The next morning dawned sunny and the thermometer said 72 degrees at 8 AM. I was excited because I had quite a few things to do and most called for decent weather. I dressed and went down to the kitchen.
Mother was in the kitchen putting some stuff in the dishwasher. I poured a cup of coffee and sat down at the counter.
"Morning Mom," I said to her. "You look nice for a Saturday. What's up?"
"Good morning Thomas," she said. She is the only person who calls me Thomas since I finished school. "Yeah, we are short-handed and backlogged at work so I am earning some overtime."
Right about that time, Amy walked into the kitchen with a robe on and I could see that she was wearing her bathing suit underneath. She looked at mom who had her back to us, then looked at me and winked.
"Good morning everyone!" she said with a cheerful grin. She got a bowl out and poured some cereal and dumped some milk on it and sat down. "Quite a storm last night." Mom turned around and leaned against the counter.
"Yeah, your dad had to work today too, so it's a good thing he is a sound sleeper." she said. "What with the storm and you two 'supporting' each other, he wouldn't have gotten any sleep at all."
I felt the blood drain from my face. I glanced at Amy. She was frozen with her spoon in mid-air, staring into her bowl.
The silence dragged out for a minute, maybe two.
"Um, what?" I said. Wow that was profound.
"Listen up you two, you are both adults." She started. "I can't tell you what to do. But I want you think and consider the ramifications of what you do." Both of our jaws were on the floor, I am sure of it.
"But I will tell you this." She continued. "This is my house. I do not want to hear that again."
Silence. Neither of us could find our voices.
"I do not want to HEAR that ever again. Am I clear?" she asked.
Silence.
"Am I CLEAR?" she said significantly louder. We both nodded vigorously.
"Good. I have to go to work. I love you both. Enjoy your day. I'm sure you will." And out the door she went.
Neither of us said anything or even looked at each other until we heard the garage door close and her car drive off down the road.
Amy spoke first, "Oh Christ." I burst out laughing. If I hadn't I probably would have peed my pants.
"I thought we might have been a little loud last night," I said.
Amy was pretty shaken up. She got up, put her bowl and spoon in the sink and left the kitchen without another word.
I drank my coffee and then went to take a walk around the yard to survey the damage from the storm. When I walked out onto the deck, Amy was sitting on a lounge in her bathing suit and sunglasses. I sat down on a chair next to her.
"You know what I have been thinking about," she said. "If dad HAD been awake and heard us, we would be both packing our bags right now."
"I know, I thought about that too." I said. "What blew me away is what mom actually said though. Almost as if she knows she can't stop us doing whatever we want, but do it when she isn't home."
"I know!" Amy said, surprised that I got the same read from it that she did. "Tommy I don't know what to do at this point. You think I should leave and go back?"
"Why in the hell would you want to do that, Amy? That's crazy talk!"
"Well, should we avoid each other or those situations? Do you think I should move to the basement bedroom, Tommy? I will if I need to," she said. I could tell she didn't want to.
"Amy, we ARE both adults and can make our own decisions. This may be rationalizing, but I don't think we are doing anything wrong. You are on birth control so it isn't likely you will end up pregnant. We just discovered each other and I really don't want to give you up."
"Oh Tommy, I am so glad you feel that way. I really did enjoy last night. We will have to be more careful, but I am not ready to lose you either. I wasn't just ranting in a frenzy either when I said your cock filled me more than I have ever been filled before. You are like 18 right? Did you do anything like enhancement?" she asked.
I laughed, "No I haven't. It is all natural. I don't know why it is the way it is."