I Spy – Phonesex

Oooh – I spy, with my little eye… my little boy peeping through the crack in Mommy’s bedroom door!

But I think I’ll keep your secret a little longer and pretend I don’t see you standing there, wide-eyed, with your hand down the front of your pajama pants. Spying on Mommy. Watching me undress after a long day at the office.

I continue to unbutton my blouse, keeping my eyes on the vanity mirror, so that I can watch your reflection as I shrug out of the ivory silk and let it slip down my shoulders. I can see your eyes widen as they take in Mommy’s creamy skin and the white underwire brassiere I am wearing. From the doorway I can hear your excited little gasp, and as I watch, your hand begins working frantically between your legs.

Ziiip goes my skirt, and I let it fall to the floor at my ankles, stepping out of it and kicking my pumps off. You watch as Mommy leans over to rub her tired, stockinged feet, and breathes a little sigh of relief. I straighten up again and reach behind to unhook my bra…

…and then, without warning, I whip around and fix you with a stare that lets you know that Mommy has known you were there, all along. My unfastened bra slips down so that you can see just a hint of Mommy’s pink nipples. There is a wet spot on the front of your pajama pants.

Is Mommy smiling, or is she frowning at you?

Mommy Erica

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Voice Clip – Erica