I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, my heart pounding with excitement as I watched the explicit video of Ashley Mason on my phone. My face was flushed, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps as I watched the mother and son duo pleasuring each other in the dressing room.
I was so lost in the video, so consumed by the taboo thrill of it all, that I didn't hear the bathroom door creak open. It wasn't until I heard the sharp intake of breath behind me that I realized I wasn't alone.
I spun around, my pants still around my ankles, to see Mommy standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock and surprise. She took in the sight of me, standing there with my pants down, my phone in my hand, and the explicit video playing on the screen.
I quickly pulled up my pants, my face burning with embarrassment as I realized I'd been caught. I fumbled with my phone, trying to shut off the video before Mommy saw any more than she already had. But it was too late. She'd already seen everything.
Mommy lingered in the doorway, her jaw dropping as she tried to process what was happening. I could see the wheels turning in her mind, trying to make sense of the situation. And then, she spoke.
"Well, well, well," she said, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. "What do we have here?"
I stammered out a response, trying to explain myself. But Mommy cut me off with a wave of her hand. "Save it," she said. "I think I've seen enough."
She turned to leave, but not before delivering one final playful insult. "Maybe next time you should lock the door, sweetheart. We wouldn't want anyone walking in on you again."
The door clicked shut behind her, leaving me standing there, feeling both embarrassed and turned on by the encounter. I couldn't help but think about what might have happened if Mommy had reacted differently. But for now, I'd have to settle for the memory of her playful insults and the lingering heat in my cheeks.
I shook my head, a wry smile on my face. Only Mommy could catch me in a situation like this and still manage to make it sexy. I couldn't wait to see what the rest of the day had in store.
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