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

bewildered. She can’t mean what I think she means, can she?
    Instead of explaining any further, Vanessa stood up from her chair and took Tim’s hand in hers. Wordlessly, she began walking forward, leading him into the hallway and towards the bathroom.

CHAPTER 2
     
    “It’s no big deal, sweetie.” Vanessa stood in front of the shower in the bathroom. She was smiling softly at Tim.
    “What are you saying, mom?” Tim couldn’t stop shaking his head. The tiny bathroom felt even tinier than usual, and his mom seemed to radiate off heat like a furnace. She’s not serious, is she? I must be confused about what she means.
    Vanessa reached out her hands and took one of Tim’s in between them. She slowly licked her lips and raised one eyebrow.
    “It’s no big deal,” she said. “Your father and I have already started sharing our showers together. It saves so much water, enough for us to not have to worry about the lawn.”
    “Mom, this is insane!” Tim stepped forward reflexively, closing the distance between the two of them and almost putting himself into direct contact with her. “Dad is your husband. You, you’re…”
    “I’m your mother.” Vanessa cupped one of his cheeks in her hand and then kissed him softly on the other, her breath tickling his neck with humid heat. “And you’re my son. I’ve seen you naked before.”
    It’s not you seeing me naked that worries me. This would mean that I’d get to see you naked, too.
    “Sure, it’s a little weird,” she whispered. “But desperate times call for desperate measures.”
    Tim realized with a bit of his start that his cock was rock hard in between his legs. He struggled to meet his mom’s eye contact, the air in the room around him feeling as though it was pulsing with strange erotic tension. I’m not seriously going to agree to this, am I?
    “…Okay,” he said after a moment. “I guess… we can give it a try.”
    Rather than cutting through the silence and sexual awkwardness, his words only made it worse. Tim’s cock was aching in his pants, and worry began to flood through his mind. Oh god, she’s going to see my hard on! This is so fucking weird…
    “The only way this is going to work is if we’re open with each other about our feelings.” Vanessa smiled at Tim and ran one of her hands through his hair. “Just tell me what’s on your mind, sweetie. Is it because you have trouble seeing me as both your mother and a woman?”
    Yes!
    Tim took a second to formulate how to put his thoughts a bit more tactfully.
    “I don’t know…” He swallowed hard and scratched his head. “I guess I’m just a little worried… well, about how my body might respond.”
    Vanessa looked almost flattered by his comment.
    “Are you saying that you’re worried that you might find me attractive?” She laughed and shook her head. “Honey, I’m your mother! That’s not going to happen, and even if it did, I would fully understand.”
    Before Tim could object any further, his mom stepped over to the shower and begun fiddling with the temperature knobs. He watched her feeling the water as it came down and getting it just right. Without warning, she took a step back and then slowly began pulling her summer dress up and over her head.
    Oh my god… Why can’t I look away?
    It was like watching a strip show, or a porn video, except up close and in person. Time felt like it was moving at a fractured pace, with each second representing a new still frame of forbidden hotness. Slowly Vanessa turned around, holding one of her arms across her large breasts and stuffing one hand down against her crotch.
    “Let’s get started, sweetie,” she said. “Once we’re in your shower you’ll be able to relax.”
    I can’t believe this is happening…
    It took Tim a minute to realize that his mother was waiting for him to join her in a state of undress. He coughed nervously and pulled his t-shirt up and over his head. His cock throbbed against the fabric of his