Another hug now followed before they got on with the task at hand. After the men eventually commenced drying themselves, Robin felt deflated that more...had not happened.In bed that night, Robin played the shower scene over and over in his head. Disappointed as he was, Robin reasoned that as Malcolm was his dad, things in the shower had most probably gone as far as they were likely to go.A few days later, when shower time again arose, Robin was brimming with excitement. As before, the hug once. Saturday morning came and I woke up to a beautiful sight …my mom ass naked about to get dressed… she was standing there I didn’t move a muscle I just laid there with eyes half open Then she started to cup her large breast and pinch her hard black nipples…then started to rub her inner thigh…and then she stared caressing her ass….then she did the unthinkableShe started to finger herself right in front of me …I was speechless and my dick had filled with so much blood I thought I was going to faint. “Did…Are…I’m confused” I said. Holly rolled over, her bare tits flopping over and swinging back and forth on her chest as she laid on her back. “Where are we?” She asked me, still not too conscious herself. It took a while for us to get to full consciousness, and only after we shared what we remembered where we able to piece together the events of the previous night. I told my story, and Holly filled in her story, as we portrayed our experiences to Stephanie. I started “Okay… so we just walked. It was not in excitement, but fear. Had she figured out my motives? Was this the end of our weekly massage time? I hoped not. This was too good to be done with now.Trembling, I walked back up to her. She did not seem angry so my fears dispelled some. I was still scared. My fears were assuaged some more when I saw she was still smiling. That did not stop the heavy pounding in my heart as I got closer to her. She did not say anything to me. She just put up her hand and with her finger motioned me.