Great. None of my buddies are home yet. Guess I have to face Mom. I dialed her up.
“I’m so sorry Travis I can explain–”
“Mom!” I tried to interrupt, she just talked faster.
“Itwasn’tanythingreallyitjust happened–”
“MOM!” I hollered into the phone.
“…What!”
“Can you come get me? the car broke down.” I gave her the address.
“Sure, um, I’m leaving right now.”
“Make sure you’re dressed, ok?” I had to give her a dig.
Click.
So now I had some time to think about this. And I came to the conclusion that I didn’t know what to think. Was she cheating on Dad? Kind of. Maybe. Yes. But not quite. Was she lying to us? Absolutely. “And we always tell the truth in this house!” That line was drilled into me, by her, for years. Oh gawd…
Mom picked me up, we had an uncomfortably quiet ride back home.
I went up to my room and shut the door. I just felt so weird, seeing Mom naked was so confusing. I mean, she’s always been ‘the hot mom’. When my folks had squadron parties, all the junior officers would just kind of hover around her; let me get that, I’ll pick up the dishes, no let me get the trash, I’ll get more ice… all that kind of stuff. Dad would get a kick out of it. She was a serious looker, for sure. But she’s also, Mom. Mom, who would yell at me for not feeding the dog, having dirty shoes, getting a ‘B’ in science. Mom, who knew all my buttons and just how to play me to get what needed to be done.
It was getting on towards 6:30 when she called me down for dinner. I’d rather not eat, but I was fucking starving. Oh well, here goes.
“Do you know how your dad and I met?” she asked me as she set the table.
“Um… at some banquet or something, I guess.”
“It was at an Air Force base in Texas, Lackland. Your dad was doing some kind of liasion crap with the boys in blue. We met in the ‘O’ club, and I know it sounds dumb, but I knew he was the one for me in about 5 minutes. And sure, he liked me straight away, but not in a serious way. He was older than me, 8 years, and kind of saw me as a plaything.
“So, as you kids say, we hooked up. For two weeks straight.”
I kind of blushed and turned my head. I don’t want to hear about this!
“You probably don’t want to hear this, but I need to explain some things to you. Things that parents don’t normally share with their kids but, in light of certain… circumstances… I think you deserve to know.”
She started dishing out Aunt Betty’s famous chicken recipe. My favorite. What a coincidence.
“After the two weeks were up, he had to go back to California. On a whim he said I should go with him. So I did. We were married a month later.”
“Now, in the Navy, it isn’t just about how well you perform. Like any group, politics play a big part of your advancement. And let me tell you. I was a big asset to your father’s career!” She posed for a moment, sticking out her chest and ass before she sat down.
“He knew it, I knew it, and we played the game. Yes, your dad is very sharp and all that, but I played a big part. It never helps to shmooze your commanding officer, or have your wife do it.”