Alex noticed the exchange and raised an eyebrow. "Mom, you're being a little too friendly, don't you think?" he teased.
As the afternoon drew to a close, I couldn't help but feel a little...confused. Mrs. Johnson was definitely being flirtatious, but was she just being friendly, or was there something more to it?
I nodded in agreement, still trying to process the events of the afternoon. One thing was for sure: I would never look at Mrs. Johnson – or barbecues – the same way again. my friends hot mom naughty extra quality
As she handed me a cookie, our fingers touched, and I felt a jolt of electricity. I looked up to see Mrs. Johnson's eyes sparkling with mischief.
Mrs. Johnson overheard our conversation and playfully rolled her eyes. "Oh, I think I can handle a little admiration," she said with a wink. Alex noticed the exchange and raised an eyebrow
As I left the barbecue, Alex leaned in and whispered, "Dude, my mom can be a little...extra sometimes. But hey, she's still my mom, right?"
"Thanks, Mrs. J," I stammered.
I quickly looked away, feeling embarrassed. "No way, dude! I was just, uh, admiring the...decorations."