Dana explains herself

Dana took a deep breath, her heart pounding with a mix of exhilaration and embarrassment. She sat up, her body still glistening with sweat and mud. She glanced down at her curves, caked with an arousing layer of earthy filth. Her attention shifted to her daughter standing above her, staring with her captivating hazel eyes. Summoning her courage, Dana decided to address the situation head-on.

"Jess, I... I know this might be awkward for you, and I apologize," Dana began, her voice carrying a mix of sincerity and hesitation. "What happened wasn't something I planned or expected. Sometimes, we want to be more in touch with nature, and our desires can take us to unexpected places." She looked back down at her dirt-stained body and felt a renewed surge of desire well up inside her as she spoke.

Jess shifted from one foot to the other uncomfortably, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She averted her gaze from her mother's exposed body, but her curiosity got the better of her, and she couldn't help but ask, "Mom, did you... um, touch yourself while gardening?" Her voice was a whisper, almost gasping at what had transpired.

Dana choose words to comfort her daughter, but the lingering arousal she felt seeped in. "Sweetheart, exploring our own bodies and experiencing pleasure is a natural part of being human. It's something we all do, though I admit it's usually a more private matter. Today, in the midst of gardening and feeling the mud against my skin, I allowed myself to have a little fun. It was a moment of self-discovery for me." A shiver of arousal coursed through her, a testament to the potency of her recent indulgence.

Jess squirmed uncomfortably, her unease palpable. "But, Mom, what if someone else saw you? My friend is coming over later, and I don't think I could face him knowing that he witnessed my mother masturbating!"

A vivid image of Tom thrusting into her, igniting a symphony of pleasure, flashed through Dana's mind, causing her to emit a startled squeak. "Oh! Um, you're right, Jess. I must admit, I am typically a very private person, and I apologize for my lapse in judgment. I allowed myself to succumb to the intensity of the moment. I should have been more mindful. Which friend of yours is visiting, by the way?"

"It's just Tom, but still." Jess finally responded, her voice tinged with relief. "I do appreciate your honesty, Mom. Just... maybe next time, maybe find a more private space, okay?"

Dana's lips curled into a smile, her mind conjuring an image of Tom ravishing her in the confines of her bedroom. She nodded, basking in her daughter's understanding and compassion. "Absolutely, Jess. Your comfort and peace of mind mean the world to me. Now, would you mind passing me my clothes?"