Slowly, I started to notice her sexually. My young 41-year-old mom was a fucking milf. I started to realize how sexy she was. The way she exposed her ...leavage and navel when she wore saree. The way she exposed her asslines while wearing the nightie after tying it at the hip and showing her anklets.One day, she wore a black saree to a public event. I was reminded of Vidya Balan wearing the black blouse and saree, dancing her hips off in the ‘Dirty picture’ movie. That turned my switch on.“You. By the end of the night I am covered in a mixture of cum, beer and dirt, and have love bites, scratches and other marks from being punished all over my body. And my cunt and ass ache.The next morning (Saturday) I shower, having slept on the floor for what was left of the night, then take the mechanic his breakfast, which after he has finished I have to give him a blow job then fuck him. After he has dressed he takes me to work with him, I am still only allowed to wear my stockings and shoes, he. Hmm, that’s just what she did in the sanctuary of her apartment but, she thought, it never felt as nice or as stimulating as this, doing it for an unseen voyeur.“Melanie, why don’t you let me see your vagina .. or do you call it your pussy .. or your cunt?”She stood up reached under her skirt and with one swift move hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her cotton knickers and yanked them down to her ankles. She lifted the hem of the skirt and standing with her legs apart revealed a thick bush. “Please don’t do this again,” she whispered.“What are you talking about?”“Hide ... Close up and disappear ... Like you did after Julie.”My gut tightened. “I’m not,” I replied, forcing myself to deny the truth of her words.“Shh ... I want you to remember what happened back then, when you did that. How shitty things went for us, and how—”“Lara, I can’t. Please don’t—”“You need to,” she continued more forcefully. “I remember that spring ... When we both did it, running away from everything ....