This might seem like an odd picture to share, it's hard to see and it's not very clear. However, there's just something about it that really gets to me.
When she raises her arms up in the shower, it completely exposes her chest and stomach. Typically her eyes are closed as she runs her hands through her hair, the water running down her body.
It's such a vulnerable, yet seductive position.
Even though I've seen my mother in moments like this countless times throughout my *****hood and adolescence, I try not to take it for granted. In fact, I'm not sure I could. My heart skips a beat each time. Subliminally, I think my brain hears her say - "Here I am. Here is my body, the one that bore you...and nourished you...and comforted you...and raised you, and now my body serves the purpose to intrigue you...and educate you...and please you...and tempt you. To a man, a woman's body sends a lot of messages. To a son, a mother's body is an enigma, a mystery. My mother's body does things to me that I can't experience by looking at the most attractive women on earth who choose to share their nude bodies for the world to see online. There's such a unique bond between a mother and son that when the forbidden feelings of lust an attraction are inserted into the mix...it drops this bomb of guilt and want and desire. It adds steroids to the attraction.
I'm addicted to her body. Each times she raises her arms in the air in the shower, it's like the hit of a drug.
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