I quickly looked away, feeling embarrassed. "No way, dude! I was just, uh, admiring the...decorations."
As I walked into the backyard, I couldn't help but notice Mrs. Johnson. She was...different. Her long, curly brown hair cascaded down her back, and her bright smile sparkled in the sunlight. She was wearing a fitted white tank top and a pair of distressed denim shorts, which seemed to accentuate her curves.
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?" my friends hot mom naughty extra quality
Mrs. Johnson just laughed and playfully swatted him on the arm. "Hey, I'm just trying to make sure everyone has a good time!"
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 quickly looked away, feeling embarrassed
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.
"Thanks, Mrs. J," I stammered.
Alex noticed the exchange and raised an eyebrow. "Mom, you're being a little too friendly, don't you think?" he teased.