Yeah Yeah, all persons were/are over the age of 18. Yada Yada Yada and Blah Blah Blah.
To understand the full context of this story, you should read part one and two first.
Sunday, Day 3 of Our Family Adventure.......
I did not reply to John and just kept walking out the door to Adam's room. I never even bothered to get dressed. His door was shut, I tapped lightly and entered. He was on his bed, naked, with a rock-hard cock. He jumped of course as I entered, but I could tell he had been stroking it as he was at my bedroom door.
"MOM! WHAT THE HELL?" he yelled in shock as I entered his room. His eyes wide as he realizes that I'm naked as well. "What are you doing?" he asks me as he grabs a pillow and covers up his junk.
"What do you mean, what am I doing?" I mischievously say grinning. "I'm doing exactly what you were hoping I would do. Now, isn't that, right?" I asked him teasingly. "Or I can leave if you'd like."
Adam moved to the edge of the bed, still holding the pillow over himself. "What do you think I was hoping you would do?" he asked me as if he didn't already know.
"Adam let's not play dumb here and let's not waste a lot of time playing games. We are both adults and you know damn well what I'm talking about. How about we just be straight with one another and see where it leads."
His eyes kept glancing my way as I stood just a couple feet from him not covering my nudity at all. He would take a peak and then look away quickly, but his eyes kept returning to my body. I realized though that he wasn't going to give in and start the conversation, so I decided to do it myself.
"Adam, what you said the other morning, were you serious about that? And before you go and say you don't remember what you said, it was about, if you could suck my tits, you would be interested in doing so and your sister's as well. Were you serious about all of that?"
"Umm yeah, I guess, but you said only in a different lifetime." He shyly said in return.
"Okay, and just now, were you not standing at my bedroom door stroking your cock till you father moved and then you ran off and came in here to finish off."
I could tell he was embarrassed, and I didn't want him to feel embarrassed, so I tried to help him out some before he answered.
"Before you answer, let me say this. I know you know that I saw you. And I know that you know that I was awake and showing you myself. I also know that you realized that Ashley was in bed with us, and we are all nude. And lastly, I know that you are not stupid and can figure out for yourself that your father and I had sex with Ashley. So, the only real question to you right now would be, what questions do you have for me right now?"
This seemed to help him relax some as it brought most of the attention off him and I could tell his breathing was much better now, I waited for him to gather his thoughts and go from there. It took him a couple of minutes, but he finally spoke up all in a flurry of questions.
"If you knew I was there, why would you show me yourself like that and yeah, why was Ashley in your bed naked. What's that all about? How long has that been going on? Why are you in here naked now? And why did you ask me if I was serious about what I said the other day?"
I think he would have kept going with the questions but he ran out of breath so I started answering his questions before he could ask even more.
"Okay Adam, I'm going to tell you straight out as an adult and then you can decide what you want to do with that information, and we'll go from there. Okay?
"Please do, because right now, I'm confused as fuck." He answered.
"This is not in the order you asked your questions, but I think it will help make everything make sense when I'm done." I prefaced before starting. "You heard what you heard the other day, I know you did, so you know that Ashley is exploring her sexuality right now. She told me that she read my journals, and she discovered some things about your father and me."
At this Adam looked away and I could see his shoulders tense up. I had to interrupt myself and ask him, "You've read my journals as well, haven't you? Tell me the truth."
Adam hesitated and was still looking away. I moved over to his bed and sat next to him. "Adam, look at me when I'm talking to you. You may be 20 years old, but you will not disrespect me, you understand?"
Adam slowly turned towards me with some slight moisture in his eyes. I knew he felt bad, and I didn't want him to feel bad or feel embarrassed. I wrapped my arms around him, my breasts pressing into him and held him tightly. His arms wrapped around me, and he began to sob slightly.
"I'm sorry mom, I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help it. I kept seeing Ashley go down into the basement and I followed her one-day after a while, and I saw her reading your journal and she was masturbating while reading them so after she left, I went down and read some as well. I'm so sorry mom."
I could tell his apology was sincere and at this point it really didn't bother me anymore. I just wanted to lighten the mood right now.
"Did you masturbate to them after you read them as well." I asked him. "Tell the truth Adam."
He pulled away from me and wiped his eyes and kind of smiled, "Yeah a couple of times."
"Good." I said, "Then you must have liked what you read, correct? What parts did you read?" I asked him.
He fumbled for his words, not really wanting to tell me.
"Come on, speak up. Be an adult, use your words. Tell me the truth now and always and I will never get mad at you." I reassured him.
Softly he cleared his throat and started to talk in a whisper.
"No, no, speak up. I know what I wrote, you can tell me, speak up." I demanded of him.