Is the view ok but could be better.

It wasn't any use, they weren’t good enough I needed more. I get better views when she is right next to me in clothes or less. I need to see her naked body. I decided to go outside to get a good view but this was the second plan and it was more risky.

And there she was, everyone’s fantasy right in front of me naked. My mom wasn't completely exposed, only her breasts were above the water, and only for this brief magical moment before retreating back underneath the surface. It was enough for me, my penis was bursting against my shorts causing a small tent to appear in the front.

My mother's breasts, large and pendulous, actually moved with her hips, not sagging but swaying with her motions. Her nipples were large and hard with the cold water, her blonde hair sopping wet and falling over on one side. She shook the length of it for a second, then leaned back against the far side of the pool, her tits bobbed up on the surface of the water. Then Mom opened her eyes, looking almost directly at me hiding in the bush next to the tool shed, before diving back down for another lap. I then saw her long legs and big ass. I moved to get a looking down at her position. I moved around to the tool shed and noticed it was open.

The sound of rustling in the bushes and the shed. The side gate opened and closed with a loud crash, and then more banging and then voices from all around the garden started up, I was now aware of how popular this peeping tom act was with my school. And then I was bumped into and I was looking into the face of the last person I wanted to see. .

"Fuck!" Brad said.

“Fuck” I said back.

“You had to go and ruin it. We thought you were a criminal coming to rob the house that's why we tried rushing out”.

I thought about my mother catching me like this, would she think it was me and my class that had come to watch her swim naked. By the sounds of it the whole school had turned up to peep on her. Nevermind the excuse, what would she actually believe? I just didn't want to be rescued from my worst bully by my mommy.

"Are you gonna be cool," He said.

"What the fuck Brad?" I hissed.

My mother was in the pool still, but by the sound of it coming closer to us, I couldn't quite see anything yet.

"You're out here too," He said.

"You must be new," Mom called out.

Then my mom got out of the pool. I swear it was slow motion. The water running off my mom’s hair, face, body was too much and it was hard again. She walked slowly over to the table and chairs and picked up her towel and wrapped it around her, covering what we had come for.

"Come over here," Mom insisted. "I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

Brad and I looked at each other in disbelief, an overwhelming sense of panic instantly dawning on each of our faces. But once the initial shock wore off, Brad’s face turned into a grin. Brad trampled over me, smacking my head hard onto the grass, I was dazed, I tried collecting myself, then froze in terror. Brad walked right up to my mom.

Mom looked passed Brad almost like she could tell it was me on the floor next to the shed. My mom seemed to be struggling to see into the darkness but I think she knew Brad had a shy friend.