Downfall/You use the shower first 2
From Create Your Own Story
The hotel provides shower gel and shampoo as well as a toothbrush and toothpaste. At least your hygienic needs are taken care of. You undress and enter the shower. Washing the sweat and dirt of the day away feels great. You shampoo your hair and quickly wash yourself. After brushing your teeth, you take your clothes and return to the bedroom. Julianne stands up. She looks at your tits first, you notice, then her eyes wander down to your crotch, only for a second, but noticeable. You don't mind. You throw your clothes over a chair. Your panties miss and fall on the ground.
"Sweetie, wash your underwear," Julianne says. "They'll dry by tomorrow."
She's right; why didn't you think of that yourself? You follow Julianne into the bathroom. Without hesitation, Julianne strips down. Her slim figure is similar to yours. She has small breasts; where yours are perfectly round, hers are more pointed. Her nipples are bigger than yours and point slightly upwards. Her pussy is completely shaven like yours. She enters the shower. You wash your panties with the hotel soap, and, while you are at it, wash your mother's string as well. You wring out the undergarments and hang them over the rack, then leave the bathroom and hop on the bed. You pull the light blanket over your hips and roll on your side. The shower dies down. Shortly after, you hear the bathroom door open. Footsteps; the lights go out; footsteps again, and then Julianne's weight on the mattress.
"Good night, mum," you say.
"Night, sweetie. Sleep tight."
In an impulse, you crawl closer to her side and give your mother a hug. Although both of you are naked, she pulls you her chest and returns the hug. After that, you lie next to her, hip to hip, your chest partly on her belly, your cheek on her bladebone. You don't fall asleep right away.
"Mum?"
"Yes?"
"What other things did you do when you were my age?" you ask
There is a long silence. "I really don't think these stories are suited for your ears," she answers. That wasn't a flat out stop sing, you notice. If you insist, she might budge.
