As she vibrated, more so than usual with Shawn, it put him over the edge as well. He came inside her before she had finished her orgasm. In the last seconds of her pleasure, she imagined the warm semen she felt flood inside of her was her son’s. Euphoric, disgusted, pleased, and ashamed, she laid as Shawn pulled out. She felt she was losing it. The married parents cleaned up and got back in bed. Shawn fell asleep in minutes, exhausted and contented believing he had made her climax so intensely. For Sarah, sleep was much harder to find.
The next day passed quietly. It was Friday and Shawn had gone to Seattle on business. He’d be back on Monday. Sarah stayed away from any topic of sex, afraid of her own thoughts. She didn’t take the shower head off its perch. She didn’t watch or read anything too erotic. She was subtly grateful that Jake spent so much time in his room, and that Maddy had school and friends to occupy her.
Sarah was watching television on the couch, finishing her third healthy glass of wine when Jake came into the living room. “My stomach still hurts,” he said with a smile, “it hurts worse than before.”
“Oh, honey.” She forgot about her worries and twisted thoughts completely and her motherly duty took over. She stretched out her arms for him to come nearer and he did. “Where does it hurt the most?” she asked.
Jake put his hand low on his abdomen, lower than where she had examined two days prior. “About here,” he said.
“When does it hurt?” She asked.
“Mostly when I sneeze. I haven’t gone to the gym since Wednesday.”
Sarah knew exactly how to check for hernia, she was a nurse after all, and had done plenty of wellness checks in her career. She thought for a moment of what to do and realized that she was buzzed, more than a little. She had been sipping wine absentmindedly and hadn’t eaten much since breakfast. It was six thirty. “Hmm, let me think,” Sarah said. She looked around. Shawn was gone, Maddy was out at some concert she had mentioned a week ago, she couldn’t drive in this state, and even if she could it was past closing at the clinic. It would be closed all weekend. She decided to be honest to Jake and let him decide. She was his mother, she would do anything for him and could care less about seeing him naked. It was his well being and it was up to him. She said, “Well, the test to really see if you have a hernia would mean taking your pants off.”
“Okay,” Jake said too readily.
Sarah knew that he didn’t fully understand. “Your underwear too.”
Jake laughed a little but stayed silent except for a small “Umm…”
“It’s up to you. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable, but the test is done down there. I touch a certain spot, you turn your head and cough, and I feel for anything abnormal,” Sarah said leaning back a little to ease the pressure on her son.
Jake was in a lot of pain, and even though he knew that she couldn’t cure him at that moment, he wanted to know if he had a hernia or something else.
“I can close my eyes if you want,” Sarah suggested.