My Best Friends Mom

As soon as Mike gets home, he can't resist texting Sara immediately with a silly grin on his face as he flops back onto his bed. His body feels light, like he's floating above everything weighing him down.

'Hey beautiful! Can't wipe this grin off my face!'

Moments later, she responds.

'Well hello my handsome man! I think my smile must be mirroring yours. You home safe and sound?'

'Just got home and couldn't wait to text you. Miss you already. Wish I could stay and sleep next to you.'

'Oh baby, me too. That sounds so nice. Too bad Steve would notice.'

'Yeah, as focused as he is on his games, even he would question that.'

'Hard to explain his best friend in bed with his mom! I feel so naughty typing that. LOL!'

'I love it when naughty Sara comes out. Might have to drive back over right now.'

'Mmmm...you know how to get my blood flowing my boy.'

'Haha...you've got me pretty smitten my girl. Got a question for ya though?'

'Fire away my young and sexy man!'

'Love that you call me that, my beautiful and sexy girl! So....I want to take you out on a real date...like an actual date night thing. That okay with you?'

Sara feels her heart flutter as she gets a warm feeling in her chest while lying in her bed. The thought of Mike taking her out on a romantic date sounds so wonderful and scary at the same time. She doesn't know what to say and just sits there in a frozen state trying to wrap her head around the idea.

Meanwhile...Mike is feeling nervous as she hasn't responded and wonders if he misread the situation and maybe she is only interested in his body. Feeling a little crestfallen he quickly types out...'Sorry if that's a stupid idea. If you don't want to go out with me I understand.'

'Not at all baby....I love the idea of going out with you. Love it so so much. I'm just not sure how we go about that and not have word get back to Steve or your parents.'

With his confidence restored, Mike grins and responds. 'That's a problem for me to figure out. How about this coming Saturday night? You free?'

She laughs, sensing the confident enthusiasm from his text. 'Yes honey, I'm free...just nervous about how we can pull this off. I mean, what do I tell Steve?'

'The truth...or mostly the truth. Tell him you have a date and don't wait up! I'll take care of the rest. Have some faith in your man!'

'Is that what you are....my man?'

Mike's heart beats faster as this is treading close to uncharted territory for him. He has strong feelings for her...but still doesn't really know what this thing is...only that he loves how it makes him feel. 'If you will let me be.'

A soft giggle fills her bedroom as she reads his cute words. She still can't believe this is happening and has to fight the panicked feeling of responsibility and expectation with her feelings of love and desire. 'Oh Mike honey...I'm all yours baby...if you'll have me?'

'Sara my girl, I don't want anyone but you!'

They text back and forth for almost an hour before saying goodnight and heading to bed. Over the next few days, they both message each other daily, growing and establishing their relationship more and more as they bond and get to know each other more and more.

Steve noticed a difference in his Mom, she seemed more happy and in a good mood all the time. Anytime he asked her about it she brushed him off and told him he's imagining things and that she's the same as always.

Wednesday evening after soccer practice winds down, Mike finally has an idea about the date that he thinks will work out. Sitting on the bench in the locker room, he takes a shirtless selfie wearing only his soccer shorts.

His hair is messy and he's grinning widely at the camera while his fit muscled chest looks shiny from his sweat. He sends off the pic to Sara and adds, 'Hey babe...excited for our date Saturday!'

Sara is cooking pasta on the stove while Steve is upstairs on his computer when her phone buzzes. Without even realizing it, she's already hoping it's Mike as she's gotten used to the attention he's been giving her.

A big smile appears on her face as she sees his name light up on her phone. Her wavy brown hair is pulled up in a messy bun and she wipes her hands on a kitchen towel that she tosses over her shoulder before unlocking her phone.

Her cheeks flush and smirks as her eyes soak in the image of shirtless Mike and his sweaty muscles on her screen. Her slender fingers absently touch her neck and upper chest as she studies his handsome fit body.

The familiar excited flutter in her tummy brings a soft giggle to her lips. She finally tears her eyes away from his delicious abs and reads his message. With a coy smile, she rolls down the edge of her black leggings and adjusts the straps of her white panties so they rise above her leggings and across her round hips.

A tug on her blue top and she exposes one breast in her white lace bra. Propping up her phone, she strikes a pose, biting her lower lip and smiling at her phone. She hopes Steve is too busy with his game to come down early for dinner. The excitement of getting caught adding a fun element to her pic. After a few attempts, she selects the best one and sends it back to Mike with her message.

'What do you think? Does this pic show how excited I am baby?' She feels so naughty and excited as she sends off the message, hoping he will like it.

Pulling on his hoodie, Mike hears his phone buzz as he zips up his Adidas bag and throws it over his shoulder on his way out to his jeep. He stops dead when Sara's pic comes through, feeling himself getting hard as he studies her casual sexy pic.

'Damn Sara...you look so welcoming and sexy right now...can I come over and play?'

She laughs at his message as she stirs the pasta and pulls some burrata out of the fridge. 'I wish my naughty boy! Too bad Steve is here and never leaves the house unless it's with you.'

Sara is surprised a bit by the mild frustration she feels towards her son, she's never felt that way before.

Sitting in his jeep, Mike adjusts his shorts so the outline of his hard cock is easily visible. Snapping a pic he sends it off to Sara. 'Then I guess this will have to wait until Sat.'

Dumping the pasta into the colander, she gasps as she sees the pic Mike sent. A warm tingling sensation spreads between her thighs and tummy. 'Looks more delicious than what I'm making for dinner! So...about Sat....how's this going to work exactly?'

'Easy, tell Steve you have a date, then drive and meet me at the same spot in the grocery parking lot. I'll drive us to this beachfront restaurant that's about an hour north. Nobody we know will be there.'

Her heart flutters a bit at the risky nature of it all, but she can't resist the pull she feels for him and the excitement about going out on a real date with him. 'Okay honey, I'm so excited to see you and kiss that handsome face of yours!'

'Me too Sara, my girl. So looking forward to spending uninterrupted time with you.'

The next few days pass painfully slowly for them both. Thursday evening, Sara tries on a few different outfits and takes some pics of each one from a few angles. She wants everything to be perfect for their first date.

Mike has been distracted all week, causing Steve to call him out about it on the way home from school Friday afternoon. "Hey Bro...like what's up with you lately?" Steve asks Mike as they head out to the jeep to drive home after school.

"Huh? Nothing man." Mike responds, quickly looking away to hide the worry in his eyes. Mike knows he needs to talk to Steve about Sara...but how do you tell your best friend that you are fucking his mom? They don't make a card for that do they?

"That! That right there." Steve calls out, grabbing Mike by the shoulder and stopping them both. "All week you are physically here but mentally, you are checked out man. What's going on?"

Mike sighs and adjusts his backpack a bit. He decides a version of the truth is the best way to go. "Well...I kinda...met someone." He says in a soft voice.

Steve laughs and playfully punches his shoulder. "Nice bro...so tell me...what's his name?"

Mike rolls his eyes and laughs, "You can be such a dork, you know that right?"

"Okay okay, for real though...I haven't seen you hanging with any girls at school...so who is this mystery girl of yours?"

Mike wraps an arm around Steve as they continue to walk out to his jeep, and to stall for a little time as his mind races about how to tell Steve about the new 'girl' in his life. "Well Steve my man, she's super nice, beautiful, kind, and a bit older than me.

That's why you haven't seen me with her and stuff."

"Dude? You baggn a college girl now? What...high school girls too low brow for ya?" Steve laughs and teases Mike as they climb up into the blue Jeep.

"I don't know man, there is just something about the way she makes me feel....like I really matter or something. Anyways, I'm planning another date with her this weekend. Maybe we can hang out afterwards or something?"

"Sure thing man, I'll let my mom know. Tonight or Saturday? I've got a raid Saturday afternoon until about 8pm."

"Saturday, probably won't be done until after 9pm anyways." The two boys chat a little longer until Mike drops off Steve at his house. He's tempted to find an excuse to come inside and wait for Sara to get home from her work...but decides it's better to keep things routine for now.

With only an hour until his practice starts, Mike heads home to grab a snack and get his soccer bag. While sitting alone at his kitchen table he marvels at how empty and lonely this place feels compared to when he's at Sara's.

A notification pops up on his phone, and he grins when he sees it's from Sara.

In the downtown high-rise law office where Sara works as a paralegal, she finally puts the finishing touches on a legal brief about emanate domain for federal highways for an upcoming legal case.

The work week has been taxing for her and the only thing keeping her from screaming in frustration is the excitement she feels thinking about her date with Mike on Saturday. After dropping off the files with the partners secretary, Sara heads off to her small cubicle for some much needed veg time.

After scrolling IG for a bit, she gets a flirty smirk on her face as she pulls up her camera reel and selects a few pictures to send off to Mike. A flutter of excitement shoots through her as she chooses the pics and sends off the text.

'Hey baby! Happy Friday. I'm not sure what I want to wear tomorrow night...so maybe you can help a girl out?'

She sends him three pics in total. The first one shows her in a tight pair of faded jeans with a low cut red blouse with 3/4 length sleeves and silver buttons up the front.

The second one has her in a more elegant fitted black dress that falls past her knees but with a side slit halfway up her thigh. The dress is sleeveless and has a cutout showing off her cleavage nicely.

The final pic shows her in a short tan striped skirt and red sweater that hugs her round breasts wonderfully.

Mike's grin only grows as he drinks in the sight of Sara all dressed up for him. He can't believe his luck, she is such a sexy and beautiful woman. He can feel his thick cock stiffening as he tries and fails to choose which outfit he likes best.

'Damn Sara, you sure know how to brighten a guy's day!'

'Oh? You liked them then?'

'You bet I do baby. There is only one problem though...'

'What problem? Do you need more choices? Didn't like those ones?'

'LOL, not at all Sara, the problem is that you look so amazing and sexy in all three. I can't choose between three favorites!!'

Sara laughs and covers her mouth with one hand. A warm pleasant feeling flows through her as she welcomes this attention from her young lover.

'Awww...now I know you are just teasing this old lady over here!'

Mike almost spits out his food as he laughs. 'I don't see any old lady...just my sexy and beautiful girl that I can't wait to hold in my arms again.'

Sara smiles at his sweet words. 'So no preference at all?'

After looking over the pics one more time, he decides he needs to choose one or she might think he doesn't like any of them. 'Well. They are all great. If you are forcing me to choose, I would say that either the black dress or the tan skirt and red sweater fit the vibe more. Both are fire though....so surprise me tomorrow night!'

'Oh boy...am I going to surprise you tomorrow night for sure!'

He laughs again, 'Now you've got me turned on and curious...don't think I can wait for tomorrow.'

'The wait will be worth it baby...see you tomorrow. Kisses!'

'Be dreaming about you! Kisses back!'

As Saturday afternoon rolls around, Sara is cleaning the living room while Steve finishes washing the dishes. "Hey Mom!?" Steve calls out from the kitchen. "I've got a raid going on tonight so I'll be busy for a bit this evening."

"Okay honey, not hanging out with Mike this afternoon at all?" She knows he's not since they have a date, but she wants to be sure and keep their secret.

"Naw, he's got a date or something tonight. I'll see him later though."

Curious as to what Steve knows, Sara can't help but probe her son for information. "A date huh? Mike got a girlfriend or something now? Haven't heard him mention anyone." A small part of her still worries that a young handsome and popular guy like Mike will get tired of her quickly.

Steve makes his way into the living room and plops down on the sofa, absentmindedly scrolling on his phone while he chats. "Umm, I'm not sure if they are like...official or anything. But he does seem more distracted lately and stuff. He must really like this girl."

Sara can't hide her smile, a warm comforting feeling settling in her chest. "Oh really? What did he say about this girl?" She tries to keep her voice casual even as her attention is completely fixed on her son's words.

"Oh, ummm, something about how she's kind, beautiful, and a little older than him. He didn't say much but he seems pretty smitten with her. I've seen how he is with past girlfriends...this seems different."

With a pleased smile, Sara finishes tidying up the living room. "Well honey, I'm heading out tonight for a bit as well. Your mom has herself a date tonight, but it's just dinner and talking, so I should be home early."

"What?!?" Steve finally looks up from his phone. "You too? Mom....what's going on? You seeing someone?" There is alarm and worry in Steve's voice as he looks up expectantly towards his Mom.

Sara looks at her son, feeling guilty for hiding things but also knowing that the truth would probably crush him. "Oh honey, nothing to be alarmed about. Just a little dinner and talking, getting to know him a bit more."

"Yeah sure...but like...who is this guy? How did you meet? What if he's some creepy dude?"

Her laugh fills the room, but she moves to sit down next to Steve and wrap an arm around his shoulder. "Awww, thanks for being worried about me honey. We met naturally, just kinda happened actually. He's very nice, I know you two would get along."

Steve looks up at his mom, catching the real happiness in her eyes. He swallows his next words as he realizes that she's happy and that's all that really matters. "Okay Mom, as long as you are safe and happy. That's all that matters to me." He gives her a pat on her thigh before getting up and heading to his room.

She takes a deep breath, then heads up to her own room, a grin on her face as she goes about the routine of getting ready for her date.

Feeling a little extra flirty and fun, she slips on red lace panties and bra. After dabbing some perfume on her neck and wrists, she runs her hands over her body, paying special attention to how her fingers feel over breasts.

Her soft fingers glide over her round breasts, teasing her nipples a bit, before sliding over her hips and thighs and down between her legs. 'God Sara, this boy has you all worked up.' She mutters to herself.

She pulls on the short fitted tan striped skirt and red soft sweater. After getting her wavy hair just right, she walks into her closet to select a pair of cowboy boots with stitched scrollwork showing flowers and hearts on the sides.

Walking by Steve's room, she tells him bye and quickly heads out to her car to drive over to the corner parking spot of the mostly empty grocery lot. She knows she's a little early, but she can't help how excited she feels about spending time with Mike again.

A soft laugh fills the air as she sees his jeep already there waiting for her.

A few hours earlier, Mike comes home from a run and enters the kitchen, grabbing some chocolate milk and slicing up a banana with peanut butter. His mood is light and happy as his mind drifts to spending hours alone with Sara tonight.

"What the fuck!" His fathers voice shatters his good mood instantly, causing Mike to tighten his fist on the butter knife in his hand. "Don't tell me that's the crap you're going to eat post workout?"

Mike hangs his head, knowing that when his dad gets like this, the best thing to do is agree and get out as soon as possible.

"No wonder you are missing shots and getting beat on the field so easily. You gotta get some lean protein and recovery powder shit. Goddamn you can be so stupid."

Not making eye contact, Mike simply mumbles and nods along as his dad proceeds to belittle him repeatedly and talk about every wrong thing he does and how it should be done.

Thankfully, his father gets a call from work and the tirade comes to an end. Grabbing his snack, Mike stomps up the stairs and down the hallway to his room. Peeling off his running shirt he sits at his desk in only his running shoes and shorts.

'Fuck but I can't wait to get out from this house and away from him.' He mutters as he chomps down on his snack. Thinking about college usually helps him forget about his dad and puts him in a good mood, but not today.

Today, all he can think about is what that might mean for him and Sara. Would she be cool with dating a guy who is living far away? How will he ever get to spend time with her? With the ignorance of youth in control, he pushes those thoughts aside and focuses on the date instead.

Kicking off his shoes, he stands up and strips off his shorts before heading to the shower. He pauses in the bathroom with the shower door open. 'Fuck...I need to make sure I have a clear head tonight. I need to be on point for Sara.'

Pulling up his phone, he opens his messages to the pics Sara sent him, thinking about how he would hold her, kiss her, touch her, make love to her in each and every one of those outfits. As his thick cock grows, he starts to stroke himself, imagining fucking this gorgeous amazing woman.

Not too much longer, he cums with a deep grunt, letting his load out with a grin on his face. Feeling light and clear headed, he hops into the shower and washes the day off him. After shaving and putting on his cologne, he selects a nice outfit to match her.

He pulls on some tan pants over his tight lycra blue underwear. Tucking in a white tight fitted shirt, he finishes off his look with a blue sport coat. A quick check of his hair, and he practically bounces out of the house and into his jeep.

Turning on some music, he settles in to wait as Lord Huron comes over the speakers. Mike glances into the rearview mirror to check his hair, feeling a nervous excitement about spending this evening with Sara.

A few minutes later, he grins as he sees her car pull up next to his own. His jaw drops when she slips out and quickly hops into his jeep. Her wavy brown hair bounces as she pops into the passenger seat. Her perfume smells of vanilla and spice in an alluring way.

Mike can't help but notice how her round perfect breasts are snuggled perfectly in her tight red sweater. He especially loves how that skirt hugs her plump ass and shows off her sexy fit legs. As soon as she's seated, he leans in for a soft tender kiss.