interrupted breakfast

I get down for waffles.

I see mom put an apron to cook.

Something is strange, can't put a name on it.

Until I see her nightie folded on the back of a chair. As she turns her back to me to pick my share of the waffles, I get a great view of her perfect ass.

"Mom!! What are you wearing?" I ask before bitting in my waffle. Not enough whipped cream, I add some for the next bite.

She points to the apron smeared with batter.

"I couldn’t cook in my silk nightie, it's hell getting stains out of it, it's a gift from your dad." She replies. I can't fault her on that, silk is a pain to clean. But she could have slipped something else on.

"So sweetie, what do you want to do for the rest if the day?" She asks, oblivious to my naked state.

"I thought I would just laze around the house, maybe get some homework done." I reply.

"On such a beautiful day, you should go out more, make some friends, find a boy you like, or a girl!" She says.

"Mom..." I try.

The doorbell is interrupting me.

Someone is ringing it again and again.

"Can you get that sweetie?" She tells me.

"Mom, I'm naked." I scream, too loud.

"Ok I'll go open!" She says leaving the kitchen.

"Mom you are naked too ...." I try to remind her.