" Mitch re-oiled his hands and started on the outsides of those lush curvy cheeks, the oil glistening lewdly on the big soft spheres. His hands got cl...oser to the leg openings of her bottom, the triangular panel covering her shapely rear end attractively."Uh, I'm not sure if I'm doing a very good job," Mitch said, an exaggerated note of concern in his voice. "I want to make sure you have nice even coverage, but it's a little difficult when my fingers keep bumping into the edge of your bikini. “Don’t be a pussy,” I tell myself and I walk into the bathroom. There’s my mom laying naked in the tub with her big tits floating on the water and her large pink nipples staring right at me. Her black hairy bush is swaying in the water, which makes her naked torso look like a face smiling at me.“What’s the matter?” she asks.“Nothing just seeing what’s up.”“Can’t you ‘just see what’s up’ when I’m done in the bathtub?” she asks.“Does it matter? I’ve seen you naked a thousand times mom so I think. They all stopped to watch me. For a moment, I forgot why that might be, but I wasn’t about to ruin one of my nice bras while working in the barn. With only a tee shirt on top, I was very aware of my breasts dancing for them. I could immediately see that enticing them was going to be no problem.We worked for several hours and the morning steadily heated up. It did occur to me, though, that the rising temperature could have also been a factor of being in the barn where the primary effort was. You see the relationship that I had had with my mom was not typical.And I was worried about the effect time would have on our bond.When I arrived home my mother had thrown a small welcome home party for me, she was serving drinks when I firstsaw her, she was wearing a very low cut loose blouse that could barely contain her massive 36 dd.She caught site of me staring at her tits and a big smile swept across her face.The rest of the evening was spent tryingto hide my boner.I was a little drunk.