Mom agrees to pose
From Torg Adventure
My mother looked up at me with an appraising eye. I saw that she was flushed down to the top of her shirt and her nipples were hard and making tiny tents in the material. Her heavy breathing made her boobs wobble deliciously. She was just too sexy.
"After I recreate each of the poses in those photos, you will return the photo to me unscanned or copied in any manner. Do you agree to the change in the deal?" Her eyes held mine with an intensity I rarely saw in her. There was also a degree of seduction in them. I was as hard as the Rock of Gibraltar. I was going to see my mother naked.
"I agree to the changes. You do the pose, and I'll give you the photo. No scanning or copying. I promise." I raised my hand with three fingers up. "Scout's Honor." I had spent a year in Boy Scouts, before soccer took up too much time.
"Tonight, your sisters are going to Ashley's house for a sleepover. We will start tonight after dinner. Okay?" she said, her hips wiggling a bit involuntarily. My cock just throbbed.
"That sounds like a plan." I let go of her wrists, being careful not to let her grab the envelope, and took the pile of porn magazines. I left her room, closing the door behind me. I headed to my room.
Inside, I locked my door and pulled out my fire-proof lock box. I put the envelope of photos in the lock box next to the three joints I'd bought from Tom, and hid it outside my window on the bit of roof within reach. It was heavy enough not to blow down. I had to pee so I went out to the bathroom. As I walked past mom's room, I heard low moaning. I stopped and listened. I could just make out a muffled buzz, probably of a vibrator. The moaning rose and then got more muffled. She probably covered her mouth with the pillow or something. Mom was getting off on our wrestling match and the photo deal! I quickly went to the bathroom and jerked off, since it was going to be impossible to pee hard. I imagined Mom's tits getting covered in my jizz as I came. Mom's room was quiet as I walked back to mine.
I returned to my desk and fired up my laptop. I searched for the next thing on my equipment list for my plan. I agreed to not copy the old photos, but I did not agreed to anything about videotaping the posing sessions. I found the tiny wifi-enabled HD webcams I was looking for at a nearby electronics chain store. As an added bonus, they were night vision capable. I checked the stock at the local store and they had four available. Perfect.
I got dressed, locked the door from the outside, and headed out to my car. My mind was spinning at orbital velocity as I drove. I bought the cameras for $200, a week's pay thanks to my job as a department store night guard. I also bought a two-terabyte hard drive, since I was going to be streaming a lot of video.
When I got back, I noticed Mom's car was gone. I went to my room, found several things out of place, and knew that Mom had searched my room. I looked outside the window and saw the lock box, undisturbed. I pulled it in, opened it and found it as I had left it.
I took my new webcams and placed two of them in Mom's room, hidden on her shelves full of photos, stuffed animals, and knickknacks. I put the other two in the girl's room. It was even easier to hide them in there. I went back to my laptop, logged into the webcams via the house wifi, and configured them. I setup the cameras to trigger on movement. I checked the feeds. Mom's room was perfect. One camera was high and pointed down at the bed, the other one was lower and to the side. In the girl's room, one camera caught Beth's bed full on, and the other had a great view of Becky's bed. I was ready for anything.
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