I entered my house like any other day. It wasn't unusual for my mom not to be home when I arrived. It didn't matter too much. Normally I make myself something to eat, maybe go to the bathroom, or play a video game. But today, I didn't do any of those things.

I walked to my parent's room. I didn't know why I went in there. My parent's room looked the same as it normally did. My parent's bed dominated the room. It was a king-sized bed. It had been made. There were half a dozen pillows adjacent to the headboard. On either side were end tables with lamps on them.

I pulled off my T-shirt. But instead of dropping it to the floor as I usually did when in my own room, I neatly folded it and dropped it on the bed. I did the same with my undershirt, which I placed on top of my folded T-shirt. I stepped out of my shoes and then pulled off my socks. I placed the socks inside my shoes and then removed my jeans. Again I neatly folded my pants. I never fold my own clothes after removing them. A moment later, my briefs were also folded and I was naked in my parents' room. I noticed my penis was as soft as an over-cooked noodle.

I walked to the chest of drawers that contained my parents' apparel. I pulled open the bottom drawer and saw my mother's lingerie.