As I stood back up and turned to give my son the Frosties box I then turned to the sink and I felt my skirt go back down over my bare bum. My heart was trying to beat out of my chest. I know I should not but I was so excited to have just done that that I then turned. I looked at my son, his face was very flushed and he could not look me In the face, so I began to convince myself I had done the right thing. He had been curious having seen my pubic hair sticking out of my knickers and now he has seen me without knickers on. I gave him a good look at my hairy fanny and by how red his face has gone that will be the end to it. Part of me was disappointed of the thought he would not want to look up my skirt anymore.
We sat eating our breakfast, me asking him what he was up to today, him saying he had nothing planned. Well this will not do I said, I have cleaning to do and I stood up and took our bowls to the sink. When I turned back my son was holding out the Frosties box to me. You put it away while I wash up I said to him. He said you're nearer than me, still holding the Frosties box out to me with a little smile on his face. I took the box from him and I knew at that very moment that it was no longer curiosity driving him to look up my skirt, he wanted to see my hairy fanny. I could have put a stop to it there and then by just putting the box back down on the breakfast bar and carrying on doing the washing up but I didn’t. I knew he wanted to see my fanny again and I knew, God help me, that I wanted him to as well. So I took the box, turned my back to him and I opened the cupboard door and bent over. As before my skirt slid up over my smooth bum completely exposing the whole of my bum to him. I parted my legs a little to make sure he could see my by now very wet fanny clearly, again taking much longer then needed to put the box away. I was so excited. I knew that if he had just reached out and touched me I would have come on the spot. I stood up turned round and said to him I think we need to have a talk, don’t you? Come in the front room with me.
Part 5 to come
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