Sexy Mother's s Heels.pdf

It was a warm summer day and Samantha was puttering around her kitchen, tidying up after breakfast. She wore a simple sundress that fluttered around her legs as she moved, and her favorite high-heeled sandals. The stiletto heels clicked on the tile floor with each step.

Unbeknownst to Samantha, her teenage son Tyler was secretly watching her from just beyond the kitchen doorway. Peeking around the corner, he furtively filmed her with his phone, zooming in on her shapely legs and the way her dress swished around her thighs. Tyler had recently discovered masturbation and his mother had become an object of his adolescent lust, much to his shame. He knew it was wrong but he couldn't help himself.

As Samantha reached up to put a dish away, she shifted her weight and accidentally stepped on something squishy. "Ew! What the..." She glanced down to see that she had inadvertently crushed several snails that had made their way into the kitchen overnight. The slimy smear of their innards on the bottom of her sandal made her shudder with revulsion.

Tyler froze, phone still in hand, heart pounding. He hadn't meant for her to get hurt! But to his shock and guilty arousal, Samantha simply wiped the remains off with a paper towel and continued on her way, not even missing a beat. His cock throbbed in his pajama pants as he kept filming, now with an added element of danger and excitement.

Unaware of her son's illicit activities, Samantha continued her chores, humming to herself. She loved days like this - the house quiet with all the family still asleep, just her and her thoughts. The occasional click of her heels on the tile was the only sound.

Tyler, emboldened, crept closer, kneeling behind the counter for a better view as his mom put away the dishes, admiring the way her sandaled feet flexed with each step. He palmed himself through his pants, barely holding back a moan. He was so close to the edge already...

Then Samantha froze, looking down. Tyler's heart leapt into his throat - had she seen him?! But no, she was frowning at the floor. "What is this, a snail highway?" She muttered. Tyler looked too and saw the trail of slime leading across the tiles. His mom had stepped on another one!

Samantha sighed and went to clean it up. Tyler's phone battery flashed a warning but he didn't care. He kept filming, drinking in every second, even as he fumbled one-handed with his zipper, not daring to look away lest he miss something. The video was getting shaky but he couldn't stop now.

As his mom wiped up the last of the mucus, Tyler finally tipped over the edge with a soft grunt, coming hard. He had to bite his lip to keep quiet. He finished cleaning up and slipped back to his room to deal with the aftermath, both physically and emotionally. He knew he should feel guilty, disgusted with himself. But he just couldn't help the thrill, knowing he had a secret video of his sexy mother now. He'd have to be more careful in the future though...