Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

"The women's shower is out of order?" Austin asked, "That sucks. Let me quickly soap up and then you can take your turn in here."

"What? No, the women's shower is working fine," Christine said, "It's just... there's a woman in there." Austin resisted the urge to joke about finding a woman in the woman's room. Instead he just stared at the open space between his naked self and his mother. She was shifting her muscular legs up and down, frantically. Seeing his confident, put-together Mom in full panic was like spying a leprechaun riding a unicorn over a triple rainbow. A sight so rare that Austin conceded he was probably hallucinating it.

"You don't think it's Molly or Lexi? Maybe they changed their minds," Austin said.

"Definitely not," Christine said.

"Then who could it be?"

"I don't know. Some stranger from God knows where."

Austin leaned toward the wall. There was a vent in the ceiling on that side that he hadn't noticed before. Sure enough, over the thrum of water, he could hear the sounds of a woman singing softly to herself. That vent must go straight through to the other shower, Austin thought. She can probably hear us just as well as we hear her. I need to remember that.

"OK, like, I mean. I can't imagine she'll take too much longer," Austin said.

"I can't be around other people, Austin," Christine said, "Not right now. Not like this."

"That's fine. No problem. Just wait in here and when the other woman is gone you can..."

Christine threw the curtain open and jumped into the shower with her son.

"Sorry," Christine said, "I couldn't wait."

Austin ran his eyes over his mother's amazing body. She was completely naked. Goosebumps head to toe. She had her arms across her chest, covering her tiny tits. It almost made Austin laugh. First, because his Mother wasn't covering anything he hadn't seen before. Second, because for all the pretensions of modesty Christine was showing by hiding her boobs behind her arms, she left her blonde pussy completely exposed.

Christine caught her son staring and dropped one hand to her pubis. Now she stood in the far corner of the shower, posed like Botticelli's Venus but with short blonde hair and a way awesomer bod. Austin noticed his mother eyeing his own nakedness with much the same appreciation. He smiled at her, knowingly.

Caught looking, Christine quickly stared at the tile on the floor. She was the one who'd chosen to jump in the shower naked with her also unclothed son. She had a hundred other options that made a million times more sense. Even Christine seemed confused by her own decision -- looking around the shower like she didn't understand how she'd ended up in there. She was still shivering. The blonde hairs on her arms stood straight up. Austin instinctively reached over to warm his mother. Christine jumped back like he was made of fire.

"Sorry, Mom," Austin said, "Sorry. You looked so cold and I..."

"It's OK," Christine said, "I got scared about what would happen with that strange woman and in the moment... It's fine. No big deal. I've seen you naked before. You've seen me naked before." Austin grinned despite himself.

"We're both adults. We can stand here together and it's no big deal. You and I shared plenty of showers when you were younger."

"I was probably a bit smaller back then," Austin said.

"It's fine," Christine repeated, "We'll just wash up and move on. We're in control. I'm in control. Are you in control?"

"Y... yes," Austin said, "I'm fine. Totally. No problem here. None at all. I'm just going to finish up my shower and..."

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"Austin?" Christine sounded small and scared again.

"What's up, Mom?"

"It's a little cold in here without the water," Christine said, "Can I...?" She gestured, accidentally exposing her left boob for a split second. Holy fuck that little flash was still the best thing Austin had ever seen. At least since the last time he'd spied his mother's tits. Sure, they were tiny, but they were fucking perfect. The little nipple poked outward proudly like a pink obelisk. From the cold, of course, Austin told himself.

His mother stood there, still covering herself, but she tapped her bare foot on the tile, impatiently.

"Oh," Austin said, "Yes. Of course."

He stepped back slightly. With the two heads, the water coverage was almost total, and Austin was able to stay under the spray while still creating enough space for his naked mother to stand in front of him.

Still it didn't leave a ton of space for them both, and as Christine stepped into the warmth, their bodies bumped. Elbows and knees. They gradually shifted, like two people getting ready to dance together for the first time, and found a position that worked for both of them. Skin mere centimeters from skin.

Austin's Mom sighed as the water splashed over her incredible, taut body. She dipped her head and shook her hair out.

"Ahhhh."

Like a turtle slipping out of its shell once safety is assured, Christine slowly uncurled her arms, completely exposing her naked body to her son. Austin looked down at his Mother's little breasts. Her blonde pubes and pink pussy. Over her shoulder, he could see her taut, muscular butt. ffffffFFFUCK! She was amazing.

Austin's Mom had spent so much effort sculpting her body. Of course, she was a work of art. And Austin suddenly found himself very interested in studying.

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"Right," Austin said, "Sorry."

The guilt washed over him like the warm shower water. Was he really going to fall apart so easily? This was weird, sure. Not normal, but also not wrong, either. If Finn's Mom had jumped into the shower naked with him, Austin doubted his best friend would spend much time devouring her with his eyes. Of course, Mrs. McDonald was also built like a fire plug and not nearly as fuckable as one. But still.

Austin's Mom was right. People were naked around each other all the time and they didn't jump each other's bones. Otherwise the high school boy's locker room would have been way different than he remembered.

Austin, again, found himself embarrassed by his mental weakness. I can do this, he told himself. I will do this. Then he saw where his Mom was staring. Right at her son's cock.

"Mooooom," he said, slapping her shoulder in the same, chiding way.

Christine looked up at him and smiled, guiltily. Her cheeks went pinkish. "It's not my fault you're so 'noticeable' in this state," she said.

Austin's mother acted like she was staring down at a monster between her son's legs. To be fair, after the pills, Austin had noticed his dick seemed larger than he'd remembered it. His erection felt heavier than before. Longer and thicker. At the time he'd written it off to just arousal and the strange, overwhelming confusion that seemed to accompany the influence of the drugs. Now, it was hard to ignore. Especially so hard and throbbing. Control or no control, Austin knew he was going to need to stroke one off as soon as his mother left the shower.

Christine gave her son's cock another glance, then cocked her eyebrow. "Self. Control," she said and wagged her finger at him, "Down boy."

"Sorry, Mom," Austin said, "It's not like you're doing any better." He pointed to his mother's nipples, rock hard, and sticking out like tiny pink stickpins.

"I'm still cold," Christine said, "That's all."

"Uh huh," Austin said. He reached over and squeezed his mother's bare arms. "Warmer?" he asked with a wink.