The Shower and The Voyeur Part 2 (You Choose: Wife's mother)
The Shower and Voyeur Part 1 - You Choose
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The next morning couldn't have come soon enough. I stared at the alarm clock and waited for the right time. I was already hard and I hadn't even gotten out of bed yet. It wont be long now I said to myself excitedly as I rolled out of bed and stood up. My erect cock stood out from my body forming a tent in my boxer shorts. I quickly yanked them off and tossed them into the laundry basket. My heart raced as my mind played back the previous days events. Not more than twenty four hour ago my wife's mom, Mrs Jones, was standing just there by that very laundry basket secretly spying on me, or so she thought, while I showered. I had given her quite the show, masturbating in front of her and shooting my load all over the back of the shower. I had become quite the exhibitionist. Today will be no different I confidently said aloud. But I had something special in store for this woman today but that would have to wait.
I quickly stepped into the bathroom, again leaving the door wide open, and then stepped into the shower. As I did this my cock flopped stiffly from side to side. I still could not believe it. I still could not believe what I was about to do again, expose myself to her, expose myself in front of my wife's mom. I glanced over to the little cosmetic mirror I set up on the vanity. The previous night I had set it up so that I could discretely see her as she watched me without spooking her. It took several tries to get it set up just right and the reflection was quite small but I was confident it would elude her detection and allow me to see her anytime I liked. Yes this is going to be fun I said excitedly to myself.
I reached down and turned the water on. My heart continued to pound with anticipation as I felt the water slowly warm up. When it reached temperature I turned it off and waited. I wanted to hear her arrive. I wanted to hear the door and know that she was there. It seemed like it took forever as I stood there frozen and listening carefully. Then it came, the familiar sound of a key in the door turning the lock and the swooshing sound of the door being pushed open. I literally jumped even though it was exactly what I was waiting for but it still startled me.
I still could not believe. I still could not believe it was actually happening, no more waiting. Soon she will be in her little hiding place and soon I will be again exposing myself to her. My heart pounded heavy in my chest. I quickly reached down and turned the water on. The spray felt great but was just a bit cool. It was a nice feeling in my excited state but it needed a I few quick adjustment to get it to just the right temperature.
I stepped under the spray and turned my body just enough to conceal myself from her. I didn't want her to see me straight off. I wanted to toy with her. I wanted to tease her and get her worked up nice and slow. I rinsed my head under the spray and waited for her to get into place and get settled. I knew it would not take long. With much anticipation I watched for her in the tiny cosmetic mirror on the counter. My heart skipped a beat when I saw her come into view. I could see her find me in the mirror as she stepped up. She gave me a steady gaze before ducking herself behind the wall again like she had done the other day. My cock stiffened and pushed upwards. Everything was in place. I had to take a deep breath to compose myself. Her eyes were on me again and it was electrifying.
I grabbed the soap and began to lather up my chest. With my backside still facing her I moved from side to side enjoying the warmth of the water and enjoying the fact I was being watched. What a turn on. I lathered up again but this time I brought my right hand back and soaped up my ass. I worked my hand around and around giving myself a good scrubbing. My sphincter was particularly sensitive to the touch and caused my cock to twitch from the attention. I toyed with sticking my finger in my asshole but decided not to. I had other plans. Maybe another time I playfully thought to myself.
It was now time to show her another side to myself. A perspective I am sure she had never seen before in a man. I casually widened my stance and slowly bent over at the waste. As I did this I first washed my left leg starting at my thigh and slowly working my way all the way down to my ankle. This gave her an incredible and very personal view of the backside of my cock and balls as they huge heavy between my legs. I stayed in that prone position for several long moments giving her ample time to take in the image. I felt so incredibly nasty to be exposing myself to her in this way and she must have known that something was up. The position was too awkward and to unnatural to be real. But at this stage I did not care and I did not think she cared. The only thing on her mind was seeing my heavy balls and thick cock for the first time that day hanging down between my legs. Slowly I righted myself and then proceeded to do it again for my right leg. As I reached my ankle I bent over even more severely exposing myself yet further to her. Again I held the position and then slowly righted myself.
As I stood up I took the opportunity to look into the small mirror. I had to see her, I had to see if my little antics got her to start frigging herself again. Sure enough her head was rhythmically moving up and down. I built the picture in my mind. I pictured her lovely hand I eyed the other day deep in her crotch darting in and out of her pussy. Maybe she had pulled her stretch pants down to her thighs giving herself free reign with her hand. It was a sight that I would love to see and hoped to some day.
The sight of her heightened my own arousal tremendously. We were both voyeuring each other but only one of us was enjoying it as an exhibitionist. I took a deep breath and slowly turned exposing myself to her in profile. I continued to watch her. Her gaze was intent and firm. Her mouth dropped open slightly at the first sight of me and then she closed it and bit down lightly on her lower lip in a wanton way. What an incredible turn on to see her react in such a way.
Slowly I turned to face her and grabbed the soap again. I am sure she was waiting for this moment, waiting for the show to again happen, waiting for me to finish up cleaning myself and grab my cock and stoke myself off for her. I resisted the temptation to do it then and there. I had other plans. I soaped up my chest and rinsed it off. As I did this I swayed my hips back and forth causing my cock to flop heavily from side to side. The soapy water cascaded down my body and dribbled down and around my balls. Again the warm water and the fact I was exposing myself heightened my state of arousal. I knew if I touched either my cock or balls I would exploit.
I took another deep breath. It was now time to implement my plan. I was beside myself. It had to work. We were both at the peak of our arousels. My hand shook slightly with anticipation as I quickly reached down and turned the water off. I stepped over and pulled the sliding glass ajar and yelled out.
Mrs Jones, hey are you there, if you are can you help me I need a towel, there are no towels. This was the plan the previous night I had removed the bath towels for this very reason. She would have to bring me one and when she does I will make sure she sees me, I will make sure she sees my erection and swollen balls. But there was more, much more.
I waited for several long moments and then called out again. She must have time to collect herself, to decide to do it of not, to decide how to react.
Hey Mrs Jones can you help I need a towel...if you are there, I said aloud and allowed my voice to trail off like I was disappointed that there was no help coming.
I again waited. My heart raced when she finally appeared. Hello she said, you need a towel she proclaimed as she held one up. As anticipated she played it up and discretely turned her head and gaze from me as she approached. I did my part as well and stood back behind the glass and to the side as she got closer. I could not believe she was only paces away and I was standing there with my cock still very hard and erect and my balls full of sperm and ready to explode out. As she neared she held the towel out with an outstretched arm for me to grab. I pulled the sliding glass door aside just enough so that I could reach for the towel. I gave it a slight tug and she released it. I purposely did the same and the towel fell to the floor.
Sorry, she immediately said thinking she had dropped it and quickly knelt down to pick it up. This was it. I was going to expose myself to this woman up close and personal. I pulled the sliding glass further aside and stepped forward and turned so that I was now facing her straight on. There was nothing between her and I now. My heart pounded with anticipation. Sure enough from her knelt position she slowly lifted her head and looked up at me. I was beside myself. My cock stood straight up and out with a slight upward arc and was not more than a foot and a half away from this woman's lovely face. From her angle she was looking just up at the underside of my cock and straight onto my swollen balls. You could not get any more personal than this. I never knew it could be so exhilarating to expose yourself in this way. My cocked twitched slightly up and down with every beat of my heart as I watched this woman take in my image. She took a quick moment and then began to put on an act.
OH MY!, she gasped and then turned her head and eyes away as if looking up at me was accidental. She grabbed the towel and thrusted it upward towards me and took her other hand and covered her eyes. As I grabbed the towel she stood up quickly and stepped back turning her head completely away from me.
It is okay, I quickly said. I do not mind. She stopped but kept her back to me.
I am so sorry, she proclaimed, I did not mean to...., she continued but her voiced trailed off.
No really it is okay, I said half out of breath myself. I paused a moment and then continued, I really do not mind. It is okay you can turn around.
But..., she started to say and then stopped.
Really it is okay now, you can turn around. My heart raced. The way I said it I am sure it made her believe I had wrapped the towel around myself and it was now safe to turn around. But the fact was I had not. I had the towel still in my hand. I had brought it up to my chest to start drying myself off and it hung down just to the side of my cock. As she started to turn I stepped out of the shower. I was still very wet and quite a bit of water dripped onto the floor.
Oh! she gasped again when she saw I was not covered and she quickly looked away again.
Its okay, I immediately assured her. I really don't mind if you see me. Slowly she turned her head and faced me. My heart pounded heavy yet again. She immediately glanced down at my cock and then at me. I could see it in this woman's eyes she could not believe I could be so bold. I felt so incredibly nasty standing there completely naked and fully erect in front of my wife's mom.
I should go, she hastily said as she quickly turned and started to head out of the bathroom.
Wait, I said sharply. She stopped immediately. My heart raced faster it was now time for the second part of my plan.
Can you do my a favor, I said. My cock twitched. This was it another deciding moment. Can you help me towel off, I said boldly. With that she slowly turned around and looked directly at me. The look on her face had changed. Her eyes were searching mine. She started to realize she had been set up and that I had exposed myself to her on purpose.
I can't, you are ...., she started to say and then her voice trailed off. I quickly stepped forward and handed her the towel and turned around.
Can you do my back for me, there is no harm it that, I politely said. A few moments passed but then I felt the soft towel hit my skin. I could not believe it my little plan had worked and my wife's mom was now toweling me off. She slowly moved the towel across my shoulder blades and then down lower on my back. I began to wonder how bold she will be.
You're making a big mess she said as she peered over the side of my body and down. I looked back at her and followed her eyes down to the floor. She was right there was quite a bit of water down there.
That is okay, I said with a smile. I followed her eyes back up my body where she stopped and gazed at my cock from around my left side. It felt strange for this woman to be standing so close to me and looking at my cock with such focus.
You have a nice body, she finally said half out of breath. As she reached my lower back she stopped and pulled away.
Dont stop, I said as I glanced back at her and smiled. That felt great can you do the rest of me, I said as casually as I could. Only moments passed but then she smiled back at me. She had made her decision. She was going to go along with this little game of ours.
We broke our gazes and I turned and looked straight ahead. With much anticipation I felt the towel return to my back. She slowly worked the towel down passed my lower back all the way down to my buttocks. She proceeded to dry off each of my cheeks individually giving them a good feel as she did it. To my delight I then felt her small hands delicately slide down between the crack of my ass. There she pressed ever so slightly up between my cheeks first from one side then from the other giving my ass a good feel. My cock twitched from the intrusion as I felt her ever so briefly touch my sphincter. I could hear her breathing get heavier and heavier. She was enjoying this as much at I was.
Here turn and face me, she said in an excited tone. I did as she wished. As I did this she gazed down directly at my still very stiff and erect cock. There was no being shy about it. It was okay to look, it was okay to stare. I had told her it was okay, so she did. I could see the amazement in her eyes as I too felt so incrediably strange to be standing there naked in front of my wife's mom and to have her look at me in such a personal way.
Several short moments passed as she took in my image and then slowly her eyes traced up my body to my chest. Without a word she brought the towel up and placed it on my chest and began to move it back and forth in large sweeping motions. The little fibers of the towel felt great as it glided over my skin soaking up the tiny droplets of water. She did my chest as she had done the cheeks of my ass feeling me up as she went. As she did this she had stepped very close to me to the point where my cock was almost touching her. Seeing this I inched my hips ever so slightly forward and touched this woman with my cock for the very first time. She immediately looked down but did not move away. She just continued to dry me off as if I was not touching her with my cock. As she moved from side to side with the towel she knowingly moved her body back and forth as well causing the fabric of her clothes to glide over the head of my cock tickling it. The sensation was incredible.
Slowly she worked the towel down over my stomach and I wondered if she would be so bold as to continue all the way down to my cock without prompting. She did not. She stopped just short and then knelt down in front of me to start on my legs. Her face was again at the same height as my cock and balls. She started on my upper thigh first of my left leg. I widened my stance slightly to give her better access. She worked the towel back and forth over the front and back of my thigh. As she worked she eyed my cock and balls. Seeing this I ever so subtly turned and moved my cock dangerously close to her face. Again she did not move away. I felt so incredibly nasty to be doing such a thing and to top it off this woman knew full well what I was doing and she didn't object.
It did not take her long for her to finish my left leg. She shifted herself over a bit and then started on my right. I too did as I did before and shifted my stance as well and again placed my cock very close to her face but this time I placed it even closer and this time she looked up a me and smiled. My cock was less than an inch from this woman's cheek. Again she did not move.
She made quick work of my leg and shuffled herself back and stood up. I smiled at her and she looked me in the eyes. We both know there was one spot that had yet to be dried.
Here use this, I said as I reached over and picked up a small hand towel off the counter and handed it to her. She held it up between her fingers and looked at it and then looked at me. The look in her eyes told me everything. It was a playful version of you've got to be kidding me. I smiled back at her a smile that told her, yes I am serious I indeed wanted her to finish drying my off with that tiny towel. I was beside myself with anticipation as she stepped forward. There was something else I had in store for her but I had to wait for just the right moment.
Slowly she brought the hand towel forward. She did not place it on my cock right away. She first placed it just above it on my pubic hair. She dabbed up the moisture moving back and forth. My cock twitched again from the attention. She then moved the hand towel slowly down passed my cock and down to my balls. She pushed them to the side at first but then moved her hand underneath cupping them. Her breathing was heavy and her eyes were riveted on what she was doing as she lightly rolled my balls around and around in the towel drying them off. It was now or never I thought to myself as I reached down and grabbed an edge of the towel and quickly pulled it away from her. This left her bare hand lightly cupping the bare skin of my swollen my balls. She was startled by this at first and for several moments she did not move. Finally she looked up and me and smiled.
You are one naughty man, she said breathlessly as she looked back down at her hand cupping my balls and began to fondle them. My cock began to twitch wildly. I knew I would not be able to take much more of this. Her hand was so soft and warm and made my balls tingled as she played with them. I began to shudder and my legs got weak. Sensing this she moved herself over a little to get herself into a better position and slowly brought her delicate little hand up and around the shaft of my cock. I looked at it intently. My cock was so engorged that her hand almost did not make it all the way around. She held her hand there teasing me for what seemed like forever. My cock twitched wildly in anticipation. I was close, very close. Slowly she slid her hand up the length of my shaft. She held it there as well, again teasing me. One downward stroke was going to be all it would take. I knew it and she knew. It was all to much for me to see my wife's mother with her hand wrapped around the shaft of my cock poised to stroke down and set me off, poised to cause my cock to explode and shoot my sperm out all over the bathroom. Poised to start jacking me until my balls are dry.
She then did it. This woman tightened her grip and stroked down the complete length of my shaft. The soft skin of her delicate little hand felt incredible as it glided over the many contours of my thick shaft. I exploded in a thick stream that shot out violently. The initial stream sailed across the room hitting the mirror above the wash basin. On cue she began to pump my cock in earnest. Again stream after stream kept coming even more so then the other day. I reached out and grabbed her shoulder to steady myself. Eight, nine, ten eruptions. My sperm was everywhere. Finally my balls were empty but my cock kept twitching. She continued to stroke me but more gingerly. Slowly she squeezed the last bit out of the tip of my cock. It dribbled down the back of her hand to the floor.
Wow, thank you, I said, that was incredible. She smiled at me and said, yes it was. We both then looked up and around the room. My sperm was everywhere. The place was a mess.
I may be helping you clean around here but I am not cleaning that up, she said playfully. We both laughed hard.