She was sought after by men too. Men who tried hard to date her, to become her lover. But Jackie wanted no man. Her husband had been the only man in her life, and she felt no other man could possibly measure up to him. But he was gone.

"Aren't you coming in, Mom?"

Jackie turned and saw her son at the edge of the pool. He had his elbows on the deck, and he was looking at her. She smiled at him, shaking her head, then she noticed that Tony wasn't looking at her face. He was staring boldly up between her long thighs.

With a gasp, Jackie closed her legs, but when Tony grinned at her, there was a stage, almost forgotten pulsation in her cunt. Tony looked at her exactly the way his father used to, with hot, hungry eyes.

"Go swim," she said, fighting to control a quiver in her voice. "And, Tony, it isn't nice to sneak peeks at your mother."

"Why not?" Tony asked. "You look better than most of the girls around here, Mom."

"Because I'm your…" Jackie stopped. "It's not nice."

"Oh, yes it is," Tony said. "At least from where I am."

"Go away, Tony," she said, trying to smile at him.

She felt a tingle move up and down her flesh, then settle in her crotch.

"Go look at one of those pretty little girls over there."

"I don't want to look at them," Tony said, his eyes bright. "I'd rather look at you."

Jackie stared at her son. Then, for no reason she could explain, she parted her long legs, briefly, then closed them again.

"Wow, nice, Mom! Real nice."

Then he swam away.

Jackie wondered why she had done it. She tried to understand, but it made no sense to her. She had actually flashed her son! He didn't see anything, not really. Her bikini concealed it all, but she had spread her legs. Jackie had never done anything like that in her life. She had been before cameras many times, and enjoyed having her picture in magazines, even the swimsuit layouts. But she had never, ever, deliberately opened her legs to anyone.