Friend Mom Novels & Stories

"I need to hear you say it." Her gaze darted aside, refusing to meet mine, even with everything falling apart around us. The cold in my chest seeped deeper. All my life, Mom had treated Claire and me the same. She'd always been fair. Whatever Claire had, she made sure I had too. When she finally got me back from Dad after the divorce, Mom had even made up for every birthday she'd missed, buying me a gift for each year she hadn't been there. As a single mother, she'd carried this family on her back, doing the work of both parents on her own.

Mom looked at me with nothing but disappointment in her eyes. I remembered how she used to stand up for him fiercely in public whenever relatives made cruel remarks about him. At charity galas, the mere hint of an insult, labeling him a country bumpkin, was enough to make her spend exorbitant amounts of money just to stand by him and put an end to the ridicule. No matter how busy she was, she always came home on time because she never wanted him to wait an extra minute. I stared at her, unable to look away. When did Mom become this stranger?

I took a breath, and typed: [Mom, where did you get this photo? "Typing..." stayed on the screen for almost a full minute. Then finally: [A friend took it. Stop asking so many questions.] I kept going. [Which friend? When was it taken? Where?] This time, she answered immediately. [Why are you so focused on that? The point is he cheated! Stop nitpicking!] She was rattled. I let out a cold laugh and switched to voice message. "Mom, I feel like I'm falling apart... What am I supposed to do..."

The same relatives who'd been toasting Grandpa and fawning over Mom minutes earlier turned on them faster than anyone, tripping over themselves to point fingers and distance themselves from the family. A heavy thud cut through the chaos. Grandpa collapsed, clutching his chest, and fell to the floor. The ballroom descended into total pandemonium. Mom and Uncle Keith crumpled to the ground where they stood, completely limp. In the middle of it all, Mom spotted me. She crawled over on her hands and knees, sobbing and begging. "Sawyer... Sawyer, I was wrong. I know it now, I swear. "Talk to your father for me, please. We're family! You can't just stand there and watch your own mother go to priso

My heart clenched painfully) Me: I am so sorry mother. I love you. I realise my mistakes. I shouldnt have left you like this. And also thanks for the money you have beem transferring in my account. Mom: It is okay. I love you too. And you dont have to thank us. We are your parents. It is our duty to look after you, sweetheart. Me: I love you mom. I feel horrible. How is father? Mom: He is good sweetie. He is busy in work right now. I would tell him to text you.

It was one of her comfort potions whenever she had dysmenorrhea, or whenever she was stressed. "Mom, you do realize that I'm already a family man now, right?" Ira chuckled, yanking his mother's hand away from his face. "Please stop squeezing my cheek as if I'm still your five-year-old errand boy." "I know, I know," said Helena, tapping his jaw gently. "Nice to see you again, Miguel," his father greeted him, too. That was the latter's pet name for Ira. "Hey, dad. I'm sorry we came late for the family breakfast."

,mom looked interested in this information. "yes with her mate Jared",mom nodded but I could feel her disappointment she was fond of Laura from my younger years. "so she got another mate as well?",yes thank goodness Fury smirked. "yes thank goddess I could never let Kat go she is the sweetest person ever",my dad looked happy but mom remained still. She looked at Kat and I couldn't read her body language. "so you love Kat?",I looked at my mom a little upset. "with my entire heart and soul. Fury is obsessed with her and he will hurt whoever tries to hurt her",my mom looks shocked but I just smile. Dad looks at me then mom and glares at her.

I inched close to the portrait and I took it off it's normal position, I checked the back and checked the back of the portrait. I ran my finger against it as I brought out the picture and scanned it calmly. It contained my mom, dressed in a gown with a wide smile on her face and my dad, who pulled her close to him and stared back at her lovingly. Tears pricked my vision as I ran my gaze over it.

Mom looked happier than I had seen her in years. After the last round we all sat on the couch breathing heavy. Cum leaked from our pussies and asses. Mom pulled me close and kissed my forehead. “I am not mad” she said. “I am proud. You are becoming strong like me but in your own way. No more freezing your accounts. We can do this together now. Build our wealth and have fun.”

Mom sighed, unlocking her phone. Her eyes went all googly as she looked at her background picture. It was of her and dad from a hike in the fall. Admittedly, it’s a good picture, but now is not the time for her to get all lovey-dovey about her mate. “Focus, mom! You can get all weird about a picture of you and dad later.” I rolled my eyes. “No need to place that call.” Dad interrupted, taking the phone from mom’s hands as she looked for the Hanley’s home phone in her contacts.