My mom

I grew up on a farm. Neighboring houses were no closer than half a mile we had a couple big barns.



My  bedroom was up stairs and I was the only one up there. There were 2 bedrooms up and the other was for guests.  Mom and dad slept downstairs.  



I discovered jacking off at an early age and had the privacy of my breroom to do it; One of the barns had a hay loft and I could move bales aroumd to make a hidden room ro do it there,



One summer day dad was gone and I was in the back of the barn, behind a wagon and took my shorts off and was enjoying myself jacking off like crazy and who comes sneaking around but mom. I saw her and stopped in mid jerk .She said go ahead and finish so I continued with mom watching.  I shot my wad on the floor of the barn.  She said did that feel good and I said yes and she turned and left.



Nothing was ever said about it.



We had a back room that you came into from outdoors. It had a large closet for coats snd outdoor clothes. The clothes washer and dryer were in that room and a sink.  There was a chair by the closet that I would use to dress and undress for going out or coming in.  Some times I would undress down to my tidy whites and lay my dirty clothes to be washed. Being a teen boy I always had a woody. I  started out just stroking it a couple of times if mom was in the room at the sink. I was getting brave and remembering the barn, I started jacking off and mom would sometimes watch and sometimes ignore but she always handed me a wash cloth to clean up with.