Now my mom is an attractive woman. She is petite, about 5’3 and 110 lbs. The B-cup tits sat nicely on her chest and bounced in a rhythm as she walked around the house like a free spirit. Ever since early puberty, I had been attracted to her body. I thought it was natural. She was young then, attractive, full of energy and her supple assets were always there to distract my attention from whatever I was doing and just focus on her and her aura. Despite my extreme horniness, I obviously never could get myself to even think about letting her know what I thought. But I can swear that whenever I kissed a girl or made love to one, my mother was the person who I was thinking of. My partner’s lips became my mother’s, her tits became my mom’s B-sized mounds of love, and her ass became the shape of my mom’s ass. This was just part of my fantasies. Never had I thought I was ever going to touch her sexually or see her naked and those types of things. Yes I made love to other females thinking about her and when single, jerked off to her occasionally but nothing intense. I guess I was just another horny son who fantasized about his attractive mom. The only difference is, now I can say I lived through some of the stuff I used to think about, and I am not sure how it has affected our relationship.

Dad was never home during the day. I used to be home after class. My hanging out and partying days were over by the last semester in college. I had to get by with 18 college credits and my research and all of this wasn’t easy. In between my research breaks, I went out to see my friends or just stayed home playing computer games, or just jerked off. I guess a mother knows what her son is up to. She either went out to get grocery or went and visited a friend or just hung out in the other corner of the house. I don’t know what she thought and what went on in her mind. One day as I came home from school, I heard she was in the bathroom and the shower was on. Mom always took long showers and I knew she probably just went in. I had heard the shower turn on just as I passed the bathroom. I just went about my business. I went into the other bathroom, took a shower and came out. I had my research project on my mind but I didn’t want to hit the books quite yet. This was October, and I wanted to watch a little sports TV. So I turned it on and just lounged on the couch, flipping channels. Mom was going to come out of the shower and give me some food. I intended to start studying after I had lunch with mom. I was just thinking about this when I heard her call my name:

“Raja Beta…Tum aa gaye? she yelled in Hindi from the bathroom.

“Yeah Ma. Khana chahiye”. I yelled back from the living room.

“Raja yeh bulb fuse ho gaya hai bathroom ka. Bulb change karna ho ga! she called out. “Ok! I will change it right now….”

I yelled and walked towards the kitchen, without thinking much; my mind was still focused on the TV announcer. I grabbed a light bulb and obediently walked toward the bathroom, all the while listening to the TV and just paying attention to what was going on there. But when I reached the bathroom door, I realized mom was still in the shower.

The bathroom door was now quarter open for me, as she had peeked out to let some light in. She didn’t want to stumble in the dark I guess.

“Ma here is the bulb

“Beta tum laga do, mera haath nahi jayega”

The light fixture was on the ceiling and she was not tall enough. I probably needed to stand on the edge of the tub too to reach the ceiling.

“Ok then come out, I said, a little vexed.

“Kaise aaon? Sabun laga hai!”, she replied.

“Dho lo na!”, I said hurriedly.

I knew this was going to be just a painful encounter as I was talking to my mom naked in the shower, and I was just going to be left out jacking myself off dry all alone, all turned on by this situation! And I had no interest in this.

“Kaise andhere mein dho loon? Aur geeli bahar aa jaon? Beemar nahi hona! Pagal!”

“Ugh Ma! Fir towel bandh lo?”

“Sabun pe kaise towel bandh luun buddhu? she laughed.

“Ugh! kaise bulb fuse hua aik dum?”

“Change karo jaldi se, andhere mein kuch dikh nahi raha! Aur sardi lag rahi hai. She said forcefully.

“Tum kahan ho?”

“Darwaje ke peechey “Tum tub mein jao to mein andar aaon I said, still feeling bothered. I just wanted to stay on the couch and watch TV, and now I was forced to be so close to my naked mom and change a stupid light bulb!

As I was thinking this, she came out from behind the door and walked to the tub. From the little opening she kept to let some light into the bathroom, I could see her naked body move out and step into the tub. And this is when I realized how sexual this situation was!

She had her long beautiful hair wrapped on top of her head in a towel and had soap all over her lower body. I saw her beautiful creamy ass walk past me and into the tub. As she lifted one leg to step in, my heart skipped a beat. I also saw the silhouette of her luscious tits with the quarter-size right nipple standing upright from the cold! What a sight! Her ass crack was all I could think of. And what lay at the end of it. The doorway to a man’s heaven!

The object of my desire, the beautiful heavenly body of hers, was now standing naked from me, only a few feet away.

She stepped into the tub and pulled the curtain shut.

“Chalo aa jao.”.

“Acha Ma

I said ok and opened the door wide to let as much light in as I could. The door opened with a creak. Our hold house was falling apart I thought.

Thinking this, I flipped the light switch to the off position and held the bulb in my left hand. My dick was semi-hard by now. My brain was playing still images of her naked ass walking by me, albeit for about 2 seconds, into the tub. All images contained one common purpose. I wanted to see if there was light at the end of her tunnel. What lay at the end of that ass rack and whether I could see it. Heaven knows I had been lusting after this for so long. I just wanted to lick her pussy and lick it dry while I felt her soft and supple boobs!

Trying to ignore these thoughts, I looked up at the burned out light bulb.

“Ugh Tub pe charna parega, I groaned as I tried to stand on the side of the tub.

“Beta dekh ke dekh ke!”, she said plainly.

The shower was turned off and my mom was just standing behind the shower curtain, naked and with soap all over her body. I was now sporting a full and complete hard on which I am sure was sticking out of my lose pajamas. I was not too concerned about that as I was sure she couldn’t notice it from behind the shower curtain. And it was dark anyway.

I am very close to being six feet tall but this freaking ceiling was quite high. I slowly stepped on the ledge and exhaled loudly as I tried to reach up.

“Kiya hua?”, she asked.

“Haath nahi jaa raha! I exclaimed.

It was just now that I realized my head level was above the shower curtain pole! If I wanted I could take a peek over the curtain and into the tub where she was standing naked. This blew my mind. My heart beat must have raced all the way to about one thousand! Should I? I think the question was could I? Or could I not? I struggled with the idea. All of these thoughts were just coming in and whizzing out of my mind. I was still trying to reach the ceiling.

“Beta koi stool le ao”, she said.

“Nahi nahi I insisted as I kept panting and trying to reach up.

Now I just couldn’t help it. This was it. I had to see her! I just had to!

“Aray aray beta dhiyaaan se acha? As she was saying the OK, and looking up to see where my hand was, my eyes met hers. I had looked over the shower curtain and looked straight into her eyes.

Her beautiful black eyes were shining in the dark, looking dead straight at mine! The long eyelashes batted up and down several times as she noticed me staring at her for about 2 seconds. If you look a person straight in the eye, you can see their entire body, and that’s exactly what happened. She immediately covered her naked breasts with her arms and crossed her legs to conceal her pussy.

“Upar dekho she said sheepishly and then looked down herself. I immediately moved my eyes away. My heart skipped a beat as I was now trying to absorb what I had just seen.

She was so cute! The way she had asked me to look up just made me fall in love with her. She was so vulnerable there, so dependent. She needed my help and her loving son was there to help her. She didn’t seem angry, I thought to myself. After all, I was there helping her. And she had called me in herself.

“Maa haath nahi jaa raha, mein fisal na jaaon? I said in a shaking voice.