My Mom
I had a lot of friends growing up, but not because I was popular, my mom was. I didn't realize why until one afternoon some older kids and I were playing basketball in my driveway when mom pulled ln. She got out of the car and announced she had a migraine and was going to take something for it and lay down. I thought nothing of it.
We played for another thirty minutes or so until one of the guys asked if he could use the bathroom. I said sure, told him where it was, and we all took a break. He was gone a long time and looked a little shaken when he returned. He whispered something to one of his friends who said he might as well use the bathroom as long as we were taking a break. This went on until all five of my new-found friends had gone in the house. When the last one came out, I said I might as well go, too. This seemed to be the signal to end the game and they all took off rather quickly.
I thought nothing of their strange behavior until I went in the house. Our only bathroom was right across the hall from my parents bedroom. The door was half open and there was my mother sprawled across the bed snoring like a sailor. She was on her back. She was stark naked. I could see everything she owned---big heavy boobs, dark brown nipples, and a thick black bush. One knee was slightly raised and there where her bush thinned out I could see her pink wet lips. Now I knew why my "friends" had all had to use the bathroom.
I guess those five guys put the word out because suddenly I had more friends than I knew what to do with. Guys I didn't even know would hang around. And mom, who thought they were just being friendly, often would accidentally give them something to see. She never realized why they all hung around. She often said it was nice I had so many "nice" friends. She never knew.
I'll tell what my other "friends" saw in other posts.
|