his crotch but I lifted one arm to wash his armpit when I noticed his emerging erection.
"Oh uncle". Ferm but calm I continue; "I think I better go down to make tea. Just continue to wash yourself, there too" as I nod at his rising part.
Dressed again I boil water for tea. The kitchen is more presentable, admitting uncle did a thorough job. A nice kitchen with a look onto a neglected garden.
There is room for a big table and it has a full set of kitchen utils. It really is a house for a family.
The cupboards doesn't yield much to offer with the tea. We have to do with a cup of tea only. When he sits down he apologize to me.
I put a hand on his arm; "No need to apologize, it's rather a sign that it's maybe time for a new woman in the house don't you think?"
"I've tried dating twice last year. Both woman were only interested in seriously long term commitments. I don't think I'm ready or interested in that."
I look at him; "Maybe commitments is not what you're looking for, maybe your interest is more physical, no strings attached?"
Still with my hand on his arm I give hime a small squeeze; "Lets first focus on finding somebody to help you keeping the house clean and tidy. Shall we?"
"Yes, please, that certainly would help me".
"It's time for me to go home, we'll continue tomorrow, ok?" I rush to collect my stuff from upstairs and wave to him while driving away.
Arriving home, I find Teddy, our basset hound dog, barking and in need of a walk first. Once back I unleash Teddy and unload the car.
Then I notice the bag with the shoe box. In the hurry to go home I forgot to mention it to Uncle.
Upstairs in my room I open the box and take out the stockings from its plastic cover. Unfolded they are delicate and beautiful.
There are suspender straps which I hadn't noticed before. I look at the time, still 20 minutes before Simon, my son, comes home from university.
Quickly I take off all my clothes before trying on the suspender. It can be adjusted to fit my wide hips. With the stockings on and fastened I turn towards a mirror.
I see a woman in her early forties with breasts that lost some firmness, wearing delicate transparant stockings accentuating the fine black hair on my legs.
Turning sidewards and back, admittingly I'm not a beauty but neither bad looking. For a moment I feel myself a desirable woman instead of a mother.
I'm startled when I see Simon in the mirror. Hastily I grab a piece of clothing for cover but he disappeared already.
I completely forgot the time. Nevertheless I'm not a prude, I don't mind, him seeing me naked but the sudden realization of being seen did cause a shock response.
Dressed and back in the kitchen I kind of say sorry for forgetting the time while trying some dresses. Without looking in my eyes, he seems a bit embarrassed, he nods and goes to his room.
During dinner we talk about my day at uncle and the upcoming visit of my friend Teresa from France.
While he goes back up to study, I clean up and look at some tv programs.
It's around 10 PM as I knock on his door and wish him good-night. In my room I change into a long t-shirt and, after reading for another half a hour, I switch off the light.
It must be after midnight when I'm suddenly awake from a sound at the door. I switch on the light seeing, with blinking eyes, Simon standing in his pyjama bottoms in the doorway.
"Sorry ma I couldn't sleep" and he turns around closing the door. I switch off the light, still half sleeping when realizing with a shock, he had an erection in his pants.
I don't know what to think knowing he is very shy and introvert. And since he's a young adult, loading the washing machine, I detected signs of healthy maturity in his underwear.
This moment I'm missing my ex who could have given some advice about sexual urges in young adults. Now it's me alone who will have to deal with this.
First uncle and now Simon's erection and with that in mind I fall asleep again.
We're both late for breakfast and have no time to talk about the episode at night. He hurries away to university while I still have to walk Teddy before going off to uncle.
It's four in the afternoon when I'm back home fro a full day of tidying and cleaning at uncle's home. I also spend considerable time doing phone calls in search for a cleaning lady.
I found a woman from Estonia who not only will come cleaning but also will cook for uncle three times a week. I'm very happy with this arrangement.
As usual I walk Teddy once I'm home. It's a beautiful day and I decide to walk him in the woods nearby. I let him room freely unleashed and after half a hour he is exhausted and ready to home.
It's not yet time to cook and I go upstairs into Simon's room to pick up his wash and air his room a bit. It also gives me time to think about his nightly escapade.
I sit down at his desk, messy with full of books and papers. I'm ordering the books into multiple staples when I encounter some porn magazines.
With a sigh I open the first one, with pictures of nude women with ridiculous big breasts and men with even more incredible dicks on display.
Complete unrealistic and almost laughable. Enhanced parts through plastic surgery or though special photographic effects, the women almost hairless, all in admiration of the long male dicks.
It looks more like a show of barbie dolls. The displayed male parts, first of all unrealistic, would absolutely scare most women.
I put the porn magazines on top of one of the book staples, then the desktop computer got my attention.
Moving the mouse awakes the PC, unprotected by a password. A text editor shows a document, Simon is working on for his study.
I click on the browser icon and it comes to life with a couple of active tabs.
One tab picks my interest and by clicking it a page with 2 porn videos pops up. Staring the first one shows 2 women adoring and licking a man's erection.
No display of any tenderness or real feelings at all, just brutal boring and faked extase of sucking females. After 20 seconds I have enough of the faked moaning sounds and close the video.
The second video pictures an older woman with a young man, both stylish dressed. I advance the video a bit and it shows the woman undressing herself.
I let the video run to the end without further interruptions and then rerun the video again.
I'm confused as this video is so different from the first one and from the porn pics in the magazines.
Sitting at his desk I don't feel angry, I'm even not very surprised finding porn at Simon's desk with nowadays internet. What I feel though is pure concern for Simon, for his self esteem when seeing men with huge dicks erupting cum.