"Well..."

“Then again you watch your share of porn too, don't you?" The smirk grew wider.

“Found it when you let me use your lap top a couple weeks ago."

"Don't talk to me about porn, its not right." She felt defensive again.

"I seem to recall it was a woman with a younger guy. The Cougar Cub Club," he Laughed.

"I said drop it." Emma warned him tensely.

"You really want a guy my age?" He whistled.

"You could land one you know. Bunch of my friends bust my balls about my hot mom"

"I don't want a young guy!" Emma snapped at him.

“It was just a video and you shouldn't have been snooping!"

"I didn't, you forgot to close the browser." He put his hand up to cut her off.

“But point is you watched something you say you don't want, so same for me with that video."

“Okay, point taken." She agreed.

“But at least what I watch isn't... unnatural."

“Still no reason for the things you said." He was now serious when he spoke.

“That's not you at all, mom. If anything you try to act prim and proper around me."

"I said I was sorry, Eric. I'm just not feeling myself at the moment.

ALL that weird talk and what happened here unsettled me."

"Guess so because I think this is the first time I've ever seen you not wear a bra." He stared pointedly at her chest.

"With a white shirt no less.

Emma stared down at herself and to her chagrin saw he was right, she'd never put a bra on. Her small breasts were clearly defined in the tight shirt to the point the skin around her nipples were visible. Eric was right, she never walked around without a bra in front of him, how had she not put one on?

"Because you want to show off your tits to your son."

“Oh, God." She whispered and felt her face growing hot.

"Hey, its not that big of a deal." Eric told her.

"Not like I'm Looking."