I accidentally sent my girlfriend's mom a photo of my dick.

My girlfriend, Cindy, was away visiting relatives for two weeks, and I knew she missed me terribly. We'd been texting a lot, so one evening after my shower, I decided to surprise her. I was still hard, my dick was still hard, so I took a couple of really good close-up shots and sent one to her with the caption, Miss you, baby. This is all yours.

Feeling pretty happy, I tossed my phone aside and launched a video game to while away the time until she was ecstatic in the best possible way.

About ten minutes later, my phone vibrated. I grabbed it, expecting a flood of lustful messages from Cindy... but these were from her mom, Linda.

"Wow... was that meant for me?" And right underneath it, a screenshot of my dick photo. It turned out their names were listed next to each other in my contacts: "Cindy" and "Cindy's Mom (Linda)." I sent this to the wrong chat.

My stomach twisted. My face burned. Total panic. I imagined this hot 45-year-old MILF (who I always sneak a peek at when I'm over) opening this photo while she was relaxing on the couch or somewhere. She saw everything.

I immediately texted, "OH MY GOD, LINDA, I'M SO SORRY!! This was meant for Cindy, wrong chat. Please delete this, I'm horrified..."

Her reply came almost instantly: "Oh, honey, don't worry. I already deleted it... but I must say, impressive. Cindy is one lucky woman."

There was a winking emoji. I just stared at my phone. Was she... flirting? I told myself she was just trying to ake the situation less awkward.

I replied, "Thank you for understanding... terribly awkward.

And she says, "No need to be embarrassed. He's a man in his prime. I haven't seen anything like him in a long time."

At that moment, I felt the blood rush to my head again. We'd been texting all night. She'd asked how I was coping without Cindy, making little comments about how "such equipment shouldn't be wasted." I started playing along the thrill of how wrong this was was driving me crazy.

The next day, around lunch, she texted, "Come over tonight. Cindy's not here anyway, and the house is empty. We should... talk in person. And maybe show me in person what you accidentally showed me yesterday. The door will be open."

I sat there for five minutes, just trying to process what was happening. It was insane. But I was already hard again. That same evening, I went to see her.

Linda opened the door wearing a silk robe that barely covered her hips, with her hair loose and her lips bright red. She tugged my hand and whispered, "Let's skip the small talk."

We didn't even make it to the bedroom straight to the living room couch. She pulled my jeans down, knelt down, and slowly and deeply took me into her mouth, looking at me with her blue eyes. She knew exactly what she was doing.

Then she stood up, threw off her robe she was wearing nothing underneath. A stunning body, full breasts, hard nipples. She straddled me and lowered herself, so tight and wet. "God, you're so big," she moaned, starting to move.

We went hard she on top, then I flipped her over and fucked her with her legs over my shoulders. She moaned loudly, clawing at my back, begging for deeper penetration. I felt her cum around me, clenching and shaking. Then I came deep inside her.

After that, we just lay there, catching our breath. She rubbed circles on my chest and said, "This will remain our little secret. But if Cindy ever leaves town again… you know where to find me."

I left late that night feeling like I'd crossed a line from which there was no turning back.

And honestly? I loved every second of it.