Dinner time was normal. Nothing out of the ordinary. She was more relaxed as they sat on opposite sides of the couch eating their dinner and watching tv.
She would look over and he was sitting sprawled out on the couch with one leg resting up on the cushions. She noticed he wasn't wearing any underwear and caught a glimpse of his huge limp dick resting on his leg. She felt sick and ashamed, she got up and brought the dishes in. She noticed him looking at her as she walked into the kitchen. She did the dishes and asked if he wanted any ice cream and he replied, "Yeah! Sure! Thanks mom!"
She returned from the kitchen and handed him a dish of ice cream. They continued to watch their show for awhile, he announced he was getting sleepy and he stood up he walked over to her, his crotch eye level with her, she looked up and he bent down to kiss her on the forehead and he thanked her for dinner and he went up to his room.
She shook off that feeling again, after awhile she went out for a cigarette, she came back in and headed upstairs to her room, her son's bedroom was just down the hall and she could see the faint glow of his computer monitor on, she then went into her room and got ready for bed.
She laid down and replayed the memory of her day in her head. She couldn't shake the strange taboo feeling of what happened, was it just all in her mind? Maybe? But then she thought further back to when he use to lay on her as they watched tv and how he would always lay on her bottom, he occasionally slept in her bed all the way up until he started high school. Or one night when she accidentally got drunk and took off all her clothes to take a shower and afterwards went into his bedroom by mistake and laid down next to him, luckily he was fast asleep and her boyfriend, James woke her up and brought her back to bed, just little incidents that made her overthink what was swirling in her mind.
She didn't even realize that her hand was between her legs and she had been unknowingly touching herself. She was a little frightened by this, but she felt something sensual and exciting about this. She felt conflicted, but she wanted to experiment with the idea.
So she finished touching herself and went to clean up in the bathroom. She saw her son was still up and heard a faint noise and a muffled, "Oh mom! Oh mom!" She swallowed hard and got anxious. She went back into her bedroom and more thoughts circled in her head, but why was she getting wet again?
End part 1.