“Come in,” I said from my bed.
Mom peeked her head in and said, “Saw your light was still on and wanted to have a word.”
“Sure, Mom. I was reading a little to get my eyes tired.
She was wearing the pair of emerald green satin pajamas she liked so much. They shined and slid over her curves loosely as she walked. I had never noticed in the past that she didn’t wear underwear when she wore these pajamas. I was definitely aware of it tonight. There were impressions of her nipples when the rested against the clinging fabric. And the chaotic pattern of her pubic hair blinked on and off against the pants’ crotch as she walked.
She sat on the edge of the bed and cleared her throat a few times before she spoke. “Eric, you have to be patient with me. I need time to process all that’s happened, both with your father-and with you.”
Her words carried the smell of alcohol with them. She must have had more wine after dinner.
“That’s why we have to talk this out, Mom.”
“I can’t bear to do it. Such subjects.”
“But, look at what we spent hours talking about online.”
“That was easier, not as direct.”
That gave me an idea: “Then why don’t we do that?”
“Do what?”
“Use the chatroom as a tool to help us communicate.”
“Using the same identities? Are they even still there, I mean, after your father…?”
“I’m sure they are,” I said.
“Hmmm. I’ll have to think about it.”
I got up out of bed-naked, and pulled Mom up while saying, “No thinking. Go back to your room and get online. I’ll do the same.” She didn’t say a word as she left. I watched her toned ass bump against the satin pants as she walked back to her room.
Soon, it felt like old times. Old, happier times:
BaBeeBoy69: Hi.
LilRedRyder: Hi yourself.
BaBeeBoy69: How does this feel?
LilRedRyder: I admit, it feels better. Let’s keep our faces hidden like before.
BaBeeBoy69: Good idea.
She positioned the camera. Her pajama top had four buttons, and she had the top one was still open, showing a generous amount of cleavage. I had slipped a T-shirt on, but no pants.
BaBeeBoy69: I want to start by saying how much I love you.
LilRedRyder: I love you too.
BaBeeBoy69: And I’m sorry for the pain you’ve had.
LilRedRyder: I wish this all had never happened.
BaBeeBoy69: That’s where we’re different.
LilRedRyder: How?
BaBeeBoy69: I’m glad Dad’s out of your life. He didn’t ever appreciate you.
BaBeeBoy69: He didn’t respect you.
BaBeeBoy69: He didn’t deserve you.
LilRedRyder: That’s sweet of you.
BaBeeBoy69: That’s truthful of me.
LilRedRyder: I’ve been with your father since I was a teenager, about your age.
BaBeeBoy69: Then, he should have realized what a wonderful person you are.
LilRedRyder: I guess then that’s the one positive thing we got out of this.
BaBeeBoy69: There’s one more thing.
LilRedRyder: What’s that?
BaBeeBoy69: This made me open my eyes and see you as who you are.
LilRedRyder: Who I am?
BaBeeBoy69: Yeah. Not only my mother, but also a beautiful, passionate, sexy woman.
LilRedRyder: Eric, don’t say those things.
BaBeeBoy69: But they’re true. Admit it.
No reply.
BaBeeBoy69: Admit that you liked our chats together.