Hidden Flames

As I stood in the kitchen, I couldn’t help but notice the way the sunlight danced across Mum’s face, her blonde hair tied up in a ponytail, and her curves hugged tightly by her black PVC leggings. My heart skipped a beat as I took in the sight, my body reacting in ways I couldn’t control. I leaned against the doorframe, watching her as she washed the dishes, her hands moving deftly in the soapy water.

I decided to approach her from behind, wrapping my arms around her waist, and pulling her close. My cock pressed against her ass, the PVC leggings providing a tantalizing barrier between us. I could feel the heat emanating from her body, and my desire grew with every passing moment.

“Hey, Mum, how’s it going?” I asked, my voice low and casual, trying to distract her from the fact that I was grinding my cock against her ass. She seemed to relax into my arms, her body warm and soft against mine.

As we chatted, I continued to press my cock against her, the PVC leggings clinging to her curves, and providing a delicious friction. I could feel my cock throbbing with desire, and I knew I had to be careful not to arouse her suspicion. Mum seemed oblivious to my actions, too caught up in our conversation to notice the subtle movements of my hips.

I kept talking, trying to keep her distracted, while my cock continued to press against her ass. The PVC leggings were a perfect barrier, allowing me to feel her heat, without being too obvious. I could feel my climax building, and I knew I had to hold back, not wanting to make a sound.

As we stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the tension between us grew, laced with a sense of warmth and connection. Mum seemed to lean into me, her body swaying slightly to the rhythm of my movements. I could feel her nipples hardening against my chest, and I knew she was starting to respond to my touch, though she still had no idea what was really happening.

For a moment, we just stood there, our bodies entwined, our hearts beating as one. Then, I slowly began to move my hand down to my pants, trying not to draw attention to what I was doing. I carefully unzipped my fly and slid my hand inside, wrapping my fingers around my cock. I slowly began to pull it out, trying not to make any sudden movements that might alert Mum to what was happening.

As I finally freed my cock from my pants, I could feel the cool air on my skin, and my desire surged to new heights. I positioned myself so that I could shoot my cum over Mum’s leggings without her realizing what was happening. With one final thrust, I felt my climax release, and my cum shot out, landing on the black PVC.

Mum didn’t flinch, still oblivious to what had just happened. She smiled, her body relaxing into mine, and we just stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the tension between us still palpable, but now laced with a sense of warmth and connection. “You okay, Joe?” she asked, her voice soft and concerned. I nodded, still holding her close, my heart pounding in my chest. “Yeah, I’m fine,” I whispered, my lips brushing against her ear. Mum smiled, her body swaying slightly, and we just stood there, lost in the moment.