It wasn’t already enough that Mom moved me into her bedroom and knew darn well I was wearing her underwear to bed. I wanted more for some reason.I h...d only recently become fascinated with Mom’s white nylon half slip. To me, it seemed to come out of nowhere but I also know I ignored it for years before turning my attentions to it. I think it may have even been the one Mom wore the night I caught them in bed. I missed all the nylon of a full slip, which I preferred, but found it a little bit sexy. Feeling her soft breasts, my boner now fully erect, not believing this was happening. I slid off her tank-top and gazed at her tits for a while, as my had now found her pussy that had been exposed ever since I entered the room. I rubbed her wet slit for a couple minutes until she laid down on the bed. I took my shirt off exposing my averagely toned chest. I had never been a muscular guy but I was pretty flat. She inched up to the pillows as my head sunk between her legs. My mouth soon found her. Amber effortlessly reached behind and unfastened her bra, letting it fall from her shoulders, then swiftly flung down to join her dress at our feet. As if there wasn't an audience, Amber casually slid her panties off and discarded them in the same nonchalant manner. Finally free of every stitch of clothing, Amber exhaled, smiled at me, and whispered, "You should lay down, with your head THAT way," pointing to the rear of the car.I obediently and eagerly complied with Amber's direction, as she. ” I said after a few awkward minutes.“Can you show them to me?” Scott blurted out“Show what? My boobs? Are you crazy?” I said to Scott“Yeah, c’mon! I’ve never seen boobs before and we’ve been best friends forever, right? Just show them to me quickly.” He said, licking his lips in a weird way that I hadn’t ever seen before.I really didn’t want to. At least I don’t think I wanted to. But I also didn’t want to argue with Scott. What’s the harm in showing my boobs to Scott. He won’t tell.