Peeking at mom

I couldn't help it, I knew my mom was hot I rarely got the chance, besides peaking at my mom would be a great way to unwind. I peeked through the slight opening of the door and see her start to take off her top, I knew she rarely wore bras because she loves to tease me with them but I have never had the chance to see them myself.

From a distance they look well formed as if they supported themselves, maybe that's why she doesn't wear a bra? She would have no reason to support to her breasts if they supported themselves.

My train of thought is broken when she starts to pull her baggy pants down, I rarely ever seen her wear any tight fitting shorts, I couldn't help it I imagined as she bent over in some tight yoga pants.

My imagination ends and I am back at looking at her again. She's facing away from me when she pulls her panties down but the distance and the light makes it hard to see. She doesn't bother bending over and taking them all the way off just letting them drop to the floor and stepping out of them, I still can't see anything as she is standing under the light.

I let out a little groan of disappointment when I realized nothing was going to change on that front.

My mom let out a short "Hmm?" It was the only warning I got as I stopped looking and stood to the side hoping she didn't see me. She must have heard the noise I made or something.