Free Sharing the Shower (Taboo Erotica) by Anya Merchant Page A

after it cools down, and we can be outside without worrying about frying in the sun.” Brett waved goodbye to the two of them as he walked off down the street. Tim waited until his friend was out of earshot before turning to his mother and vocalizing his concerns.
    “Mom, is that really the kind of dress you want to be wearing on a day like today?” asked Tim. “I mean, it’s just plain white, and the fabric is as thin as a sheet. If you started sweating, it would be almost…”
    He trailed off as he pictured what it would look like in his head, the sight of his mom with the skirt sticking tight to her body sending shameful excitement rushing to his lower half. She’s my mother, for god sakes!
    “Honey, it’s too hot out today for me to dress normally,” said Vanessa. “But it’s fine if I’m just hanging around the house, isn’t it?”
    She bent over to pick up the clippers that Brett had set down, and Tim felt his eyes being drawn to her butt as the dress slid up along her legs. He did a double take as the bottom edge of her buttocks came into view. and realized that she wasn’t wearing any panties underneath.
    “Anyway, come on inside,” said his mom. “I need to talk to you about something. It’s related to the heat, but…”
    “But what?” Tim waited for her to walk over to him, feeling his cock stiffen as he saw the dress begin to cling to her breasts. Vanessa shook her head and walked over to the door.
    “You should have a seat at the table,” she said. “Let’s talk about it over some lemonade.”
    It had just been Vanessa and Tim around the house for the past week. Tim’s dad was a high powered business executive, and for as long as Tim could remember, he’d always spent at least as much time traveling as he did at home. It had never felt lonely with just him and Vanessa around the house, but there was always a strange tension whenever they were alone together, as though there was something electric in the air.
    Vanessa began pouring lemonade from a pitcher on the counter. She dropped some ice into the glass from the freezer and then handed it to Tim.
    “It’s freshly squeezed,” said Vanessa. “I didn’t add much sugar, but it should still be pretty sweet.”
    Tim took a sip of it. Wow, this is exactly what I needed.
    “So what was it that you wanted to talk about?” he asked. Vanessa sighed and pushed a couple of strands of hair out of her face.
    “The drought is in full effect.” Her voice was quiet and strangely reserved. “I know you’ve probably heard about the new water restrictions on the news.”
    Tim nodded.
    “Yeah, I was thinking about that today,” he said. “We spend so much water on the lawn, we should probably think about-“
    “That’s not an option, sweetie.” Vanessa reached her arm across the table and squeezed Tim’s shoulder reassuringly. It sent a wave of excitement through him, instantly. She’s just touching my shoulder. I need to relax.
    “Okay, well…” Tim tried to think but found it impossible to focus on anything other than his mom’s luscious, shamefully attractive body. “What else can we do to cut back?”
    “We need to start looking into our water use in the bathroom,” said Vanessa. “Specifically… our showers.”
    “Mom, it’s not like we can just go without bathing for the sake of the lawn! I break out in a sweat just walking through the sun to get the mail.”
    “That’s not what I was suggesting.” Vanessa cleared her throat and then bit her lower lip. “Sweetie… I’m your mother, and you’re my son. Instead of each of us taking one shower per day, I think we should both… well, I think we should.”
    Vanessa paused and tapped her fingers on the counter anxiously for a moment.
    “I think we should take one shower per day, total.” She reached her hand over and set it on top of Tim’s, as though putting it there for emotional support.
    Wait… what?
    “So, like, we alternate days or something?” Tim was