My Sex Education, Part 2
The text came at about 7:00pm, when I was still running around with my friends. Frankly, I was hoping to avoid my mom, hoping to avoid the conversation. I was scared as fuck.
But I had to go home some time and got there at 9:00pm. My dad was out with his bowling buddies, probably out until the bars close at 2:30am, which was his habit. My mom wasn't in the living room or family room, so I expected she was in her bedroom, probably watching TV.
I had already changed into a t-shirt and the shorts I slept in and was ready for bed. So, at 11:00pm, I couldn't wait any longer and went to my mom's bedroom and knocked on her door.
"Come in," she said. As I came in, she rose up on the bed until she was sitting on it, her legs tucked a little underneath her.
"Hey mom. You wanted to talk to me?" I asked. I was shaking.
"Come on over," she said, tapping the bed. "Have a seat."
My mom was wearing some frilly, blue lingerie. The front dipped all the way down between her breasts, showing maximum cleavage. And the bottom came up to barely mid-thigh. Her legs were covered up to mid-thigh with stockings. Over top of all, she was wearing a black, satin robe that was open. I expected dad was in for a treat when he came home. Maybe he was coming home earlier than usual.
"Ok," I said and sat on the bed. I could barely take his eyes off her breasts and prayed that she didn't notice. "I'm... um... almost done cleaning my room... so... if that's what this is, like, about."
"Well, I'm glad you're cleaning your room, but, no, I have something more serious to talk with you about." She took a second to collect her thoughts. "Listen... um... I already had a talk with Hailey about what happened while your dad and I were away at Aunt Jackie's wedding." As she talked to me, she was lightly stroking her nylon-covered leg, distracting me.
"I wanted to let you know that... we bought some security cameras for the house and... they captured some things that happened over the weekend that... well... are concerning," she said.
"Oh... um..."
"I haven't showed it to your father," she said. "I wanted to talk to you both first."
While it was a relief that my dad didn't know, I was still scared. "I just... I don't..." I stammered, not knowing what to even say.
"Listen... Hailey already took responsibility and I can see that from the videos. She pretty much came onto you. But... I know things have happened after that first night. I know you have urges... and I know this is an exciting time in your life as far as things like that are concerned. But... why didn't you talk to me about your... you know... not having any experience or anything?"
"I... I don't..." I was dumbstruck. What could I say?
"Why did I have to hear it from your sister?" she asked. I had no idea what to say and just sat there. "I want an answer. Tell me."
"I'm sorry. But... I... um..." I stammered.
"You what?"
"Yeah... I just didn't think that it was that big of a deal, I guess."
"I don't want you to get mad at me," she said. "But you can't be doing those things with your sister."
"Yeah," I said. I knew it was wrong. But... she was just so hot.
"You know, you can always talk to me and I really wish you would come to me about these things." She sat up on her knees fully and took her robe off. Her lingerie was sleeveless, with a strap going around her head to hold up the top of it. "Instead, I have to hear it from your sister... and see videos of you two together. What gave you the idea that you two could do that?"
Unfortunately, I wasn't really listening to her at the moment. When she sat up like that I could see far more of her body beneath the lacy material of her lingerie. Her nipples were large, dark, and pointed, dominating my attention.
"Why your sister? Why her?" she asked.
"I mean... she... just... the way she dresses... she shows a lot of skin." As I told her, she idly ran her fingers down the neckline of her lingerie, drawing my attention to her wonderful cleavage. "And... I dunno... it just gets me excited."
"So, you like women who dress more scantily?" she asked, nodding as if unsurprised.
"Yeah..."
"Well... I understand," she said. "That's the kind of thing that happens at your age. And I know you have... urges... and hormones running wild."
"I know it's probably weird," I said, "and I shouldn't have."
"You really should have come to me and said that this was a problem," she said. "Instead, now your sister is involved, too. And I've got to deal with her. What if she gets pregnant for Heaven's sake? So listen... you don't do it with her any more. Ok? If you want to feel good," she said, leaning forward. "You come to mommy," she whispered. "And mommy will take care of it. Ok?"
"Ok," I said, completely surprised.
"I never told you this before," she said, using a finger to push a lock of hair off my face, "but when mommy was your age, I had a... relationship... with my daddy."
"Really?" I asked, completely shocked. "With grandpa?" I couldn't even imagine them in bed together.
"Yes," she said, nodding. "He helped me grow up... into a real woman... and I learned a lot of things. I learned about what guys like and what I like. I learned a lot about pleasure, giving and receiving. And I want to teach you things like that. You know... mommy has everything Hailey has, too, right?"
She slid her hand over her lingerie at her chest, palming and squeezing her breast.
"Yeah... but it was just... you know... an accident," I said defensively. "We didn't plan on doing it."
"I can't have you and your sister getting caught by your father." She hooked her finger around one edge of her lingerie and pulled it across her breast, exposing it. "I don't need that kind of family drama. It could destroy us."
She hooked her other hand in the other side of her lingerie and pulled, pulling it across her other breast, exposing them both. Both of her hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them and teasing her nipples.
"So, I'm going to take care of this myself," she said. "Right, baby?"
"Um... ok mommy," I said, a little confused.
