Non-fiction. I decided to submit this story after reading 'Walked in on my Son' by another anonymous author. Hopefully, she will understand how her son feels after reading this.
Mom divorced Dad when I was around 13. My brother stayed with Dad and I moved with Mom. I was into puberty full blown. Mom tried to make up for the divorced by letting me have a telephone in my bedroom. That was a 'big deal' back in those days to have a phone extension in your bedroom. I was jacking off over the phone with my friend when she came home unexpected. I was naked on top of my bed. When I finally realized she was there, it startled me so bad I lost my boner. I couldn't even cover up. Mom smiled at me and left. She never said a word to me. My friend laughed when I told him mom had caught me. I don't know how long she had been there, but, she definitely got to see it all.
After that, I fell in love with mom. I would peek at her and spy on her just to see her naked. I would run around the house naked, hoping she'd do the same. Mom ironed her clothes in her bra and panties every morning in the kitchen. I would have a boner as I walked by her to put my dishes in the sink. Mom would glance down and just smile, but never a word from her.
Mom had to pass my room to get to hers. She frequently glanced in my room on her way by to get to hers. She would frequently see me naked, and occasionally masturbating. Mom would always smile and keep going. I would have given anything for her to join me..even just once.
Mom is gone now, and she knew that I wanted more. I actually told her when she gave me that 'sex ed' talk parents give about the birds and the bees. I have jacked off to mom a trillion times. Forty years have past since she first caught me, but, the desire to be with her is still burning. I love you mom, rest in peace.