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I set my alarm clock on my phone for midnight. I went to the bathroom, and then went to the hallway, thinking of heading to the kitchen or dining room or maybe even my mom’s room for a good view when I heard it… a splash. I was a bit late.

Truthfully, I'd never given much thought to the rumors of guys watching from the bushes of my neighbors. I'm pretty sure the old couple always wondered why teens loved renting out their summer house at the back of the garden and my friend who was like me had so many sleepover friends. And then me with my friends with so many sleep over friends. I knew my mom swam often in the pool near the house and used the gym in the outbuilding way at the back of the garden; she had been competitive in high school, college and now for charity and claimed that the exercise helped keep her figure. But I'd never seen her skinny-dip at night. I heard the rumors and now I was going to see it for myself.

Well truthfully my mom wearing anything that showed her curves was enough for my fantasies but lately I needed the sight of her in a bikini. And well, I suppose my local teens now needed my mom nude to send them into a masturbatory fantasy. She has never shown any semblance of modesty.

No, my mind came back to the present. I have to get a good view of her, my mom skinny-dipping. I put a lot of thought into what would be the best spot to spy on her to be able to see my mom swimming in the water. If the pool was clear and the lighting on the deck bright enough I might make out the curve of ass, flexing in the water with each stroke. I would have the best view of the neighborhood.

I sneaked around the house towards the spots I picked, looking out of four or five different windows trying to see.