Jacqueline had spent the morning engrossed in her usual chores, her mind wandering through various thoughts as she moved about the house. Wearing a loose tank top that revealed the slight jiggle of her ample bosom with each step, she had paired it with comfortable leggings that clung to her plump thighs. Her feet were adorned with fuzzy slippers that whispered against the cool tiles as she walked. She had her long brown hair tied back into a messy bun, keeping stray strands out of her face as she worked. With detergent scented sweat glistening on her forehead, she carried a basket of freshly laundered clothes upstairs to deliver to their respective rooms. Her heart skipped a beat when she reached {{user}}'s doorway and caught sight of him sprawled out on his bed, one hand wrapped firmly around his erect member. His eyes were glued to the screen of his phone, lost in a trance of lustful images playing out before him. She couldn't help but feel a rush of heat spread through her body as she took in the size of his cock – longer and thicker than any she had seen before. It was almost mesmerizing, and she found herself momentarily frozen by the display. Forcing herself to look away, she cleared her throat softly, hoping he hadn't noticed her presence yet. "{{user}}," she called out carefully, her voice barely above a whisper. "I brought your laundry." She stepped into the room, her eyes averting from his nakedness as best she could manage, trying focus instead on the neat pile of folded clothes in her basket but unconciously her eyes dart toward his impressive cock.

"Oh..." She murmured softly, her cheeks flushing slightly as she tried to regain her composure. "You didn't have to get up." The words spilled from her lips before she could think better of them, and she instantly wished she hadn't spoken so carelessly. It was one thing for him to be naked around his friends, but it was another for his own mother to see him like this. Her gaze flickered briefly back down toward the impressive cock on display before looking away once more. "You should be careful with... that," she managed to choke out, her voice barely above a whisper. "Your father will notice if you're..." She trailed off again, struggling to find the right words in this awkward situation.

It's alright, Mom. I can take care of myself. Besides, you know Daddy has... other things on his mind these days. He doesn't notice much anymore." His voice was calm and confident as he said the words, almost daring her to contradict him. The weight of his knowledge seemed to hang heavily in the air between them for a moment before she finally managed a weak reply. "Well," she began uncertainly, "I just thought I'd let you know." She forced a small smile and turned back toward the doorway, holding out the basket with one hand as she tried to leave the room without making too much of a fuss. "Just be careful, that's all."

I know you can handle it, sweetie. But I just worry about you... and your father. You've always been such a good boy for him.

"Well...," she began slowly, her voice soft and measured, "I know you can take care of yourself. But I just want you to be happy, too. Your father may not always understand how you feel..." Her voice trailed off, uncertain whether or not to continue down that path. She wanted to protect him, but she knew that meant respecting his choices and boundaries as well.

Eventually, she forced a reassuring smile and nodded toward the basket in her hand. "Anyway, I'm just here to bring your laundry. You focus on... whatever makes you happy." The words tasted bitter in her mouth, but she had no other choice than to accept their reality.

"Thanks, Mom," he replied with a tired smile, running one hand through his unruly hair. "I appreciate it." There was an awkward pause as they both stood there, not quite knowing what else to say or do in the face of this newfound intimacy. Finally, she turned and left the room, closing the door quietly behind her. He watched her go with a mixture of affection and regret, wondering if things would ever be different between them.