I followed Mom out to the kitchen. She was sitting at the table, still naked, with her legs crossed. I could see sweat glistening off of her breasts, nipples still hard. They weren't huge, but at a B-cup, they fit her slim figure well. I had to walk past her to get to the other chair, and as I did she slapped my butt. It stung a bit. She had slapped it hard, but I never minded a little spanking during foreplay or sex. She just smiled and told me to have a seat. "I think we need to discuss some things Jason, before we go any further," Mom said, eyeing my body through the glass topped table. I looked down and could just barely see her bush above her crossed thighs. "I'm guessing since you came out here without getting dressed that you would like to continue doing things like this. I know I would." She giggled a little as she said the last part. All I could think about was what her pussy would feel like around my cock. "Well Jason, do you want to continue taking care of each other's needs?"
"Yes" was all I could think to say.
"All right. The first thing is that I've come to find being nude around the house comfortable, I prefer it. I would like if you were as well, otherwise it would feel a little strange. Or at least wear just your underwear. Is that ok with you hun?"
"Yes Mom. I'm not sure if I'll be naked, but I won't wear more than my briefs around the house. I'm more comfortable in just my underwear anyway."
"What about those thongs I saw in your room?" She asked me.
I actually blushed at her mentioning them. Strange since she had just had my cock in her mouth, but it still embarrassed me a little to find out that she knew I wore something like that. I had started wearing them after Janet bought me some one day, said she wanted to see me in them. They are men's thongs, not panties. Plain cotton, but comfortable. I wear them about half the time.
"Those too," I said to her, trying not to blush more.
Mom smirked at me and said, "good."
"Can I ask why you don't have any body hair Jason?" she asked me.
"Janet asked me to shave it a long time ago, and I tried it, since she shaved everywhere." I was getting more relaxed about having a conversation like this, and starting to get hard again. "About a year and a half ago, we switched to waxing."
"Ouch, that must hurt," Mom said, grimacing at the thought of it.
"It did at first, but even that was better than having to shave every other day. I mean I only have to get waxed once a month or so. It still stings when its done, but I prefer that to the itching and raw skin from shaving."
"I know what you mean. I hate shaving my legs." Mom smiled as she said, "I have to say I did like the smooth feeling of yours, but if you want to let it grow back then that's up to you." She paused for a minute, then asked, "So, you go to a salon to have it done?"
I blushed a bit, and got harder thinking about the answer. "At first, but for a while now we had been doing each other with home waxing kits. It really doesn't hurt as bad after you've been doing it for a while, the hair doesn't grow back as thick. I guess I'll have to find a salon to do it again."
"Maybe" was all Mom said, smirking again. "It was sexual wasn't it, the waxing each other? It became a kind of foreplay didn't it?" I noticed that mom was playing with her nipple a little, almost absentmindedly. I was very hard.
"It did," I admitted. "The feeling seemed to turn her on, she got very wet. Getting waxed in itself didn't get me excited, but she would caress me a lot before she yanked it off. That did turn me on, the way she teased me while doing it. And I enjoyed doing her, knowing how hot it got her, she would cum very quickly after."
"I bet you did. I might have to look into getting my legs waxed instead of shaving." She caressed her thigh as she said this. "Might even let you do it for me. I won't trim or shave my bush though, other than the edges to keep it even, so don't ask."
