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The rest of the morning followed routine, son fed and out the door, kitchen tidied up, me dressed and headed to my workout.

Early evening finds me in the kitchen again, making dinner, sautéed chicken breasts with onions and mushrooms, steamed veggie medley, and a salad.

While Adam sat at the kitchen table typing away on his laptop, finishing a paper he wants me to critique. His work needed little tweaking and then it was down time for him, video games and texting, while I cleaned up from dinner. While he showered I gathered all the laundry from his room, removed my panties and left them on his pillow.

Wednesday went much the same way, routine until after dinner anyway. Adam settled in to watch a show he records. (Alone) and with cocktail in hand I caught the last When the show ended I killed the tv.

I stated that I wanted to check in with him. He leaned back and said, " OK, what's up?"

I asked how he was doing, you know school, sports, friends etc...he answered.

I asked about his friends (some by name) to see how they were. He answered.

I asked about girls, he blushed, said he was watching one in particular (Amy).

I said she should come to dinner one night soon.

Then we parted for showers and bedtime.

I lost my nerve and didn't ask him more...

Thursday I was up early unable to sleep, I made Adam a big breakfast and cleaned the kitchen after he left for school.

I chose to skip the gym and go back to bed, my hubby would be sooo disappointed in me.

After dinner we did our own thing, he played video games and I read for a bit then showered.

Our days alone (this time) were dwindling, I was running out of time. So wearing my night clothes and a robe, I knocked on my son's door late, after a silence he said come in. He was lying on his side watching TV. 

After I stood there a second he turned it off and I sat on the edge of his bed facing him  (my robe askew). I asked him, "Are my panties working for you?" He turned 3 shades of red and pale at the same time...

"Mom!"

"Hey, there is no judgment here, you know that. I assumed you knew it was me leaving them for you. I dont worry about what you're doing with them either."

"Mom!"

"Really it's ok, I don't worry if you're smelling them or touching yourself with them, or wearing them. It's ok."

"MOM!"

I stopped talking and just sat there full of love for him and terrified I had just hurt our relationship.  After a few moments passed he whispered, "People don't talk about this stuff with their moms."

I smiled because he whispered when were the only ones in the house. Resting my hand on his thigh, "Its ok for us to talk about anything, we are open minded people, you and I. It doesn't matter what we talk about or do, as long as no one is forced and no one is hurt. If you enjoy what you're doing and I can help by leaving panties for you then its no one else's business."

Standing up I bent over to kiss his forehead knowing my robe is open enough for him to see plenty of cleavage if his eyes are open.

" Mom loves you, Adam...always have and always will."

I get to his door on my way out and he says quietly,

 "I touch myself with them and yes I like you leaving them for me."

Not wanting to embarrass him further i just leave, giving him time to process all that has been said tonight. 

Friday, breakfast, school for him, cleaning crew coming for me. Tonight his favorite dinner, the one he has always requested for his birthday...chicken fajitas, homemade Spanish rice, black refried beans with cotija cheese.

After dinner we did our own thing, he played video games while I cleaned the kitchen and then read. While he showered I gathered all the laundry from his room, no peeking at him.

This is our last night alone probably through the holidays. Again it's late and I knock on his door. He calls me in with a "yeah?"

I don't sit, "I just wanted to check in with you while it is still just us here...we're ok right?"

"Mom, we're better  than ok...thank you for...well everything you do."