
Then, suddenly, he saw her. She was still dressed. He was glad to see that he wasn't too late. She was walking back and forth, to and fro, picking things up and putting things away. A white flash obscured his view for a second, and Bob realized that he had seen her take her white nightgown from the closet. He moved his face closer to the keyhole and saw Pat throw the gown on her bed.
Now he knew that he was going to get to watch her change into that flowing gown. He'd seen her wearing it several times. It was the closest he'd come to seeing her naked since before he was interested in such things. When he saw her in the gown he considered himself lucky. It was very sheer and her tits and dark pubic patch showed through. The thing hung loosely and was always in motion, so it was hard to get a good view of her body through it, but flaw he was going to get a good view of her without the gown in the way.
Bob was trembling with lust already, and all he could see was his mother standing in front of her mirror and unbuttoning her blouse. He could hardly believe what was happening.. But when Pat pulled the blouse off, Bob had an eyeful of her tits and he had to believe it was happening. She didn't even have to wear a bra. Her tits were big and firm. Not as firm as the one's he played with chat morning, but for a woman her age they were incredible.
Bob feasted his eyes on the beautiful jugs. He'd never seen tits before, even though he'd had a feels. Of course, he'd seen millions of pictures of fits, but that was completely different. The tits he was looking at now were real, living flesh.
He saw the nipples and was surprised at how pink they were. Pat had dark hair and dark eyes and he would have suspected his mother to have brown nipples. They were big and stiff. Her nipples looked like gumdrops stuck to the tips of those knockers. Before she undressed further, she folded her blouse and bent down to open a drawer. Her big tits sagged low, and Bob gasped at the sight. He would have given anything to have been able to walk over to her and lift one of those beauties in his cupped hand.
