“Baby if you are going to do that now that I am gone… I want you to know, I will also being doing it in the next room. Not because the movies were sexy. I think telling me the truth about what you were doing in here was sexy.” I turned and without looking at him said, “Enjoy yourself! I know I will.” I left!
I went to room; my head was spinning. I lay down on my bed, opened my legs and let my fingers explore my body. My pussy was so wet, my finger slid up and down the crack of my cunt. I found my clit. When I touched it I saw lightning flash behind my eyelids… I can’t remember ever being this horny. I mean I would have fucked anyone at that point. I strained to listen for Robert jacking off… nothing, I could hear nothing. I masturbated for about 45 min, and then dozed off to sleep.
When I woke I felt a little ashamed about what happened last night. I stood, put on my robe and went down stairs to fix breakfast. Robert was dressed and sitting at the table eating.
“Oh you are almost done,” I said. “Yeah, I woke up early,” he replied.
I poured myself a cup of coffee and joined him. We sat in silence for a few moments, and then he started to talk. “Mom? Are you mad at me for last night?”
I was surprised. “No baby, why would you think that?”
“I just thought when you left… you were mad at me.” Robert was quiet again then, “No mom I am not mad, it was just… strange you know?”
“We will talk some more tonight honey,” I said. I made his lunch and he left for school. I remember thinking to myself, ‘what the hell are we gonna talk about? Do I really want this to happen? Or am I going to see that we never come close again?’ I spent all day wondering what I was going to say. I had almost convinced myself I did not want to go down that road with my son. Robert came home from school right on time.
“Hi Mom,” he said as he walked by me on his way to the fridge. (Boys are always hungry.) I remember thinking… “Has he has forgotten?” Nothing was said, it was like nothing had happened.
Later we sat at dinner acting like this huge thing, Damocles Sword, was not hanging over us… I felt like I was gonna laugh or cry or both. It was just so odd. As we were clearing the table Robert asked, “So do you want to talk now?”
“OK” and told him to go sit in the living room… My nerves were shot, my hands were shaking and he was smiling, acting so glib? I walked out to the living room, Robert was sitting in the armchair and I sat on the sofa.
“How do you want to start?”
Robert began, “I am sorry about last night, I mean… it must have been those movies. It will never happen again.”
I laughed… I had an out and I could take it either way, he looked surprised. “What?” he asked.
“It will happen again,” I said. “A boy your age has to masturbate or he will go crazy.” He looked even more surprised. “What I mean to say is, I know you jerk off. Hell, so do I. I don’t want you to think there is anything wrong with it.”
Robert just sat back, his face turning red. It was my turn to ask, “What?”