Remembering moms sexy body
This happened in the early 70’s. I was in grade school. Well before puberty started, but not to early that I can’t remember clearly. My mom worked at one of the hotels in Vegas doing cocktails & cigarettes. At that age, I was unaware that those waitresses were to be dressing somewhat provocatively for what they do. Now, the 70’s provocative and todays are somewhat different, but thinking back now, it was pretty hot in the mornings before school when mom was getting ready for work.
Mom was a red head, probably 5’ 7”, 115 pounds and a large C or possibly D cup. I remember mom hurrying through the house with shear nylons (no panties) and a bra. I remember seeing what I know now as a manicured bush pressed down under the shear fabric on nylon. The bra was white or ivory color, but thin enough that I could easily see her nipples. This event happened a few times a week before she would usher my brother and I off to school.
When puberty did show up, there were many times that mom was the image in mind as I stroked. Her mostly exposed sexual body was what I worshipped during masturbation. Still today, 50 years later, there are still images and happenings in my mind that get me excited and stroke worthy.
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