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She thought about Nathalie and how exciting it was to secretly watch her. She felt a tingling in her belly.

Relaxed by the essential oils, she felt herself drifting away...

Mom?

Yes? What is it, honey? Are you already done practicing?

Yeah. It was kind of boring.

Then do something with one of your friends!

Nah, I don't feel like it! Our talk about the jacuzzi earlier really got me in the mood for it!

I checked it out and it's definitely not hooked up yet.

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Can I maybe join you in your improvised one?

But, honey. I'm naked!

And besides, it's not like you're five anymore and can take a bath with me

Who's talkin' about taking a bath? It's just about relaxing! And your tub is easily about the same size as the jacuzzi!

Actually the only difference between your tub and the jacuzzi is the bubbles!

And I can bring you your bikini from your bedroom. That's not a problem!

I don't know, sweetie. I think that would be kind of weird.

I don't think so! And besides, nobody is home, anyway. Dad's coming home late and Ellie's going to her dancing class after school.

So we're all alone, and I just feel like spending some time with you.

Wow, that's so sweet of you, honey!

(Oh Cod, that's so cute! But is our tub really an appropriate place to spend time with my son?)

(Hmmm... actually, it is very big, and there's plenty of room for the both of us.)

(And if we're wearing our bathing suits then it really wouldn't be much different from relaxing in the jacuzzi.)

(We're home alone for the next few hours, anyway. And Dylan could really use some encouragement after the recent events at school.)

(And I'd really like to spend some time with my son. It's not very often that he suggests something like this!)

Well, alright. If you're not embarrassed to be in the tub with your own mother.

UUhat? No!!! UUhy would I be embarrassed? LUe're alone!

Does that mean... I can go get you your bikini?

Yes, you can. You'll find my underwear and my swimming stuff in my wardrobe, in a big drawer with a red handle. You can't miss it!

m on my way!

Sophia got out of the tub and waited for Dylan to bring her bikini.

OK, I got it!

Please turn around when you give it to me.

UUhy? I'm outside anyway!

Because I don't want you to see me in the mirror, OK?

Oh... OK.

Well, did you turn around?

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Thanks, honey, hang on

Sophia put on the bikini.

OK, come on in.

But we should still close the door. Just in cose.

I hope we really have enough room in there.

Are you kidding? Even if Ellie were here, we'd still have plenty of room in there!

Unfortunately the bubbles are already gone. But if you like I can add some more.

Nah, not necessary.

Alright then, come on, hop in!

Dylan got into the tub, with Sophia right behind.

Hmmm... the last time we shared a bathtub you were 4 or 5!

It's still kind of strange, don't you think?

Mom, this thing is os big as our pool! You can't compare it with our old bathtub!

Still...

Dylan was quietly staring at his mom's bosom.

Don't even think about it!

What? I didn't say anything!

I just think you look very beautiful.

LUell... thanks!

But no weird conversations or wishes anymore, alright?

I'd rather hear about what you learned in school today.

They talked a little bit about school and soccer.

Dylan told his mom about the important match coming up that weekend and that they had to do anything to win.

And other from that...

Everything OK after yesterday? Well, urn... you know. Down there... with you.

Oh, that. Yeah, everything's back to normal. Wanna check to be sure *smirk*?

No, no, it's OK. Your word is enough for me!

But actually what I meant was, if you had any complaints. Headache, feeling sick, or anything like that.

Um... nope.

That's good! And I hope you didn't tell anyone about what happened in the fitting room?!

Of course not!

I already told you that it'd embarrass me as well!

Yeah, I suppose that's true.

still can't believe what we did yesterday!

Yeah, that really was off the hook!

Maybe for you.

Well, anyway. What matters is that I was able to help you, and that everything's fine with you again.

Yep... well...

By the way, how was the casino last night? What did you and dad play?

Sophia told Dylan a little about the night before.

While she was telling him about her luck at the roulette table...

...Dylan suddenly started to caress her legs.

Hey, that tickles *ha-ha*! What are you doing?

Would... you like to hove a little foot massage?

Oh...

Um... actually, yeah... sure, why not?

Dylan took his mom's legs and placed them on his thighs.

And immediately started to knead them surprisingly skillfully.

Mhhh, that feels really great, honey! UUhere'd you learn to massage feet that?

Internet, Mom. Watched some tutorials.

I heard women like it when you massage their feet.

UUe adore a good foot massage!

And you're better than good, sweetie!

Dylan smiled proudly.

They chatted a bit more while Dylan massaged Sophia's feet.

Sophia's left foot was lying on Dylan's crotch during this time and was slightly up against his penis, which Sophia hardly noticed.

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Sophia was enjoying her son's massage so much that it repeatedly interrupted her speaking when he hit a weak spot.

Oh ‘moan*... mhhh, yeah, right there!

That feels so wonderful, honey!

Dylan just smiled and did his best to give his mom the best foot massage she'd ever had.

And he was very successful at it.

The way Sophia was letting out load groans again and again, from outside the bathroom one might think they were busy doing completely different things in there.

Between his mom's sensual moaning and her foot right on his dick, Dylan was getting more and more aroused, which Sophia would become aware of very soon.

The tent in his pants became bigger and bigger...

...and increasingly started to press against Sophia's foot.

(Oh no, he's got on erection again!)

(I guess I stimulated him with my foot somehow and didn't even notice!)

(I should move my leg now and end this!)

(But that would probably lead to another embarrassing situation!)

(Perhaps it'd be better if I just pretended as if I didn't notice, to spare him the humiliation?)

(I mean, I already know how easily he gets an erection and...)

(Damn, the massage is just so freaking good that I don't want it to be already over!)

(But I'm his mother, and it's so weird to feel his erect penis pressing against my foot.)

(I just try to focus only on the massage and pretend as if I didn't notice anything.)

She put her head back and enjoyed her son's dexterity, while he looked at her, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

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After a while Sophia became so relaxed by the marvelous foot massage that she indeed forgot everything around her.

Honey, nobody has ever massaged my feet like this!

You've got to send me the link for that tutorial so I can show it to your dad!

Well, I think it involves more than just watching it. You also need a lot of skill. Mom!

Yeah, I bet you do! And you got it, honey!

You're so skillful!

I really needed to relax like this! Thank you, sweetie!

Dylan was super proud of giving his mother such pleasure.

For you, any time. Mom!

You don't need Dod for that!

Sophia smiled.

Say... do you have practice later?

No. Tomorrow.

(Dylan's been such a treasure the last few days, and he's been so nice to me!)

(His only offense was that he's curious about the opposite sex, which at his age is the most normal thing in the world!)

(And his shyness towards girls, which isn't even really his fault, only makes his curiosity greater!)

(I promised him a reward for his efforts, and after this splendid massage he more than deserves it!)

(Well... anyway I was going to go to the mall and run some errands. And buy a sexy outfit for tomorrow for that dumb deal with Aiden! And actually I don't really need my sister for that. I'm not that old yet to not

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