When I came home one night after being out with the guys, Mom and Dad were yelling at each other. Dad slammed the front door on his way out.
Mom was crying and I could smell the booze. I was hoping Dad would come back home after he sobered up.
I asked, “What’s the problem, Mom?”
“It’s none of your dammed business.”
I sternly responded, “Mom, it is my business. I love both you and dad.”
“I don’t think your dad loves me any more.”
“Mom, sit down and let’s talk.”
“Alright, fix me another drink and fix one for yourself, too.”
I knew she didn’t need anymore to drink, but I went ahead and fixed the two drinks.
“Now mom, what is it?”
“I shouldn’t discuss things like this with you.”
“Go ahead, Mom, come on, tell me.”
She hesitated, then sheepishly said, “He said I wasn’t sexy anymore and he was going out to find a girl.”
I assured her, “Mom, you are very good looking and you still have a nice figure.”
“He doesn’t think so anymore. He called me an old bag.” She started weeping again.
I didn’t know what to say and remained silent. I walked over to hug her and let her cry on my shoulder.
She whimpered, “My drink is gone, fix us another. Wait a minute, I’m going to fix my own.”
She unsteadily walked in the kitchen and I watched as she poured a very strong drink.
Mom had more tears in her eyes as she talked about how Dad didn’t love her anymore and that he was going to find another girl. I did my best to console her.
“Mom, it’s time for you to go to bed. Dad will come back.”
“Alright, son. Guess there isn’t anything else for me to do.”
I went to my room, put on my pajama tops and went to bed. Before I could go to sleep, I heard a light knock on the door.
Mom softly said, “It’s just me. I want your opinion.”
Mom walked in wearing a very sexy nighty that hardly covered her bottom.
She asked, “Do you think I look sexy in this. You don’t have to flatter me, I want your true opinion.”
I was shocked to see her dressed like this. Her ample breasts were hardly covered and the skirt hem barely covered her crotch.
I addressed her, “Mom, you look fantastic, but you shouldn’t be dressed like that in front of me.”
“Your Dad doesn’t think I look sexy anymore.”
I hardly knew what to say or do, “Mom you look great. Please go back to bed.”