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Forced to take my Mother

... other off in the pool and..." "Mom!" I exclaimed turning redder by the minute. She laughed, "I love when you blush, shows you're still sweet." The smile left her face and pointing at me, she said, "Take your shirt off and come swimming with me." This time it sounded as if she were making it an official demand and she started to tug on my shirt again. I refused to move my hands and with a frown she grabbed my forearm and started to pull it upwards. "Mom stop!" I snapped at her. Mom immediately removed her hand from my arm and staring up at me asked, "What's the matter, baby? Why are you mad?" "I..." deciding to be honest, or as much as I dared to be I blurted out, "Mom, don't you think that suit is a bit much?" Mom narrowed her eyes and looking down at her chest, shrugged, causing her ample tits to bounce fetchingly, "What do you mean?" "Its...mom you're showing an awful lot." "Do I look bad?" she asked and to my dismay, stood up in front of me. I was now confronted with her tits at eye level as well as the sight of her flat hard stomach to which she had recently added a ruby stud piercing in her naval. I had the absurd urge to lean forward and kiss her stomach, but instead fought to keep my voice steady as I said, "Not at all, mom, in fact, ummm...maybe you look too good. Jack and his friends were all but drooling over you." "I know." She smiled, "I love it." "You..." "Yes, Mark, it's a turn on to have guys my son's age staring at me and getting worked up. Just because I'm ...

... forty one doesn't mean I'm dead. I work hard to stay in shape and I like being rewarded for it." "But dad...." "Dad likes it too." That sly smile returned, "He loves knowing these kids look at me, he likes me showing off." "Did...did you guys just talk about that?" I asked her. "Why would you ask that?" for the first time, since I had come out there she looked serious. "Well because, you weren't dressing like this last month." Mom was silent for a moment, then smiled, but this one seemed normal, "You're a smart boy Mark. "Yes your father and I had a talk when he started traveling because I know a lot of guys his age who do start fooling around and picking up women and hookers and..." "Dad would never do that." I told her. "He loves you, mom." "I'm glad you see that." She told me, placing her warm hand on my cheek. "Your father and I are very much in love and we love you too. We would never do anything that would hurt each other, only things we would..." she paused as if trying to think of what she would say next, "Enjoy." "Enjoy?" "We're a family and we should do things as a family. We should love together and have fun together, even if it seems odd." "What are you talking about?" Mom frowned and it hit me she seemed as if she had said something she shouldn't have. "Well I mean me dressing like this. When we spoke, dad said I was very sexy and he wished I would show it more. He said he likes it when guys check me out so I've been flaunting it a bit." She looked down at me and ...