I'm single, I prefer to stay single, and I really only go out on dates when I'm forced into. My mom is always trying to set me up. It gets tiring, so I told her I was dating a guy to get her off my back. I think she knew I was lying, so she prodded for me details. I can play this game. I told her I meant him on a business trip, and we visited him when I'm in the area, and that things are getting some-what serious.
She asked if I thought long distance relationship was really going to work out... then she said "omg, you're not thinking about moving there are you? Shit, I created drama! No mom, he's talking about moving here, you know, after a while. She asked all about him, what does he do, kids, etc. I made up a big story and tell her we talk all the time on the phone, and boy she fell in love with him. lol
So she's ask if I'm worried about him straying, you know, because men have needs.
I told her angerly, I'll take care of those NEEDS when we are together, otherwise he can just JERK OFF!
I was getting pretty pissed off having to explain how I satisfy my imaginary boyfriend. lol
She said "oh, we'll take pictures."
Take pictures, huh?
Yeah she said, risque ones she whispers as she bats her eyelashes.
No, I don't think so, I said.
She looks down with an embarrassed look on her face.... Oh, okay then, in a tone of voice that suggest she was about to start pouting...
Fine lets do it right now... I'll run home and get my camera...
No, she stops me, I'll use mine... I don't know how to use your fancy qizmos.
Now had I had an actual boyfriend, I would of insisted on her using my fancy qizmos… but I suppose her point and shoot camera would be good enough for the situation...
Fine, lets do this. It was early morning. I was still in sweat pants and a shirt (dressed good enough to go eat breakfast with mom, something I usually do because I don't like cooking for just myself.) Their bed was still unmade. Everything was just wrong to produce any type of sexy photos, but again, good enough for the situation at hand.
I pull the shirt over my head, and then drop my sweats down. As I stand there in my unmatching bra and panties, mom starts straightening out the bed, with a somewhat nervous look on her face. I grab the bed spread and rip it off into the floor, its good enough mom... and flop down on the bed.
She grabs her camera, and nervous snaps a couple of pictures. I open my legs a little. I can fill my panties pull over, exposing some of my pubes... Mom pauses for a second, I think maybe shes having second thoughts. Then she snaps another picture. I pull my legs open more, exposing a bit of side pussy. Again she pauses nervously, but takes a couple more pictures. Neither one of use are speaking.
I lean up and unbuckle my bra, tossing in on the floor. Mom takes another couple of pictures... Again, neither of us speak a word. I could feel myself getting wet, I slid my panties off and toss them next to my bra. Again, she snaps a few pictures without either one of us saying a word.
I open my legs, and she takes a few more pictures. I can tell I'm really get wet now, and so can she. I roll over and get in the doggy position. She takes a few more pictures, again neither of use say a word. I reach back and spread myself open, she snaps a few more pictures... I couldn't see my moms face, but I couldn't help to break out in laughter as I was picturing it in my mind. I rolled over on my side and looked over at my mom, she started laughing too. I said "I think that's enough pictures." She said "yep, should be good enough." Mom just emailed me the pictures... as expected, they are pretty terrible... but, I think shes going to drop the whole trying to set me up thing... at least for now.