Light's mind raced as he tried to fathom how this could have happened. Did he sleep longer than he had thought? Was his watch wrong? Why was she here? Then, painfully, he remembered...
His aunt was on holiday for two weeks. Sachiko had not been due to visit her today after all. From upstairs and with the blinds drawn he had not been able to see her arrive at the door with the shopping bags. With the television left on downstairs he had not heard her enter the house or come up the stairs after putting the groceries away.
Light stood dumbstruck, frozen in alarm at being discovered; eventually mumbling and stuttering as the realisation of what his mother was seeing sank in. He watched as her eyes moved from his pink flushed face down to his still rigid cock and then down to the floor. She let out a little gasp as she laid eyes on the open underwear drawer and its spilled contents and another as she caught sight of her photograph set out beside them.
Her face was a mask of shock, mouth part opened. Light saw her eyes widen when they returned to his stiff organ and he tried to cover his erection with his hands. He was sweating with panic as she took a small, hesitant, step forwards into the room.
His eyes swept her up and down from head to heels, not knowing where to look but knowing he would be unable to meet her gaze. She was dressed smartly as when she always went out, wearing a black mid-length skirt and matching jacket with a white silk button front blouse. Her legs were clad in natural coloured tan nylon and she wore black 4" heels on her feet.
His heart was pounding in his chest and he could feel the crimson in his cheeks spread down across his neck and chest; but still his raging erection refused to subside. Sachiko drew closer and he chose to look meekly at the floor.
"I'm sorry...I...' Light began to mumble, waiting for the explosion of anger and outrage that he was sure was building in her. Still she said nothing.
Light took small shuffling steps forwards, turning slightly away. He meant to move quickly past her and back to his own room but she met him in the middle of the bedroom floor. She stood right in his path, her hands on her hips.
"Look at me," Sachiko said sternly. "Right now."
Light stood, trembling with fear and with his heart pounding and crashing in his ears, slowly drawing his gaze up his mother's body. He slowly lifted his head, still mumbling apologies and promises to clean everything up. His stare moved up her legs, past the curves of her hips, her tummy and up past her breasts to finally look her timidly in the face.
She was breathless, chest rising and falling heavily in her blouse, and her cheeks were flushed. In her 4" heels she was as tall as he was and they were face to face, separated by no more than 2 feet as they looked at each other.
However, the expression he saw on her face surprised him.
To be continued…
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