This happened two years ago, my mom's name is Elsa and she's 44 years old, she's thin, has small breasts but in good shape, a good butt that stands out when she wears jeans and her skin is brunette, she measures about 1.65 meters. My dad is 48 and we're a Mormon family. We attend church every Sunday and there are many ways to participate; my mom, for example, is the leader of the adult women's congregation, takes care of visiting them and helping them in any need besides charity activities.
I had noticed that her attitude had changed over time, she was always a conservative and strict woman, wore long skirts on Sundays and modest clothes during the rest of the week. However, she started going out more often wearing new dresses each time more revealing (i.e., more fitted, shorter or more exposed). My dad started earning very well since he changed jobs three years ago and travels a lot, which coincided with my mom's attitude change.
I began to notice that the neighbors and men who saw my mom desired her and told her things, some were respectful and others weren't. She would pretend not to hear or get upset but I could tell her security increased and she wouldn't stop dressing provocatively in front of the neighbors or wouldn't stop walking past those who bothered her. One Sunday at church, we talked about Central American migrants passing through Mexico and suffering many shortages like a good place to sleep, food, etc. There's a shelter near the church where the migrants were staying and needed many of those things, so it was decided to go help them. As my mom is the leader, she would take care of coordinating the food help.
The day arrived and we all went to the shelter, spent several hours helping, nothing interesting happened except that I noticed how my mom talked a lot with a 25-year-old Honduran guy, tall, dark-skinned and strong who for some reason stayed next to my mom without helping us. I didn't take it too seriously. passed and I had already forgotten about that until a Sunday the young man appeared in the chapel and sat with us (Mom had invited him). Days later he joined the church. However, it was noticeable that he only went to be close to my mom, as they were getting closer: they messaged each other, added each other on Facebook, he came over for dinner with us, etc.
Dad didn't seem to care anyway, since he almost never was at home and often missed Sundays at church. Soon Mom started dressing more provocatively even in chapel and left during the week saying she would go to the hostel to help with other sisters. One of those days I thought it was strange that she looked so well-groomed, had her hair loose, was well-made-up, wore a black dress that accentuated her breasts since the neckline was V; the dress was short and loose, hiding her back but emphasizing her toned, soft, and perfumed legs. Seeing her like that I decided to follow her without being seen. Effectively she wasn't going to the refuge but a nearby park, soon Luis (the Honduran young man) appeared and surprisingly they kissed when they saw each other. I was surprised but kept watching. They walked some streets until apartments where they entered, didn't come out and were late so I left. That day Mom arrived in the evening, 3 hours later, I decided not to say anything to avoid problems between my parents besides feeling a lot of morbo about that situation.
All this happened during vacations (that's why I could notice) but when I went back to school (I was 14 years old then) I couldn't know what else Mom was doing. But everything changed one day when Mom told us she would invite Luis over for dinner and to talk about religion (read the Bible and comment on it); the date was 7:00 pm so I and Dad would get there from our occupations at 6:00 pm. The day in school was normal until the last class was postponed and I got home at 2 hours early (4:00 pm). When I arrived, I thought Mom would be cooking dinner, but there was no one at home. A few minutes later, I heard Mom's voice arriving with Luis. I was going to greet them, but for some reason, I thought about hiding myself.
They were bringing pizza, although Mom said we'd have cake. I hid in my room and as soon as they arrived, they went up to my parents' room, which is next to mine, so I could observe what was happening. Mom was wearing blue lingerie that I had never seen before, a thong and small bra, and black heels she used regularly; I had never seen Mom with so little clothes on. They were kissing passionately and saying:
- Did sister Elsa surprise you?
- A lot, Luis.
- Thanks for inviting me to your bed, sister. I hope I can please you.
- Yes, please, my husband will thank you.
- And a lot. For attending the needs of his wife. With all respect, you are too much woman for her brother, look how she doesn't take it when you're so hot...
It was true; I had never heard them have sex before. When they got naked, I saw that Luis had an enormous cock, my mom smiled and took it to her mouth; she sucked it, licked it, ate it for several minutes, and it seemed like they were enjoying themselves a lot, Mom was very hungry and said:
- You have one bigger than my husband.
- Obviously because I'm a real man.
After that, Luis put Mom on her back on the bed, lifted her beautiful legs to his shoulders, took off her blue thong, and put his cock in her vagina. He started screwing her slowly and then faster. She closed her eyes but began to open them and moan; first slowly and then more strongly. She also shouted yes..., HAAA, Luis!!!, This way...!, YOU'RE THE BEST LUISITO, etc. I thought about taking advantage of the moment to leave without being seen, but I couldn't help looking; I was very confused, but excited.
After that, she got on all fours on the bed and he climbed up to put it in her again. vagina to mom, she would take me by the hair and grab me hard, I didn't think mom could do that: - What time does brother Rodríguez arrive? (our last name) - He and Alex arrive at 6, there's still a lot of time left my love. - Have you already told Alex we're getting together? - (while moaning) What?! How could you think that... - And what if our idiot son finds out about it? - Noooo, be quiet!!, tell my husband. After that, they got up and mom stood in front of the desk, where she leaned back leaving her attractive rear end facing Luis, who didn't hesitate to repeat the previous action. Both were sweating, disheveled, hot, inhibited, and totally devoted to their passions. It didn't matter if it was a sin. There was a photo of my parents on their wedding day on the desk. Luis took it and made fun of me saying: - What a beautiful picture, sister Elsa... - (between moans) Ahhhhhh, yes, I really like it very much. - Did your husband know you were a slut? - (between moans) Noooo, because I wasn't.... Ahhhhh, until I met you!!!! He put the picture back and continued working. They went on like that until around 5:30 pm when they got into the shower together, I couldn't believe it but I took advantage of the time to leave home without them noticing. I spent some time near home until 6:00 when I saw dad arrive, we entered together and greeted them. They were in the living room like nothing was wrong. Mom said: - Luis just arrived, we brought pizza because the cake burned in the oven. - That's right, I got here just in time to help put out the fire of sister Elsa. - Both laughed- I knew they were talking in double meaning, it felt very strange. Dinner was normal but it cost me effort to see them there like nothing had happened after what I had seen. That was the occasion when I could see them. Until today I still don't know what they do together. Luis stayed living near here, got a job and attends church regularly. Mom acts the same way and I think they're still seeing each other, I've noticed they talk, send photos and messages. I don't want to confess anything anymore because that would cause my parents' divorce.
I had noticed that her attitude had changed over time, she was always a conservative and strict woman, wore long skirts on Sundays and modest clothes during the rest of the week. However, she started going out more often wearing new dresses each time more revealing (i.e., more fitted, shorter or more exposed). My dad started earning very well since he changed jobs three years ago and travels a lot, which coincided with my mom's attitude change.
I began to notice that the neighbors and men who saw my mom desired her and told her things, some were respectful and others weren't. She would pretend not to hear or get upset but I could tell her security increased and she wouldn't stop dressing provocatively in front of the neighbors or wouldn't stop walking past those who bothered her. One Sunday at church, we talked about Central American migrants passing through Mexico and suffering many shortages like a good place to sleep, food, etc. There's a shelter near the church where the migrants were staying and needed many of those things, so it was decided to go help them. As my mom is the leader, she would take care of coordinating the food help.
The day arrived and we all went to the shelter, spent several hours helping, nothing interesting happened except that I noticed how my mom talked a lot with a 25-year-old Honduran guy, tall, dark-skinned and strong who for some reason stayed next to my mom without helping us. I didn't take it too seriously. passed and I had already forgotten about that until a Sunday the young man appeared in the chapel and sat with us (Mom had invited him). Days later he joined the church. However, it was noticeable that he only went to be close to my mom, as they were getting closer: they messaged each other, added each other on Facebook, he came over for dinner with us, etc.
Dad didn't seem to care anyway, since he almost never was at home and often missed Sundays at church. Soon Mom started dressing more provocatively even in chapel and left during the week saying she would go to the hostel to help with other sisters. One of those days I thought it was strange that she looked so well-groomed, had her hair loose, was well-made-up, wore a black dress that accentuated her breasts since the neckline was V; the dress was short and loose, hiding her back but emphasizing her toned, soft, and perfumed legs. Seeing her like that I decided to follow her without being seen. Effectively she wasn't going to the refuge but a nearby park, soon Luis (the Honduran young man) appeared and surprisingly they kissed when they saw each other. I was surprised but kept watching. They walked some streets until apartments where they entered, didn't come out and were late so I left. That day Mom arrived in the evening, 3 hours later, I decided not to say anything to avoid problems between my parents besides feeling a lot of morbo about that situation.
All this happened during vacations (that's why I could notice) but when I went back to school (I was 14 years old then) I couldn't know what else Mom was doing. But everything changed one day when Mom told us she would invite Luis over for dinner and to talk about religion (read the Bible and comment on it); the date was 7:00 pm so I and Dad would get there from our occupations at 6:00 pm. The day in school was normal until the last class was postponed and I got home at 2 hours early (4:00 pm). When I arrived, I thought Mom would be cooking dinner, but there was no one at home. A few minutes later, I heard Mom's voice arriving with Luis. I was going to greet them, but for some reason, I thought about hiding myself.
They were bringing pizza, although Mom said we'd have cake. I hid in my room and as soon as they arrived, they went up to my parents' room, which is next to mine, so I could observe what was happening. Mom was wearing blue lingerie that I had never seen before, a thong and small bra, and black heels she used regularly; I had never seen Mom with so little clothes on. They were kissing passionately and saying:
- Did sister Elsa surprise you?
- A lot, Luis.
- Thanks for inviting me to your bed, sister. I hope I can please you.
- Yes, please, my husband will thank you.
- And a lot. For attending the needs of his wife. With all respect, you are too much woman for her brother, look how she doesn't take it when you're so hot...
It was true; I had never heard them have sex before. When they got naked, I saw that Luis had an enormous cock, my mom smiled and took it to her mouth; she sucked it, licked it, ate it for several minutes, and it seemed like they were enjoying themselves a lot, Mom was very hungry and said:
- You have one bigger than my husband.
- Obviously because I'm a real man.
After that, Luis put Mom on her back on the bed, lifted her beautiful legs to his shoulders, took off her blue thong, and put his cock in her vagina. He started screwing her slowly and then faster. She closed her eyes but began to open them and moan; first slowly and then more strongly. She also shouted yes..., HAAA, Luis!!!, This way...!, YOU'RE THE BEST LUISITO, etc. I thought about taking advantage of the moment to leave without being seen, but I couldn't help looking; I was very confused, but excited.
After that, she got on all fours on the bed and he climbed up to put it in her again. vagina to mom, she would take me by the hair and grab me hard, I didn't think mom could do that: - What time does brother Rodríguez arrive? (our last name) - He and Alex arrive at 6, there's still a lot of time left my love. - Have you already told Alex we're getting together? - (while moaning) What?! How could you think that... - And what if our idiot son finds out about it? - Noooo, be quiet!!, tell my husband. After that, they got up and mom stood in front of the desk, where she leaned back leaving her attractive rear end facing Luis, who didn't hesitate to repeat the previous action. Both were sweating, disheveled, hot, inhibited, and totally devoted to their passions. It didn't matter if it was a sin. There was a photo of my parents on their wedding day on the desk. Luis took it and made fun of me saying: - What a beautiful picture, sister Elsa... - (between moans) Ahhhhhh, yes, I really like it very much. - Did your husband know you were a slut? - (between moans) Noooo, because I wasn't.... Ahhhhh, until I met you!!!! He put the picture back and continued working. They went on like that until around 5:30 pm when they got into the shower together, I couldn't believe it but I took advantage of the time to leave home without them noticing. I spent some time near home until 6:00 when I saw dad arrive, we entered together and greeted them. They were in the living room like nothing was wrong. Mom said: - Luis just arrived, we brought pizza because the cake burned in the oven. - That's right, I got here just in time to help put out the fire of sister Elsa. - Both laughed- I knew they were talking in double meaning, it felt very strange. Dinner was normal but it cost me effort to see them there like nothing had happened after what I had seen. That was the occasion when I could see them. Until today I still don't know what they do together. Luis stayed living near here, got a job and attends church regularly. Mom acts the same way and I think they're still seeing each other, I've noticed they talk, send photos and messages. I don't want to confess anything anymore because that would cause my parents' divorce.
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