"I think Junior might have a problem," Rainbow Johnson said to her husband. She was lying on their bed, wearing her silk pajamas, and Andre was in the process of brushing his teeth. The loving parents of 5 children, Rainbow and Andre had been through a lot - it seemed like every week there was a new crisis or two happening in their lives - so Andre wasn't surprised to hear his wife was concerned about their oldest boy.
"What did he do now?" Andre asked with a roll of his eyes. Andre (or "Dre," as his wife and friends called him), loved his son. Andre loved all his children. Just, maybe not 100% equally? His eldest boy, Andre Junior, was...different. He wasn't cool. He wasn't smooth. He was a bit of a momma's boy. He liked video games, but not just the fun violent ones or the sport ones like his father, but the roleplaying mystical wizard community stuff too. Nerd shit. If you asked Dre, they were as different as father and son could be.
Truthfully, though, they had a ton in common.
"Well...promise you won't overreact," Rainbow said.
"Overreact? Do I ever overreact?" Andre said defensively.
"Dre, last week you threatened to boycott Burger King because they put pickles on your Whopper," Rainbow reminded him.
"Their slogan is 'Have it your way,' Bo. If I can't have it my way, its blatant false advertising!" Andre retorted.
"Fine, better that I don't tell you," Rainbow said.
"No, you brought it up. Now I need to know. What did he do?" Dre said, refocusing on his son.
"I...caught him..." Rainbow began.
"Oh no. Tell me you didn't. I knew letting him keep that computer in his bedroom was a bad idea. I've seen it happen. What was he looking at? Let me guess...Asians. I told you all that anime stuff was a bad idea. We're getting rid of that computer first thing tomorrow morning," Dre said.
"Dre, relax, it wasn't that...I caught him...in the laundry room," Rainbow said.
"The laundry room?" Dre asked confused.
"Yes...he was...looking through some items and...he was...sniffing certain items," Rainbow explained.
"What? He was smelling dirty clothes? Is this like a TikTok thing?"
"Dre, he was sniffing my panties. And he was...pleasuring himself," Rainbow said.
"Are you sure?"
"Dre, I'm pretty sure I know what I saw. He didn't hear me behind him and I watched. He went into the laundry room, looked through the hamper, pulled out a pair of my underwear, brought them to his face with one hand, and then put the other hand into his pants. Tell me what else could've been happening there," Rainbow said.
"I always knew there was something off about that boy," Dre said.
"Dre! There's nothing 'off about that boy.' He's 18. He's about to go to college. He's just exploring his...sexuality. It's natural. It's just...a boundaries issue," Rainbow tried to reason, defending her son.
"Natural? What's natural about sniffing your momma's dirty drawers?"
"I'm sure he was just...curious," Rainbow answered.
"Curious about what exactly?"
"I don't know, Dre. But you need to talk to him."
"Me? Oh no. You caught the pervert, you talk to him."
"Don't call him a pervert. He's just confused, okay? And don't act like you aren't turned on by my lingerie either. Remember that trip we took to the wine country last year? That red teddy I bought?"
"Oh yeah...we played little Red Riding Hood...but that's different! Besides, what do you want me to say him?" Dre asked.
"I don't know. We need to tell him its okay to have questions or to have, y'know, personal...kinks...or fetishes...or whatever...but he has to be respectful of boundaries."
"Are you sure I need to be there for this talk?"
"Dre, better we talk to him now than he gets arrested for panty raiding a sorority next year."
Dre groaned, but he knew his wife was right. They agreed they'd have a talk with Junior the next day.
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The next evening, Dre and Rainbow gave Pops and Ruby $100 to take their younger kids out for pizza and a movie.
"Why can't I go? I like pizza! I like movies!" Junior complained, upset about being left out. He was seated in the kitchen with his parents standing across the island from him.
"Unfortunately, me and your mother need to have a serious talk with you," Dre explained as the rest of the family departed.
"Talk with me? About what?" Junior asked, confused.
"Well...I'll let your mother speak on that," Dre said.
"Mom? What's he talking about?" Junior asked.
Rainbow took a deep breath.
"Well...yesterday afternoon...I...I think you thought I was still at work...but...I was home and...I saw you...in the laundry room," Rainbow said.
There was a dead silence. Junior's eyes got wide from embarrassment. He was caught. He knew it.
"So...do you have anything to say for yourself?" Dre asked, breaking the long silence.
"Uh...uh...I can explain," Junior said.
"Please do, son, please, please do," Dre responded.
"I...I...I was...I think maybe someone sold me one of those drug brownies at the beach...yeah, there was a bake sale...at the beach...for Cancer Awareness Month and...and...I bought a brownie and...it made me feel all weird...and crazy! It made me crazy. And so I was doing crazy things," Junior explained. His parents weren't buying it.
"A drug brownie? A drug brownie made you want to sniff your mother's underwear?" Dre asked.
"Was that what I did? I don't even remember. It was all a blur. A drug-induced blur," Junior said.
"Junior, it's okay. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. Lots of guys have...panty fetishes," Rainbow said.
"I don't have a...what did you call it? A 'panty fetish'? I don't even know what those words mean," Junior said, clearly lying, a nervous smile growing wide on his face.
"Oh no?" Rainbow said.
"Of course not! Panties? Gross. It's underwear. Fabric. There's nothing sexy about it," Junior said.
"So, you don't get turned on looking at women's underwear? Thinking about how they look on a woman's body? What they rub against? What they smell like?" Rainbow asked slowly. She could see beads of sweat on her son's brow.
"No, not at all. Never," Junior said defensively.
"Oh really?" Rainbow asked again, raising her eyebrow and staring at her son dead in the eye.
"I swear," Junior said.
Rainbow stepped out from behind the kitchen island and turned her back towards Junior. She was still dressed in her work clothes after a shift at the hospital, blue scrubs. With her back turned to her son, she started to untie her pants, loosening them.
"Woah...Bo...what are you doing?" Dre asked his wife.
"Yeah, what are you doing? Stop!" Junior exclaimed.
"What? He says he's not into panties so he shouldn't mind seeing mine, right? Ain't that, right, Junior?" Rainbow asked, looking back at her son over her shoulder.
Junior's facial expression was sheer horror. He could feel his face going white as the blood drained from it. Stammering, he answered, "Sure...yeah...It has no effect on me...like I said...panties are gross."
Rainbow bent over and then lowered her scrub pants, exposing her beautiful, panty-covered ass to her son. Her panties were nothing special - in fact, they were just plain, white cotton - but they still looked incredible to her son. Junior could feel a pool of saliva forming in his mouth.
Rainbow stayed bent down but started swaying her ass suggestively at her son.
"So this is doing nothing to you? Seeing my butt covered in nothing but these soft, soft cotton panties?" Rainbow asked.
"Okay, Bo, I think you made your point," Dre said.
Ignoring him, Rainbow continued to move her ass side to side, ever so slowly. She could feel Junior's eyes following it.
"Its just fabric, right?...Just thin cotton fabric covering up my little...private...sweaty...holes, right, Junior?" she teased.
"Bo, stop," Dre said.
"Oh, no, he's got to see the front too, Dre," Rainbow said, turning around.
Junior's jaw dropped as he now saw the front, the way the fabric clung to her crotch, the way he could almost make out her vaginal lips behind the thin cotton.
"What do you think, Junior? Are these maybe too small for me? They feel a little tight in the front," Rainbow noted.
"They look amazin-- I mean...stop...stop it," Junior corrected himself.
She then lifted up and took off her shirt and the undershirt beneath it, revealing a dark black sports bra holding back her ample breasts. Junior couldn't believe he was now looking at his own mother in her underwear and, objectively, she looked incredible. He went erect almost instantly.
"Stand up, Junior, I wanna see how little of an effect this has on you," Rainbow said, motioning for her son to stand up.