It was too hot. You have a desk fan next to you, but it doesn't seem to do very much. A few minutes drag by as you continuously stare at the same ques...ion you've been on for what feels like hours. You look over to your mom who's cleaning the lounge area. She surprisingly seems un-bothered by the immense heat."Hey, mom?" You call her. She looks up, holding a cloth in her hand. "Could we go to the store? I need something to cool me down." You ask, with a helpless grin ."Honey, I'd love to but I. I had not planned for the thrill I felt by knowing that I was being watched while I was naked. I knew that I had to show him my pussy. I never in a million years would have anticipated the thrill I felt at knowing that my son was watching me, that I was knowingly exposing myself to his eyes while he thought me unaware.I soaped up, really well. I was thinking about how I was showing off my pussy to my un seen viewer and forgot how long I had been rubbing my soapy tits. While facing the clear. I needed to go frombeing Eddie Boyd to Emma Boyd. And it needed to happen fast.When she put the proposal to me I just laughed. I told her: "That isthe single craziest thing I have heard in a lifetime." Look at yourself Eddie," she said. "You are not a big guy. Get rid ofthat thing you call a beard and tidy up that hair and would not lookhalf bad as a girl. In fact, with those cheekbones and big green eyes,you would make a better-looking girl than a guy."I had let myself go a little working. That was the worst. When he licked her eyes with his long fat tongue, his spit like mild glue collecting in the corners of her teary eyes,He kept burping into her face, between kissing her gagged mouth, amused at her disgust. He knew she was sickened by the stench, so he kept doing it. The beer, the blunts and tobacco, whiskey, rotting teeth, all unwashed for days. Rancid breath, in her face. He let the tip of his tongue wriggle into her nostrils like a slug, his big hands holding her head.