I had left the door ajar so that the steam wouldn't be so dense and fog the mirror.
What I hadn't noticed was the fact the bathroom mirror was aligned with the mirror over the bedroom dresser so that you could see into the other room.
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"This story is not true, although I have fantasized about it happening with my son. Any other mothers with similar feelings and desires are welcomed to contact me to explore this forbidden love." My husband and I have been divorced for ten years. I found the time when Josh was at his father's very difficult as he was our only child and I was alone in the house when he wasn't there.
I was visioning Josh's hardon from the day before as I removed my towel and dried my hair some more.
Instead of turning away I let my gaze linger longer than I should have. He stretched and, I guess, realized that he had a morning hardon.
I felt his hand push against my thigh, and instinctively reached down to pat it with my hand. I was telling myself that he was sleeping and didn't realize what was happening.
I was shocked when instead of his hand I touched his erect dick. I should have moved it away, I should have turned over, got out of bed, done something, anything to stop what was happening. But, I wasn't sleeping and I did realize what was happening. My body was stirring in ways it had never done before, I was getting wet between my legs, my nipples were hard, and I was having trouble controlling my breathing. When we stopped at the hotel that night, I had to use the bathroom right away.
Josh had just graduated from college and his Dad gave him a new car as a graduation present.
I gave Josh a week's vacation which involved driving from Los Angeles to Portland Oregon.
When I exited, I noticed that Josh had turned over and was on his side.