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I was hanging out with a bunch of friends in Cory’s basement. I was sixteen and the school year had just ended a couple weeks before that Wednesday. It was around 11am and we were planning to ride our bikes to the local courts to play some hoops. Before we left I wanted to use his bathroom. He said it was upstairs on the left. Thinking “upstairs” meant upstairs, I bypassed the main floor (and the bathroom on the left) and went up to the second floor. I passed what was probably his parents’ bedroom on the left and another bedroom on the right before reaching the second door on the left. As I looked in, I got a surprising view and jumped back against the wall. Standing at the bathroom mirror was Mrs. Williams, Cory’s mom, wearing just a bra and pants. I was completely shocked by what I just saw. I decided to peer into the doorway and moved my head slowly until I got an eyeful. Mrs. Williams was wearing a white lace bra and sweatpants. She was a beautiful woman of forty with smooth alabaster skin and shoulder length black hair. She was about 5’2″ with an average body shape and 34D breasts. She was barefoot and up on her toes as she leaned toward the wall mirror to check her makeup. I leaned back against the wall and took in a deep breath as well as all I had just seen. I decided I wanted a closer and better view. I tried to play it cool and walked nonchalantly into the bathroom and hit the door to close it behind me. Mrs. Williams turned and gasped, “Oh my God! What are you. . . The door don’t let it. . .” She pointed and I turned to grab it, but it was too late as it closed. “Close.” I turned back toward her and she had her arms crossed covering herself. “Great, now we’re stuck in here. Turn around Rick. You shouldn’t be seeing me like this. I’m Cory’s mother.” “But I didn’t lock the door,” I said as I turned around. I had gotten a pretty good view when I first walked in. The lace bra left little to the imagination and was sheer Kartal Escort in certain areas. I could see her large areolas and nipples through the fabric. Her skin was flawless and her eyes were pale blue. “The latch is broken and has to be opened with a screwdriver from the outside.” “I’m sure if we yell out, someone will hear us and open the door.” “Because I want Cory to find his mother half naked with his best friend. Lauren(Cory’s sister) will be home soon from staying over at her friend’s house.” “What if I just hide in the shower?” “That won’t work because this shower has a glass sliding door.” We just stood there silently for several minutes. I glanced to my right at the mirror and could see her standing behind me, with her hands on her hips, mouthing something to herself. I turned my head slightly, so I didn’t have to strain my eyes so much. After about a minute, she looked at the mirror and noticed me looking and covered up again. “Eyes front, mister.” “Sorry, I couldn’t help myself. You’re very pretty.” “No need to try and make me feel better, Rick” “No, I’m serious. You look great, very sexy in that bra,” I let her know and glanced back at the mirror to see her looking down at herself. A tiny smile came out as she ran her hands over her body. I turned my eyes quickly forward as her head came up and she turned towards the mirror. “I saw that. Keep your eyes forward.” After about a half hour, there was a knock at the door. “Mom, are you in there?” It was Cory. I turned quickly to Mrs. Williams, slightly panicked. She quickly walked past me, pulled me out of the way by the should and said, “Yeah, I’m just getting ready to go out.” “I thought the door was still broken?” he inquired. “Your father fixed it.” “It’s about time. Have you seen Rick? He went to the bathroom like a half hour ago, but I checked the one downstairs and it was empty.” I slapped my head at hearing this and Mrs. Williams Kartal Escort Bayan turned and put a finger to her lips angrily. My eyes widened and I got really still. “His mother came and got him for help with something at home, but she said she’d have him back by 1pm.” “Well, when he comes back, tell him we went to the courts by Jim’s house to play.” “OK, Have fun honey.” “Bye, Mom. Oh mom I forgot to tell you, Lauren called and said she was going to the mall with her friends and would pick up Carly(Cory’s other sister) on the way. They’ll be back in time for dinner.” With this information Mrs. Williams bent over in defeat. “KO, thanks.” I was listening intently and she was pretty good at thinking on her feet. I was also watching intently, thinking of how good she looked from behind too. When she bent over, her ass looked great pressed against her sweatpants. I was really turned on by the lack of panty lines. As I adjusted my growing erection, I remembered the reason I had come up here in the first place and felt the urge to pee. “Great, we’re gonna be here all afternoon,” she sighed as she turned toward me with her eyes downward in defeat. As she raised them, they paused as she seemed to take notice of the bulge in my mesh basketball shorts. She finally looked up into my eyes (At 16, I was 6’2″ and very athletic, with wavy brown hair and a light tan) “Any ideas on how to get out of here, Rick?” She didn’t even ask me to turn around. She had either grown comfortable with me or was very distracted by our situation. I was pretty sure it was the latter. “I could try and break down the door.” “I’m sure you could do it, but I don’t want to break it down. Thanks for the offer.” “Umm, Mrs. Williams?” “Yeah, sweety?” “I really gotta pee. Could you . . . uh . . . turn around?” I asked as I motioned my finger in a spinning motion. With this inquiry she remembered her clothing situation or lack Escort Kartal thereof and quickly covered herself up, before she turned around. “Oh my gosh, sure sweety, pretend I’m not even here.” she cupped her hands over her ears. “Just let me know when you’re finished.” I pulled up my long t-shirt and down my mesh shorts before unbuttoning my boxers and taking out my half erect cock. I stood there for a minute but couldn’t go. Mrs. Williams took her hand off one of her ears. “Did you want me to turn on the faucet?” “If you don’t mind.” “No problem,” she reached for the faucet, but was having trouble without actually looking. She backed up a little toward the sink and just missed the handle as she reached out. I stood there watching, amused by her effort. I saw her gazing intently forward in her reflection. Then she glanced toward the mirror, long enough to see the handle and turn it on. Also long enough to see me standing there, flat abs slightly exposed and cock in hand. I could tell her gaze had lingered long enough because her eyes darted forward. After I was able to start peeing, I looked back at the mirror and saw her ears were now uncovered(the faucet was loud enough to drown out the sound of my urination), her left hand was touching her breast and her right hand was on her inner thigh. I finished up and straightened my clothes before flushing and then walking over to the faucet to wash my hands. I turned off the faucet, which startled her and made her spin around quickly. “Oh my,” she gasped as her hands brushed against my stomach. She was standing about a foot in front of me looking up into my face. A slight shiver seemed to go through her and then she backed up slowly, “sorry I didn’t hear you move. Could you . . . uh . . . turn around, again?” she asked weakly with a gulp. “No.” “No? What do you mean, No?” “I’ve got a better idea,” I said as I took off my shirt. “What are you doing?” she blurted out as she backed up into the door. I walked right up to her, put one hand on her bare shoulder and leaned in and whispered, “you’re a beautiful woman, who shouldn’t be embarrassed,” I leaned back, “but if you must you can put this on.” I handed her my shirt and stepped back. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
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