Friends Mom Novels & Stories

Well, uhm, yeah, I have never shifted because my mom told me not to? “Oh, yeah, right! Anyway – I want you to know I am super proud of you. I am so glad to be your friend”. She catches me off guard with a quick side hug, right before we reach the bottom of the stairs. My father is watching TV like a sack of potatoes as we pass him and make our way to the dining room. His signature spot in the rare cases when he is actually home. “Have a seat girls!”. Mom smiles, and I can’t help but smile back. She has poor taste in men, but she is an amazing woman. I couldn’t have wished for a better mom.

“Why didn't you ever tell me? You didn't say anything about Otis either.” “I don't know why we never talked about him.” Dad and Mom exchanged glances. “Forget it. You've figured it out by now. There's nothing special about their friendship. Just like you and, uh, what's your friend's name?” “Jasmine.” I smiled remembering that kind-hearted woman. “That's right. Jasmine,” Dad uttered. “You must be exhausted.” Mom yawned widely, making Dad and I yawn along with her. We chuckled. “We'd better get some rest and continue the conversation tomorrow morning.”

Mom: A bottle of water. God bloody damnit. Pulling up my mother's contact I press call and wait a moment for it to all connect. "Hi, Mom. Can you-" "I'll put her on," she says with a happy sigh. I believe it's a happy sigh anyway. She's always had the patience of a saint and has always been a great Mom. A best friend to us all and everyone in the pack too.

My mom smiled as we pulled into the driveway. “Yeah…” I admitted thinking if I was going to be in trouble then I may as well be in trouble for the whole thing. “I helped catch him.” “The look on CC’s Face!” She howled with laughter, “It must have been priceless!” Mom had been friends with Callie’s mother since they were freshmen in high school. I had never heard her call her anything other than CC. My mom and Callie’s mother have a different kind of friendship than mine and Callie’s though. They always found a way to pick on each other. They acted very differently. It was hard to tell how they could be friends. My mom was carefree and loved joking around. Callie’s mom was… well, boring, and

Four years passed. ~"You might have a mom, she might be the bomb But ain't nobody got a mom like mine Her love's 'til the end, she's my best friend Ain't nobody got a mom like mine" ~ Dancing to the tune of "Mom" by Meghan Trainor, the children danced in simple steps to appreciate their mommies on Mother's Day. This was a gathering that Amara had organized for the mothers in their family and close friends.

“Mom” —-------

just like I was your father's mate, we were true faded mates just like you are with the quads, but I'm also faded mates with your Uncle Miles it's a blessing from the goddess Jade: wtf mom goddess what?

"Mom, sorry. Actually, yesterday, I hang out with my friend, came home late. Then felt tired and slept. I forgot to call you." "Oh, it's okay. I am glad that finally you are enjoying in California, and made some friends. But this friend of yours, is it a or she?" She inquired. "Mom, it's a he. He's my colleague." I replied. "Oh. How's he? Is he handsome? What does he do?" "Mom, yeah. He is handsome but nothing is going to happen. Because we are just friends." "Oh. But whatever you do darling, if the guy is good, we will support you. We are also getting old. You are our only child. We want to see our grandchildren soon."

I had no idea she knew. “Now I’ll answer your question, how many times can the same thing break your heart? As long as you love it.” After the painfully long breakfast and the deep conversation, my mom headed out to meet a few of her friends who insisted on meeting her as she was in town. I avoided Aaron who thankfully looked very distracted and deep in thought after having that chat with my mom. It’s funny, how my mom thinks Aaron is in love with me. Mothers are not always right.

Winter break seemed a mile away. Mom smiled. "Are you sure it's me you miss or is it Kara?" Mom joked a lot about my fuck buddies. I'm not sure why. I just stared, shaking my head and chuckling, knowing what was next and waiting out her jest. "Or Tara?" mommy chuckled. "Orrr maybe Desiree? Oh, no, wait, it's Shannon isn't it?" She laughed out a few more names of women from home she knew I slept with regularly. "Yeah, but I think I miss Tasha the most," I said, immediately regretting the fact I had listed my mother among my casual cum cronies. Just ignore that, mom, I prayed. She simply raised her eye brows as she sipped her wine.