My Moms Boyfriend Novels & Stories

Mom asked with a sweet smile, "what have you been doing? Do you have a boyfriend? Three months since I haven't heard from you, darling. Might as well as fill us in with the details, don't you think?" I cleared my throat before answering, "fine. I haven't been in contact for past three months because I've been busy. And no, I don't have a boyfriend." Dad let out a groan while mom pouted, "aw, that's too bad. Don't worry, we'll find you one!"

Mom suddenly appeared in the living room and said. "Who?" "I don't know. Said he's a pizza guy." "Oh." I narrowed my eyes at her."You have a boyfriend now? And he's a pizza guy?" I teased as a slow smile formed on my lips. "What?! A boyfriend? At my age? Hell, no. Dad would kill me for sure. And that's after he's killed the pizza guy. Grandma, can you please feed mom her food? I ordered pizza. Let me go get it from him." She said and handed mom the plate of food before turning to walk away.

Oh Mom, will I ever live this down, I complain inwardly. "I didn't know you were friends with Roman Masters" she continues "Well, we're not exactly friends" I attempt denying- nope not denying, but truthfully explaining because we weren't actually friends "Why not? He seems like a nice kid" Mom asks. Her question spurs me to out my worry over her sudden change in personality, "I thought you hated the Masters family, Mom" "Not the family, just the father. And I can't start off with my daughter's boyfriend on the wrong foot" she replies

He smiled warmly, and my mom’s face lit up. “Oh! Amber, this is Roberto,” she said, gesturing toward him. “My boyfriend.” Boyfriend? More like a man-friend. The last time we had a conversation about the man she was dating, his name definitely wasn’t Roberto. Or was it? It’s hard to keep up with Mom’s myriad of men. Roberto extended a hand toward me. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Amber. Your mom has told me so much about you.” “Uh, hi,” I mumbled, taking his hand briefly before pulling away.

Aurelia Nightbane gripped her phone tighter, staring at the screen as her mother's voice echoed in her ear. 'Mom, what do you mean your boyfriend will pick me up?' she asked, her voice laced with disbelief. The line crackled slightly, but Selene's tone was firm, unyielding as always.

Rule number one: never be a mother to a boyfriend, especially a fuck boy boy-friend. I know a girl that cleans, cooks and finances her boyfriend and he has already cheated on her twice. I mean, I had absolutely no clue how dumb one could be when it came to that four letter words that shall not be mentioned, but if I were her, I wouldn't even pick his socks from the ground but you did you. My mom said I only say this thing about people in relationships, because I've never really committed to one or experienced true fucking love.

She says excitedly. "That's amazing mom." I say with a smile. It's feels so good to see her so happy. "Yes really mom." Both Stephanie and Johnny nod agreeing. "So Stephanie how's Marcus?" My mom asks with a smile. "Marcus?" Both Johnny and I ask in unison. "You didn't know about her model boyfriend." Mom says turning to us. "He's not my boyfriend." Stephanie says rolling her eyes mom. "He's not? Last time we talked you were excited to be with him." Mom says with a frown.

I hear her long-time boyfriend, now husband, ask with a glass on his hand. "My baby, Camilla!" He approaches me and hugs me warmly. Of the hundreds of men my mom has dated since dad died, this one is the only one I've been able to like. Though I never quite caught his name. Yea, I'm that ignorant. But he is a really good man for my mom and atleast he's a bit older than her and I hear he works as a supervisor at a factory company. This is a serious man ready to settle. That's all I wanted for my mom. She deserves nothing less. He's also handsome. A bit handsome.

Her mom chuckled softly, "I told you to paint someone who makes you happy and I suppose he's the one." She frowned. She hadn't thought about it like that. She hadn't even thought about him when she had been painting but here he was on her canvas. She couldn't deny the fact that he made her happy also. She couldn't even bring herself to be mad at him. "I guess he does make me happy." Her mom frowned, "He's your boyfriend? How come I've never met him?" Her smile darkened into a frown, "He's not my boyfriend, mom."

A few hours later, I got a call from mom. "Hello, mom?" "Hey, honey? How are you feeling, dear?" Mom asked. I informed her about my suddenly appendectomy and everything. They knew that I was staying at my boyfriend's place. "Mom, I am doing a lot better. Hopefully, I will return tomorrow." I mentioned. "Okay, dear. I had news for you. But before that, tell me something. Your boyfriend, is he from the Shield family of California? The son of Shield Group?" Mom inquired.