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TIFU by enabling my mom access to my home ahead of time

Obligatory this didn't happen today

Context

Me (28F) and my boyfriend (28M) are both in a STEM field with a shortage of professionals. I got hired to my dream job and we moved out of the country, where he quickly got a job in the same company. I haven't been in my home country for the last 3 years cause pandemic, and I've been taking anxiety meds for this same reason until I was recently discharged from them. We live in a townhouse that has smart locks.

The Fuck Up

So, since we haven't traveled back home for the past three years, my mom asked if she could come visit us. We were thrilled because we both miss her a lot, so her coming to us was really ideal with our work scheduled. We asked for a week off work aroud the time she would be here and it got approved! But we had one task to do the night before she would arrive, and it was a couple countys over.

For some reason she couldn't postpone the flights, and my boyfriend suggested we could give her our passwords to the smartlock and she could make herself confortable while we got back home. Amazing idea, right!

Wrong.

Cue to the week of her arrival. It was a sunday morning, she would be here tuesday and everything was going great. We both wake up early in the day, around 730, 800, just so we can cuddle, talk to each other before our day starts, and morning sex never happened since my anxiety. But not this day. My libido and sex drive were reeeealy low because of the meds, but now that my body is coming back to normal this is also coming back to normal. I wake up my boyfriend with kisses and we're soon making out butt naked.

We are adults. We live alone. We are basically married. We don't have to worry about someone barging into our bedroom while we're going at it. It's been a few weeks since we properly do something and my boyfriend is excited! So he pulls me to the edge of the bed and puts my legs on top of his shoulders, and starts eating me out. Now, I should say that my bed is directly across the door, so is the first thing you see if you enter the room.

My poor mom wanted to surprise us with at last minute change! The flight company managed to reschedule the flight to saturday, so she would be here sunday morning. She knows we are both awake this time of the day because I texted her when I woke up. She knowns about my meds and she knows the collateral effects because she took them for sometime. She has every reason to believe we're scrolling on social media or talking to each other, because I talk to her EVERY SINGLE DAY and I tell her this sort of thing!!

It all happened so fast. I was almost coming when I heard the creaking the door makes. Just as I lifted my head enough to see it, I hear my mom exclaiming a cheerful "Surprise!", followed by a horrified "Oh lord". My mom had witnessed her daughter coming to her son-in-law. My boyfriend didn't see it was her first and got scared as shit, and my mom ran to the living room as quickly as she could, red as a tomato may I add. I put on a robe and go greet her wanting to die inside, and my boyfriend didn't have the guts to come out of the room until my mom said "It's okay sweetie, glad to know my baby found a good one".

The rest of her visit went amazing, and we didn't have sex until she left a week later.

TL;DR: my mom made a surprise visit to me and my boyfriend and caught us in the end of him eating me out.

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