"Thought you might need some nourishment," I said. "You used up a lot of energy last night."
He sat up and laughed. "I think I still have some more energy but could probably use a little pick-me-up."
I let Mathews finish his breakfast. Neither of us had a lot to say as he ate. I think both of us were digesting the events of not only last night, but of the past several weeks.
"Honey, are you okay?" I started. "I mean with all of this? I know it's not the typical mother / son relationship. And if you are having second thoughts I understand."
"Oh no, mom," he said, finishing the last gulp of his orange juice. "It's not that. Actually, I was thinking how hot it is that you're sitting here next to me wearing just your panties, and shirt with no bra. This is like some kind of dream or something."
I stood up and grabbed his plate and take it to the sink.
"So... when you 'accidently' put those panties in my bag," he started, emphasizing "accidently." "Was it really an accident, or did you mean to put them in there?"
I blushed. "I guess we don't have any secrets from each other anymore do we?" I said. "Okay. I confess. I may have put them in there," I laughed. "But it wasn't my idea."
I added the part about it not being my idea to be lighthearted and try to make myself appear to be a little less slutty. But as soon as I said it, I regretted it. I knew he wouldn't miss it.
He didn't. "Really? Who's idea was it?" he asked.
I knew that I was busted. And also knew that the truth would come out sooner or later. So I decided to be honest. I confessed to him the whole story of how I had confided in Juli after discovering that he had been "playing" with my panties. And that she was the one that suggested that I include them in his bag that weekend.
"I'm sorry, baby," I offered. "It may have been her idea, but I was the one that actually carried it out. I know that it was deceitful. Will you promise that you won't hold it against me? Or Juli?"
"Seriously?" he questioned. "It's like the hottest thing that has ever happened to me," he laughed. "Remind me to give Mrs. D a hug the next time I see her," he grinned. Mrs. D was Mathews's shorthand for Juli, short for Mrs. Duncan.
He leaned over and kissed me. I felt a weight leave me, knowing that all of my secrets from Mathews were now known. Well, almost all... I still hadn't told him that Juli had listened in on one of our phone chats and that both of us had cum while listening to him masturbate on the other end of the line. But that could wait.
Mathews went to shower, and I heard the phone ringing. I answered it before even looking at the caller ID to see who it was.
"Did I catch you at a bad time?" Juli said on the other end of the line.
"Oh no," I answered. "Mathews just stepped into the shower." I glanced at my watch and it was almost 1:00 in the afternoon.
"Hmmm," she smirked. "Busy morning with Mathews?"
I laughed and said vaguely "We've just been enjoying each other." Juli knew how excited I was about Mathews's visit this weekend.
"I bet you have, you naughty girl. You know you are going to have to dish all of the details when he goes back to school."
I looked back at Mathews, drying off just outside the shower stall, his muscles still slightly damp and glistening in the sunlight coming through the opaque windows of the bathroom. God, he was handsome, I thought to myself. If he only knew what we were talking about right now...
"We are having fun," I laughed. Then in a whisper I added "And I promise that I'll share the details with you." And then, back to my normal voice level, "but I need to run for now. Mathews told me about a dinner that he has to go to next week and I promised him last night that I would take him to look for some new clothes."
"Okay," she laughed also. "I understand. God, I am so jealous of you right now."
"I know," I chuckled. "We'll talk later."
When I hung up I told Mathews to get dressed and that I was taking him shopping.
It was a beautiful, sunny day and we walked close to each other wandering around the outdoor shopping center. Occasionally he put his arm around me and at times I felt almost like a school girl again. Somewhere along the way we stopped and each enjoyed an iced frappuccino sitting outside one of the local coffee shops.
"So," Mathews interrupted my impractical thoughts. "I'm guessing that was Mrs. D you were talking to on the phone before we left?"
"Yes," I answered, suddenly back in reality.
"Do you think she knows about us?" Mathews asked, looking a little embarrassed, but also inquisitive.
Oh god, I thought. I don't want to lie to my own son but, at the same time, I didn't know if he would be mad at me for sharing – at least what he thought was our own secret – with my best friend.
"Why would you ask that?" I answered, deftly.
"I dunno," he stammered, stirring his drink with his straw. "I guess... I mean... I know you told me about her suggesting that you leave your panties in my bag... and I guess... I don't know... I guess I was just wondering how much she knew."
I sat silently for a few moments, trying to find the right words to say. "Would that bother you if she did?" I asked, in a non-committal answer.
His eyes lit up. "God no," he said, excitedly. "Actually I think it's kinda hot."
"I told you that Tim has the hots for her, didn't I? I can see why. I've even seen her panties," he laughed. "Tim and I traded one time. She's a pretty lady... of course, not as pretty as you, mom," he added quickly.
I laughed at his awkward attempt to make sure he hadn't offended me. "It's okay if you think she's pretty," I smiled. "I do too. Sexy even," I blushed. "As long as I know that I am 'your girl' I don't care if you think my best friend is 'hot'," I laughed, using my fingers to indicate quotation Mathewss around "hot."
Mathews laughed. "So, back to my earlier question... do you think Mrs. D knows? About us I mean?"
I smiled inwardly. I could see he wasn't going to let me try and evade a direct answer.
"Well... kind of," I said slowly, blushing. "I'll tell you a little secret but you have to promise me that you won't tell Tim or anyone else."
Mathews's eyebrows rose. "Wow, this sounds juicy. I promise that I won't tell anyone mom. Not even Tim."
I took a long gulp of my frappe and looked around to make sure we were out of earshot of anyone. Even though I knew no one was listening in on our conversation, I leaned in toward Mathews and he leaned in as well.
"Remember the night when you and I chatted on the phone and I told you Juli had just left?" I started.
Mathews nodded, a hint of a smile appeared on his face as he remembered. "Absolutely. That was very hot."
"Well," I continued. "It was hot for me too. But in a different way. Now remember that I had a little too much wine that night," I stalled. "But I had asked Juli if she wanted to stay and listen in while you and I chatted."
There it was. I now had no secrets from my son. I stared into his eyes to see his reaction, hoping he wouldn't be mad at me for letting Juli share in our intimate conversation, especially since I had been so adamant that he keep our phone conversations to himself and tell no one about them.
Mathews looked from side to side, I think to make sure no one was looking, then grinned and leaned in and kissed me square on the lips.
I closed my eyes and savored that split second of our first public kiss like that. When I opened them, Mathews was still grinning from ear to ear.
"I take it from your reaction that you aren't mad?" I laughed.
"I would say pretty much whatever the opposite is of being mad," he answered. "Did she enjoy listening in?"
I laughed out loud this time. "I would say she did," I smiled. "When I initially asked her, I was planning on just playing along with you and letting her listen in. But we got so turned on that we both ended up cumming in front of each other listening to you.