Some boy had caught her sitting on the bleaches in a pensive mood, her knees drawn up with her chin resting on them. Her crotch showed, and when looked at closely, curly cunt hairs showed along the edges of her tights. Mother showed her getting out of a car, her legs parted, skirt drawn up her ass… and her blonde-haired cunt was showing.

The first time Jennifer noticed her son looking at her, they had been shopping, and she was in tight shorts. Squatting to select a can on the very bottom shelf, Jennifer had looked up to see Johnny looking at her, almost mesmerized. His gaze was focused between her slightly parted knees, trying to see her crotch.

Before she stood up, she noticed the beginning of a bulge in his jeans. After that, she began to watch her son closer, and she caught him gazing at her even at home. He would turn away when she looked at him, quickly, with a slight flush in his young face, and try to conceal what she knew was a hard-on. She found her son trying to look up her skirts all the time, and he was constantly behind her when she was bending over, seeing the exposure of her slim thighs as her dress lifted.

Jennifer began to feel the stirrings of exhibitionism within her body and mind. She began to wonder if it would feel good to show her body off to her son. Not just her body, but her pussy and ass and titties. The idea of Johnny looking at her in strange and unusual places, seeing her tits, her ass, or her cunt, started hot little tingles between her legs.

With school out for the summer, Johnny was home most of the time. But to flash her cunt inside the house seemed so tame, so trite, to her. Jennifer wanted to do it in some public place, with the possibility of someone else seeing her, too. Exactly why this public exhibitionism attracted her so much, she couldn't say, only that she was excited by the thought of doing it.