Pissed

"Good lord, Barry," his mom said, wiping cum from her face with a folded tshirt. "Now i have to wash all of these again, and take a shower. What next, I catch you sniffing my panties?"

"My...I wasn't...I mean," he fumbled over the words. He was suddenly very aware that he was laying there naked and covered in cum in front of his mother.

"I'm sorry," she said, her face softening a bit. "You are a growing boy...well...from the looks of you you're already grown... and you have needs. Just lock the door why don't ya?"

She tossed him a towel and turned to leave. Absently he found his eyes drifting down to the way her night gown hugged the curves of her ass. He found the idea disgusting, yet he watched her hips sway until she walked out and closed the door behind her. That was when he realized his cock had sprung to attention again.

"Holy fuck," he said aloud. Absently he wondered why she had mentioned him sniffing her panties. He'd never thought of it before, after all, she was his mom and that was sick. But still...