It was almost ready. Audrey had spent most of the afternoon working on dinner. Meatloaf, Mashed Potatoes and gravy. Jacob hated eating vegetables so she quit cooking them. Not that she cooked much anyway, they mostly ate takeout and prepackaged stuff. It was nice to cook for him though.
"Jake-y! Dinner's ready!" she called once she had everything on the table. She used her Mom voice like she would have seven or eight years ago calling him and his friends down on a Friday night She tried not to think about what they had been doing, but every time she thought about it she got wet.
She waited 10 minutes and finished a glass of wine, before going to check on him. She opened the door, and there he was. Sitting on his twin bed, controller in hand. "Sorry Mom. I filled up on chips and stuff." He was shirtless and in his boxers. He had filled out in college. He was a skinny kid, and despite filling out a bit in the chest and butt, he was still thin. Audrey wished she could eat chips and soda and look like that.
His blond hair was getting long and shaggy. It was in a trendy cut when he graduated. She had been so proud. As she thought of him in his suit and tie, looking every bit of a man, her nipples began to harden.
"So you aren't going to eat the dinner I made?" she asked. She wasn't devastated, but it didn't quite feel like it did when he was younger. She wasn't going to scold him.
Jacob shrugged, "Sorry, I didn't know you were making anything." He paused his game and leaned back in his bed. "Want to sit down?" he asked. She could see the head of his cock poking through his boxers, he didn't try to hide it if he noticed.
Audrey had finally gotten clothes done that afternoon. She was wearing her new shirt she ordered online. It had a V-neck and shimmered just a bit. She got it to wear under a cardigan if she ever got a job interview. It was a pinkish color that varied slightly as the light hit it. It was just long enough to cover her ample ass in her black yoga pants. She was wearing her bra with the padding. She didn't really need it, but the pads gave her some "oomph" up into the V of her shirt. Her black crimped hair fell midway down her collar. She only had a few small streaks of gray. Her tits still got her plenty of looks when she was trying. Jacob was no different than the bagger at the store when it came to looking at them.