When she finished drying my hair with a towel, I stood up and walked to the cash desk, she was still cleaning up the mess while I stood there. She wa... done cleaning up and walked to me; she started to get some hairs off my t-shirt with her black polished nails. I could smell her perfume, I looked at her and she smiled at me. I still got a hard dick and it was pressing against my jeans. Suddenly she kissed me on the mouth and she laid her hand on my hard dick. "Damn, it's really hard." She. By now Cindy was almost in tears, she had searched through everything, which she imagined could be wrong. In order to reach some places under the hood she had stepped up onto the bumper and was bent forward over the motor, She could feel the cool breeze fanning her naked ass as she fought to find the reason for her breakdown but she was not perturbed by the fact that if any one drove past they would quite comfortably have full view of her red panties covered pussy. Not only was she exposed down. I put the bag on the sofa and opened the bedroom door. I heard light breathing, very even and regular. The glow coming in through the window courtesy of the midnight sun set her alabaster skin almost glowing, red hair forming a cropped halo around her head. So inviting ... so delicious.I approached the bed quietly and gently pulled down the covers. She slept nude ... my lucky night! Her breasts moved slightly as her chest rose and fell. Orbs of such beauty that they brought a tear to my eye,. She had left a note in the kitchen that she'd be out to dinner with friends, which left me to do my own thing.My evening passed quietly. I daydreamed of Mom and I and wished she was at home for a repeat of last night. I wondered about everything that had happened between us. Our relationship didn't seem any different during the day. But when I thought about holding Mom's pussy in my hand I got an immediate erection.The whole situation was odd. I understood it was incest. That didn't bother me.