Peeking at mom.

"What was all that about?" Mark's mother, Robin appeared around the corner from her home office. Robin was a business consultant, so she really did not have a work location. She just went where her clients needed her or just consulted with them from her home office. This was very ideal, especially with the current blizzard they were in.

"Oh, Ash just fell, you know how she could be," Mark replied. Robin was dressed in a business jacket over a purple blouse. Her red hair, which was similar to Ashley, was tied up in a conservative bun while her green eyes were covered in a pair of trendy thick framed fashion glasses. Her lower half was surprising in a pair of green yoga pants and she was barefoot. Robin was pushing fifty and had three kids, two oh whom were adult age but still looked great for her age. She was slender, built with a nice and backside and bust. "Still working?" Mark asked, gesturing at his mother's attire.

"I just finished a meeting. I have one more," Robin replied, pulling at her jacket and straighten the lapels. "Ash is having a friend over. Can you not bother her?" she asked, not looking up at him. She then looked out the window at the raging storm. "I really want some quiet tonight. Your father is out working this, so he won't be home."

Mark's father, Steve, was a cop, so it was obvious the blizzard would keep him out all night. Mark sighed, "Fine," he agreed and asked, "Where's Regina tonight?"

"She's at one of her friend's place...they're kicking off winter break with a sleepover or something," Robin answered with a wave before she turned and headed back to her office, "Remember Mark, stay clear of your sister," she called over her shoulder.

"Fine..." Mark said again. He could not even have a girlfriend over, not that he had one, but it's been pointed out by both his parents he couldn't have one over period. Ashley didn't even live with them. She was just home from college, and she got to bring her boyfriend over anytime. In the middle of blizzard too. Mark shook his and started to head to his room but then decided..."STOP!"

He headed to his mother's office. Mark smiled, seeing Robin about to sit down at her desk. Her ass was just mere inches from her office chair. Mark walked up to her and looked his suspended mother up and down and realized he was a sort of attractive to her. It didn't surprise him though, since he was into his older sister...

Robin looked ahead at her dual monitor set on her large desk. Her green eyes were blank behind her glasses, while there was a slight grin on her lips. Both of her hands were on the office chair's arms rests. Mark waved his hand in front of her face. There was no reaction. He poked her hard on the shoulder. She only wobbled and reply. She was as frozen as Ashley had been.

Mark pried his mother's fingers free from her chair and then pushed the chair aside. "Cool..." he muttered as Robin remained suspended in mid-air. He stood her up straight and jerked her yoga pants to her ankles, revealing a pair of pale blue granny-style panties. "Of course..." he muttered, looking up at his mother's face. "You're such a mom."

He then removed her jacket and blouse, uncovering a simple cotton white bra. He left her glasses on and kept her hair up as it added to her state of undress. Mark removes her yoga pants the rest of the way, just his mom in her underwear.

Robin was then seated back in her chair, and Mark pushed her to her desk. He gave his mother a peck on the cheek before he stepped out of her office. Creeping just outside her doorway, he thought "START".

Mark watch Robin start to click around with her mouse and typing on her keyboard. Her monitors came to life and a bunch of faces popped on small windows on one of the massive monitors. "Alright guys, are you ready to start?" She asked. Mark could hear gasps from the computer's speakers.

A woman's voice sounded over the speaker. "Uh...Robin a bit comfortable, are we?

"What?" Robin asked, confused.

"What happened to your shirt?" A man's voice asked from the speaker.

"Wha..." Robin started to ask when she looked down at herself. "Oh, my God!" she shirked and quickly killed the video feed with a click of her mouse.

There was some chuckling on the speakers.

"I'm so sorry guys...give me a minute..." Robin stammered as she frantically looked around for her clothes and started to dress. She was so flustered she did notice her son peeking at her from outside her door. Mark smiled seeing his mother's beet-red face. He slips back around the corner unnoticed.

In the hallway, he yawned and finally headed towards his room.