On the other hand, what could she do? He was too big to spank, and he was obviously set on skinny-dipping. He was a California kid, after all. Jodie breathed a sigh of relief as he finally waded the rest of the way into the water and started paddling around. Now you couldn't tell that he had no bathing suit on.

"Come on, Mom," he shouted.

"Okay," she called, "I'll just get my suit and put it on!"

"Oh, you won't find your suit," Dane replied with a wicked grin. "I took it out of your tote bag and left it home!"

Jodie glared at him, thoroughly teed off.

"But Dane, now I won't be able to swim!" she cried.

"Sure, you will," he answered. "Just do what I'm doing!"

"No way!" Jodie snapped.

But as the minutes passed and the sun got higher in the sky, the day heated up till Jodie was really uncomfortable. She could have killed Dane for his smart-ass trick, she wanted to swim so badly. Finally she took off her sandals, rolled up her jeans, and waded along the shoreline.

"You're chicken, Mom," Dane taunted. "Come on, once you get in the water, nobody can tell."

That was true, and by now Jodie was roasting. She decided to take the risk. Looking around to make sure no other people had arrived at the lake, she got out of her clothes as fast as she could. She was uncomfortably aware that her son was watching her the whole time.

Naked, she started for the water. She had only a few yards to walk, but it seemed to take forever, because Dane was ogling her naked body the whole way. His eyes seemed to burn into her big wobbling tits and little red cunt-bush. She ran into the water and got to the deep part quickly.

"You've got fantastic tits, Mom," said Dane, who was swimming up next to her.

Jodie blushed furiously and snapped, "Dane, it isn't right to say things like that to your mother. We're here to swim, not to flirt – got it?"