As I walked to the kitchen toilet, I saw her grey swimsuit rolled in a bunch sitting on top of the pile of clothes that she meant to put into the laundry later. I picked it up and it smelt of sweat and a mixture of her musky womanly scent. It was so intoxicating!
I then located the crotch area of her swimsuit and sure as day it was damp! It was fucking wet!!! OMG, Jim was right! When I unfurl that part, I saw streaks of whitish mucosal liquid break apart, staining the wet patch. It wasn’t just staining her swimsuit, this was staining her marriage with my dad. OMG, she really got turned on by the photoshoot earlier. That Slut!
My hands trembling, I took a photo of her wet patch and sent it to Jim and my phone blew up with his messages.
As I walked towards her bedroom, I realized she had turned on the radio and was already in the shower. She must have thought I had left the house. I crept quietly into her room and I heard the most amazing sound ever.
Faint at first, I heard the unmistakable sounds of her moaning away while in the shower. Her voice was so high pitched and hungry like she was furiously playing with her clit. Jim was right! She really is a horny fox! All it took for me was 2 jerks and I came in my underwear.
I was so terrified that if she came out of the shower to see my pants wet with my own cum after what she had done but thankfully, she was so engrossed with playing with herself, she did not realize her son was standing right outside the shower room.
I was so distracted with stroking myself that I almost forgot to take a recording to send Jim.
<Play the recording of my mom masturbating in the shower>
I furiously messaged Jim:
I quickly took the stash of hard drives & discreetly closed her cabinet, and then i hid it under my bed before exiting the house to buy lunch.
When I came back, I found her asleep on the bed. I motioned her to wake up but she told me to eat first as she was too tired.
I quickly wolfed down my lunch before firing up my PC in my room while I attached one of her harddrives to the USB port.
The first one was full of old US dramas, word files and old university homework. So I opened the 2nd. It did not take long before under Assignments: I saw a folder with photos & short clips named Outing with Michael in Figueroa. Part 1.
Who was Michael? I thought to myself.It seemed like a fun outdoor shoot. I transferred the folder to my phone and promptly forwarded some of the pics to Jim.
