An apology

I lay on the bed in my room and stared at the ceiling, rotating between being angry my mom had treated me that way and being devastated that my mom had caught me sniffing her panties. I had always been a momma's boy, so the idea that she might never forgive me was crushing.

About an hour later there's was a knock at the door, which quickly opened before I could answer. Mom came in, closing the door behind her. She had a very serious look on her face, one that usually came before she and my father imposed punishment on us for some infraction.

She had bathed and gotten ready for bed while I had load in my room suffering in my own misery. Her still wet hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she had put on her favorite night gown, one she had wore for as long as I could remember. It was white with little green designs of some kind all over. It had once had lace around the hem, but that was long gone, and in a few places the seems were frayed.

Something else happened that I hadn't expected, as for the first time, as if my panty sniffing incident had triggered something inside me. For the first time I looked at her in her favorite night gown not as an innocent son looking at his mother or mommy, but as a man looking at a woman.

I don't know how I had never seen it before. That gown cling to the shape of her boobs, and through the fabric I could see the surprisingly dark shape of her nipples, which appeared to be rather large. It was also just slightly longer than it had to be to cover the curve of her hips and ass.

Fuck, I thought, feeling a stirring in my boxers. I am a sicko. I pulled my blanket tighter against me.

"I wanted to apologize, son," she said as she sat down on the edge of my bed. "I have had time to think about it, and I realized that I treated you unfairly. Until today I still saw you as my little boy, my baby, but I can no longer hide from the fact that you've grown up...in more than one way."

She patted me gently on the top of the head.

"I suppose I should be relieved that you've decided to have your sexual exploration at home instead of out there with some little slut," she said. "Your brother has been with every cheap floozie in town. Your father and I probably lucky he hasn't already made us grand parents."

I stared at her silently, unable to respond.

"All I'm saying is that I'm sorry I over reacted," she said. "It was just the realization that you had grown up smacking me in the face. Anytime you have that.... special feeling, you have my blessing to grab a pair of my panties and take care of your needs. I would much rather you do that than go out and knock some girl up. I mean, what if you had gone on your date tonight with that much built up frustration?"

Still I just stared at her, unable to believe what I was hearing.

"Just don't get caught by your father, he would be pissed," she told me.

My mom patted me on the head again and got up to leave. As she turned I had an amazing view of her ass, which the gown really highlighted. I could see a visible panty line and I could tell that her panties were either red or orange.

She turned back in time to catch me staring at her ass, but only smiled politely.

"I'm serious," she said.