Hot Mom And My Friend: My

Every teenage boy knows the feeling: your friend comes over, your mom walks into the room to say hi, and suddenly the air changes. Not because she tried to change it—she’s just being her usual self, asking about homework, offering snacks—but because your friend’s eyes linger a second too long. Or he makes a joke later. Or he starts finding reasons to come over more often.

That’s when I had to draw the line.

At first, I laughed along. That’s what guys do, right? “Your mom’s a MILF,” he said once, elbowing me. I shrugged it off. But then the comments got weirder. He’d ask what she was wearing before he came over. He’d linger in the kitchen when she was cooking. One time, he “accidentally” walked into her bedroom when he was looking for the bathroom. My Hot Mom And My Friend