At first we moved slowly and tentatively. Then as we once again became accustomed to the music and to each other we moved with more confidence. It onl... took a few moments before we were moving in unison, anticipating, knowing the others movements. Moving as one, completely coordinated, in sync with each other. As we whirled around the dance floor, we no longer heard the music. We danced to the rhythm of our beating hearts: thump, thump, thump – the one, two, three of the waltz. I no longer saw. Little did I know, but because she’d been stuck on the motorway, she was fit to burst and desperate for the toilet, and this opportunity would give me the chance to do what most teenage boys would could only dream of, not only seeing a naked woman in the flesh, but that woman being my own mom as well.Before I carry on, let me tell you a bit about myself and my family. My name is Stewart or Stu to my friends and family and at the time I lived in the Great Barr area of Birmingham. Dad was a. She was on a transparent white saree with sleeveless blouse. She smelled like pure jasmine.She let me take my time. Her face was a bit tensed too.After about 2 minutes.Rani: How do I look?Me: Oh my god. Baby. You are one beauty.But I used this oppurtuniy to touch her assets.Me: But. There is something.Rani: (tensed) what??What is it.??I went towards her. Me: may I??Rani: yeah. We will make an exception here. Come on..And she turned towards the mirror.Her fragrance was really having an effect on. But a bet is a bet.Crap, this was going to be worse than I thought.Resigned, I grabbed his laundry basket and started picking up his clothes. Gross! After I had them all, I went downstairs to the basement and into the laundry room. A stairway from the family room, lead down to a finished basement. Though there was not much down there, since we didn't really use it much. An old couch and a couple chairs lined one wall and a book case with some really old books on it lined another. The laundry.