By the time I was about to finish high school, I had heard a lot of….opinions, lets call them. Opinions about her body. How curvy she was and how much they wanted to be with her. I am of course telling you a very mild version of the things they used to say. I never bothered with it. And it didn’t make me look at her differently.
That changed one day, when I got back early from school. She of course had no idea. I was about to walk into the house when I got a glimpse, through the window. A glimpse of her naked body from the back and side as she entered her room and disappeared. Her brownish blonde hair were wet, almost wire-like, falling down to a few inches below her shoulder. I could see those curves my friends were talking about. I stood there for a while before I entered, pretending like nothing ever happened. But the truth was, It would never be the same again. I was, in a sense, obsessed.
The next few days, I tried to get more opportunities, to get a better view, but I couldn’t.
I started to get impatient. I would try and look through the window of her room or when she would take a shower, I would try and check if the door was shut off.
I had to do something. I know what I did next wasnt ethical, but I just couldn’t see straight. One day, while she was in the bathroom, I saw that the keys to her wardrobe were hanging off of it and I quietly went in and stole them, hoping she hadn’t taken anything to wear inside.
I remember sitting in the kitchen, and watching mom worriedly walk around, in a towel. I remember getting a look of the upper portion of her breasts. When she couldn’t find anything, she took a top and her hot-pants from the dirty laundry, while calling up someone to get her a new key. I was kind of disappointed. But then, a few minutes later, she came out wearing that top and hot pants and my jaw dropped. It was obvious she wasn’t wearing any underwear under. I could almost see the two pierces in her top and her ass taking shape. I counted it as a success.
A few more days passed and I was getting impatient. And by this point, ethicality was out of the window. And I got myself a spy cam. It was really small and self storage. I waited until she was out of the house for something and installed it in such a way that it was looking right at the shower.
I had to manually get the footage, and again had to wait until she was out. As soon as I opened the video, I slammed the laptop, because the camera angle was such that I could only see her face.
I reinstalled it, and this time, the wait was worth it. I saw her after she had entered the bathroom and I saw from behind as she took off the towel. I then saw her from the side as she turned to the shower. God, her breasts were perfect. I found myself getting hard but didn’t rub myself. I was holding back. But that only cemented my obsession.
Hello there. Thanks for reading my story! It isn’t exactly a story but it isn’t exactly true either. I mean, some truths and a lie or two.
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Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/nwfd02/mf_a_mom_obsession_part_1_voy
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