I had many desires to go swimming, but I couldn't find my swimsuit. My mom was in the kitchen reading a cookbook, something new she bought at the used bookstore. If someone knew where it was, she would know.
Mom, do you know where my swimsuit is?
I had to throw it, he said with indifference and without lifting his gaze from his book.
What...? I said, surprised by her apparently indifferent attitude towards my clothes. Why?
There was a great rift between them, he said without stopping, Oh, here's a recipe for Tucumán empanadas! Do you like them fried or baked?
I don't know, I replied quickly. Mom, I had a strong desire to go swimming all day at the university. It was so hot today! My last month at CBC had just started and it was still 40 degrees outside. That's all I could think about during my last class of the day, being home by the pool.
Okay, go ahead. I won't stop you. He was still paying more attention to the cookbook than me. 'I'm trying to decide what to prepare for dinner'.
I don't have another swimsuit.
What happened to the orange?
I left it at Grandma's house, I always have a spare there just in case it was necessary, I said, wishing I hadn't left it there.
Okay, then don't put one on.
That statement surprised me a bit. Mom doesn't let anyone wear anything but a bathing suit in 'her' pool. She doesn't want chemicals from clothes or something like that.
Will you really let me wear short pants?
I didn't say that. You don't need to put on anything.
What? Do you mean... naked? She couldn't speak seriously.
Yes, if you're dirty or greasy, first shower in the bathroom.
Certainly sounded serious.
But... what if someone sees me? I asked worriedly.
Bring a towel outside with you. If there are no neighbors on the rooftops, nobody will see you. Ooohhh! Paraguayan soup!
So you're serious about it, should I swim naked?
He's called skinny bath. He used to do it all the time. She said, as if it was something everyone did.
But you don't do it anymore?
In reality, if you want me to be honest, I did it yesterday while you were at the faculty! She dedicated a mischievous smile before resuming the reading of the cookbook.
Never before did you say we could take naked baths! Mom was so strict about what people were allowed to use.
No, I only said what you'd be like if you wanted to swim. I never said you couldn't swim naked. Just don't do it when we have company and always make sure you're clean first, the filter is very sensitive.
It's okay, I suppose I'll try, I replied reluctantly. I still had so many desires to swim, and although she gave me permission to take a skinny dip, it still seemed so rough that I was getting a little excited thinking about it.
I went to my room to take off my clothes. Then I grabbed a beach towel and quickly showered in the bathroom and then wrapped myself with the towel before heading back to the kitchen area again, which was the exit through the rear sliding door to our pool.
Did you wash your hair? He asked rhetorically, obviously seeing that my hair was wet.
I nodded nervously.
Well, have fun! So it's stillaI'll find something to do for dinner.
From where I was, I could easily see through the kitchen window to the backyard and the pool. I couldn't see the bottom of the hot tub, but I could still see most of it.
This bothered me a bit and I started feeling a prick of shyness.
Don't look at me, okay?
I can't promise that. I'll have to look in every now and then to make sure you're not drowning.
Well, won't you at least not look while I enter and leave the pool? I implore.
She gave me a smile and an expression that I read as 'Oh, is it really now?'”
As if I hadn't seen you naked a million times, she said, laughing more than necessary at my declaration.
Okay, not recently. I mean that now I'm eighteen years old, and I'm sure things are a bit different from the last time you saw them.
Very well sir modesty, I'll try to divert my gaze, so to speak, when entering and exiting the pool. Does that work for you?
I felt a bit relieved. Yes, thank you.
Have fun dear, he said while smiling.
I went out to the pool and looked back through the window to see if I could see her before leaving the towel on a sofa. The sun was just right so that I could only see the reflection of the backyard in the glass. We don't have a lintel, but the windows and mosquito net are there so that sunlight doesn't enter with such force. I simply took off my towel behind the house so she couldn't see the furious erection I had. That was all I could do to hide it behind the towel while I was still in the house.
It was so hot that I decided I should jump and get it over with once and for all.
Slip-up! Ahhhh! That's what I'm talking about!
The cold water felt incredible against my hard penis like a rock and my balls, and it felt so good too! Like I was experiencing swimming for the first time now that I didn't have those unnecessary swimsuits on! I swam and dove and splashed and after a few minutes, I no longer cared about being naked. I just wanted to have fun.
I was under the water, swimming from one end of the pool and came up to the surface at the shallow end where the steps were when I was surprised to see my mother on the edge of the pool in her favorite two-piece bikini.
I exclaimed, 'Mom!' Quickly I used my hands to cover my trash, which had not yet turned completely soft. 'What are you doing?'
I'm going to take a dip too! He acted as if he had forgotten he was naked or something like that.
But mom, I'm naked!
So then? She seemed amused by the scandal she was causing about it.
You said you wouldn't look! I stuttered.
I said I wouldn't look when you come and go. You're not going to come in or out right now, are you?
Her semantics hit me again. She should have been a genius who granted people's wishes and then took those wishes away in some way because the person didn't express their desire correctly. However, she always tried to be fair.
Wait a moment, I don't have a suit and you do. Do you call that fair? I appealed to your sense of balance in all things.
Do you want me to take it off then?
Okay, yes, that would be just right. I said with feigned conviction, calling what was certainly a lie from his side. What thirty-eight-year-old mother with an adolescent son would undress with him anyway?
What's fair is fair, she said while starting to remove the top part of her bikini, which froze me like a statue, still waiting for it to be some kind of trick. It wasn't a trick, as her round breasts, which were only one tone lighter in bronze than the rest of her skin, were no longer hidden behind natural fibers woven into the top of her bikini. She threw the top part to the side of the pool when she started to get in.
Is it also a thong? Asked with hands on her sides, ready to unfasten the sides of her dress.
Boxers too, I replied dazed, not knowing exactly what was happening or what I was saying.
Fortunately, she untied the strings and took off her costume to reveal that she didn't have any sunburn lines there and was actually completely shaved. I couldn't hold back a stifled scream.
Hey, if I couldn't see you coming in or out... she said with her hands on her hips, not even trying to hide anything from my view from just a few meters away from her.
Quickly I pulled a hand away from where it was covering my hardness like a rock and covered my eyes while walking away.
Ahhh, he said while entering the cold water, this feels great!
I was still 'averting my gaze' and trying to cover myself at the same time.
You won't be able to enjoy swimming like that. I'm in the pool, so you can look now.
Slowly I removed my hand from my face to see that she was floating on her back with her large breasts floating to the sides. She seemed to have no inhibitions about her body, and neither should she. At 38, she looked great. She had a bronzed body with curves of a classic girl from before.
I don't have to worry about wearing a suit anymore, what a relief! Those words came from my mother.
I was starting to suspect. Did you have this planned?
Is that planned? Asked, failing to grasp my doubt.
Did you throw away my suit on purpose, hoping this would happen?
He made a pause and laughed at the idea. 'No, but that sounds like something I'd do if you proposed it to me, doesn't it?' She looked at me and saw me nodding in disbelief before continuing. 'I swear, it's all a wonderful coincidence. If I had planned it, I would have done it at the beginning of summer because you wouldn't believe how many times I went swimming and had to wear a suit when I didn't want to.'
To Be Continued...
Mom, do you know where my swimsuit is?
I had to throw it, he said with indifference and without lifting his gaze from his book.
What...? I said, surprised by her apparently indifferent attitude towards my clothes. Why?
There was a great rift between them, he said without stopping, Oh, here's a recipe for Tucumán empanadas! Do you like them fried or baked?
I don't know, I replied quickly. Mom, I had a strong desire to go swimming all day at the university. It was so hot today! My last month at CBC had just started and it was still 40 degrees outside. That's all I could think about during my last class of the day, being home by the pool.
Okay, go ahead. I won't stop you. He was still paying more attention to the cookbook than me. 'I'm trying to decide what to prepare for dinner'.
I don't have another swimsuit.
What happened to the orange?
I left it at Grandma's house, I always have a spare there just in case it was necessary, I said, wishing I hadn't left it there.
Okay, then don't put one on.
That statement surprised me a bit. Mom doesn't let anyone wear anything but a bathing suit in 'her' pool. She doesn't want chemicals from clothes or something like that.
Will you really let me wear short pants?
I didn't say that. You don't need to put on anything.
What? Do you mean... naked? She couldn't speak seriously.
Yes, if you're dirty or greasy, first shower in the bathroom.
Certainly sounded serious.
But... what if someone sees me? I asked worriedly.
Bring a towel outside with you. If there are no neighbors on the rooftops, nobody will see you. Ooohhh! Paraguayan soup!
So you're serious about it, should I swim naked?
He's called skinny bath. He used to do it all the time. She said, as if it was something everyone did.
But you don't do it anymore?
In reality, if you want me to be honest, I did it yesterday while you were at the faculty! She dedicated a mischievous smile before resuming the reading of the cookbook.
Never before did you say we could take naked baths! Mom was so strict about what people were allowed to use.
No, I only said what you'd be like if you wanted to swim. I never said you couldn't swim naked. Just don't do it when we have company and always make sure you're clean first, the filter is very sensitive.
It's okay, I suppose I'll try, I replied reluctantly. I still had so many desires to swim, and although she gave me permission to take a skinny dip, it still seemed so rough that I was getting a little excited thinking about it.
I went to my room to take off my clothes. Then I grabbed a beach towel and quickly showered in the bathroom and then wrapped myself with the towel before heading back to the kitchen area again, which was the exit through the rear sliding door to our pool.
Did you wash your hair? He asked rhetorically, obviously seeing that my hair was wet.
I nodded nervously.
Well, have fun! So it's stillaI'll find something to do for dinner.
From where I was, I could easily see through the kitchen window to the backyard and the pool. I couldn't see the bottom of the hot tub, but I could still see most of it.
This bothered me a bit and I started feeling a prick of shyness.
Don't look at me, okay?
I can't promise that. I'll have to look in every now and then to make sure you're not drowning.
Well, won't you at least not look while I enter and leave the pool? I implore.
She gave me a smile and an expression that I read as 'Oh, is it really now?'”
As if I hadn't seen you naked a million times, she said, laughing more than necessary at my declaration.
Okay, not recently. I mean that now I'm eighteen years old, and I'm sure things are a bit different from the last time you saw them.
Very well sir modesty, I'll try to divert my gaze, so to speak, when entering and exiting the pool. Does that work for you?
I felt a bit relieved. Yes, thank you.
Have fun dear, he said while smiling.
I went out to the pool and looked back through the window to see if I could see her before leaving the towel on a sofa. The sun was just right so that I could only see the reflection of the backyard in the glass. We don't have a lintel, but the windows and mosquito net are there so that sunlight doesn't enter with such force. I simply took off my towel behind the house so she couldn't see the furious erection I had. That was all I could do to hide it behind the towel while I was still in the house.
It was so hot that I decided I should jump and get it over with once and for all.
Slip-up! Ahhhh! That's what I'm talking about!
The cold water felt incredible against my hard penis like a rock and my balls, and it felt so good too! Like I was experiencing swimming for the first time now that I didn't have those unnecessary swimsuits on! I swam and dove and splashed and after a few minutes, I no longer cared about being naked. I just wanted to have fun.
I was under the water, swimming from one end of the pool and came up to the surface at the shallow end where the steps were when I was surprised to see my mother on the edge of the pool in her favorite two-piece bikini.
I exclaimed, 'Mom!' Quickly I used my hands to cover my trash, which had not yet turned completely soft. 'What are you doing?'
I'm going to take a dip too! He acted as if he had forgotten he was naked or something like that.
But mom, I'm naked!
So then? She seemed amused by the scandal she was causing about it.
You said you wouldn't look! I stuttered.
I said I wouldn't look when you come and go. You're not going to come in or out right now, are you?
Her semantics hit me again. She should have been a genius who granted people's wishes and then took those wishes away in some way because the person didn't express their desire correctly. However, she always tried to be fair.
Wait a moment, I don't have a suit and you do. Do you call that fair? I appealed to your sense of balance in all things.
Do you want me to take it off then?
Okay, yes, that would be just right. I said with feigned conviction, calling what was certainly a lie from his side. What thirty-eight-year-old mother with an adolescent son would undress with him anyway?
What's fair is fair, she said while starting to remove the top part of her bikini, which froze me like a statue, still waiting for it to be some kind of trick. It wasn't a trick, as her round breasts, which were only one tone lighter in bronze than the rest of her skin, were no longer hidden behind natural fibers woven into the top of her bikini. She threw the top part to the side of the pool when she started to get in.
Is it also a thong? Asked with hands on her sides, ready to unfasten the sides of her dress.
Boxers too, I replied dazed, not knowing exactly what was happening or what I was saying.
Fortunately, she untied the strings and took off her costume to reveal that she didn't have any sunburn lines there and was actually completely shaved. I couldn't hold back a stifled scream.
Hey, if I couldn't see you coming in or out... she said with her hands on her hips, not even trying to hide anything from my view from just a few meters away from her.
Quickly I pulled a hand away from where it was covering my hardness like a rock and covered my eyes while walking away.
Ahhh, he said while entering the cold water, this feels great!
I was still 'averting my gaze' and trying to cover myself at the same time.
You won't be able to enjoy swimming like that. I'm in the pool, so you can look now.
Slowly I removed my hand from my face to see that she was floating on her back with her large breasts floating to the sides. She seemed to have no inhibitions about her body, and neither should she. At 38, she looked great. She had a bronzed body with curves of a classic girl from before.
I don't have to worry about wearing a suit anymore, what a relief! Those words came from my mother.
I was starting to suspect. Did you have this planned?
Is that planned? Asked, failing to grasp my doubt.
Did you throw away my suit on purpose, hoping this would happen?
He made a pause and laughed at the idea. 'No, but that sounds like something I'd do if you proposed it to me, doesn't it?' She looked at me and saw me nodding in disbelief before continuing. 'I swear, it's all a wonderful coincidence. If I had planned it, I would have done it at the beginning of summer because you wouldn't believe how many times I went swimming and had to wear a suit when I didn't want to.'
To Be Continued...
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