Your Mom

After changing into your black shorts and red t-shirt, you feel a bit more relaxed. When your mom walks through the door, she looks tired but happy to be home. Allison, always eager to make things feel special, suggests going out for dinner to welcome her back. You all agree, and soon you're heading to a cozy Italian restaurant nearby.

At the restaurant, you find a quiet corner table. The atmosphere is warm, filled with the soft murmur of conversations and the clinking of cutlery. After placing your orders—pasta for you, Allison, and your mom—you settle in, ready to catch up.

"So, how was the trip, Mom?" Allison asks, leaning forward with genuine interest.

Your mom sighs, a tired but satisfied smile on her face. "It was exhausting but productive. The meetings went well, and I think we've secured a great partnership for the company. Lots of hard work, but it paid off."

"That sounds amazing," you chime in, trying to sound enthusiastic. "Did you get any time to relax at all?"

"A little," she admits. "One evening, I managed to explore the city a bit. It's beautiful, but I'm glad to be home."

As the conversation flows, your mom starts sharing stories about her trip, the places she saw, and the people she met. Allison and you listen attentively, occasionally asking questions to keep the conversation going.

"So, anything interesting happen while I was away?" your mom asks, her eyes twinkling with curiosity as she looks between the two of you.

Allison starts to say something, but your mom cuts her off with a knowing look. "And Alex, are you still wearing those panties?"

Your face flushes instantly, and you glance nervously at Allison, who gives you a reassuring smile. You swallow hard, trying to find your words. "Uh, well, I... I mean, just sometimes. They're comfortable."

Your mom raises an eyebrow, clearly trying to keep a straight face. "Comfortable, huh? Just be careful, okay? It's one thing in private, but you need to be mindful of where and when."

Allison jumps in to defuse the tension. "Don't worry, Mom. I've been keeping an eye on him. We're just having some fun with it. Right, Alex?"

You nod quickly, grateful for Allison's intervention. The rest of the dinner continues more smoothly, with your mom sharing more about her trip and Allison bringing up funny stories from the past week.

Back at home, the three of you settle into your usual evening routines. You take a quick shower, the cold water helped to wash away the day's anxieties.