She asked me whether I liked going in the rain and I said I love it. We went in the balcony and admired the light water droplets touching our bodies w...th the cold breeze which blew the tensions and sorrows of our minds away. Soon we both were completely drenched in rain when I noticed she wasn’t wearing any bra and I couldn’t help myself staring at her almost visible boobs and navel. I got an instant hard on which she noticed and smiled at me.I nearly went numb.. It was a moment full of erotic. Nina knew that was the case and anyway she was more concerned about something else and said “But she’s only 18 and ..” “Aunty, that’s plain rude” Ella complained, knowing her Aunt wouldn’t stand for it. Mrs Shackleton didn’t and grabbed Nina’s arm and pulled her to a stool saying as she went “be quiet my girl, I will not have any arguments” and when Nina saw the long handled wooden spoon on the chair she begged “nooo nooo goooood girllllll gooood girlllllll I’ll be gooodddd”” but to no. A terrible thought of "Is this some weird trick of John's?" occurred to me, but I dismissed that out of hand. I know that many reading my story assume that every son wants to fuck his mother and vice-versa, but I had never seen even a hint of sexual interest from my son. Not that John didn't like girls -- he'd peeked a few times at his sister when he hit puberty and I'd found porn on his computer, mostly young women with huge breasts and some lesbian things. I'd scolded him mildly, but wrote it. She relieved from me and said, ‘Okay Sundroo do one thing now, I will sit there on the sofa, and you take care of this buddy until he relaxes. You know what I mean? she laughed.Without waiting for me to say anything Mom went there and sat down on the sofa, when I held my dick in hand gently smothering it. When I saw her now she had lifted one leg so as to give me a view of her pussy. Oh god Mom shaves there. She had a beautiful pink hibiscus for her pussy. Oh my god, ho my god.Now I never cared.