Everything is Quiet... Too Quiet

I enter a noiseless apartment. Only the gentle hum of the building hits my ears. Ai leans close on her tiptoes and whispers, "If they're doing it... they must really have their stealth fuck game down."

"Yeaaaah..." I say sarcastically. "That doesn't sound like the usual MO for my mom. I mean... I hate that I know what my mom sounds like when she's climaxing. I could probably pick it out of a lineup." I scratch my head. "She's just not discreet about this stuff. My only consolation is that most of these d-bags don't stick around after my mom get's her proverbial rocks off."

"Go, your mom!" Ai says groovily.

"What? Why are you rooting for my mom to get railed by random men?"

"Well, it sounds like she knows what she wants. It's kind of empowering to know your mom can pull a guy no strings attached and use them for her needs." She bites her lip.

"Yeah, but... most men are down to fuck. So... it's not like an achievement for an attractive women like my mom to have sex with a guy. It'd be better for her to find someone that actually loves her you know?"

"You just said you didn't even want these guys to stick around..." She give me a judging look.

"I didn't want those guys to stick around. I want her to find a decent guy that is worth keeping around."

"I get that... but have you considered that maybe that's not what she wants...? Some ladies like to be free to fuck who they want." She winked and squeezed my ass.

I gave her a knowing look, unable to contain a smile and then glanced at my bedroom. She glanced at it too and gave me ashy look... an invitation. I could invite her in. We could have fun. Make out, maybe even fuck...

...but then I remember the deafening silence from my mom's room.