Recent Post: TEENY BOPPER CLUB TEENYBOPPERCLUB had been hard since Tory left the office and could not wait to get to her place. I drove as fast as I could.
I knocked on the door and was stunned with who answered the door.
"You must be Mike," the strange lady said.
To call her strange, just meant I did not her. However, she was a very attractive older woman. She had on a red blouse that she had left unbuttoned to well below her chest, revealing a good amount of the black bra she wore over a rather large pair of tits. The blouse ended just an inch below where a short, tight black mini-skirt started, which was probably inappropriate for a woman in her early forties, but she had long, skinny beautiful legs that made the skirt perfect for her body.
"Uhhh...yeah...Is Tory home," I stuttered out my questioned.
"No, she called me and said she was running late, but come on in," she said. "I'm Nicole, Tory's mom."
"You're her mom," I asked incredulously. "You don't look old enough to have a daughter Tory's age, but I see now where she gets her drop-dead beauty."
When I said that I immediately realized I was flirting (no, hitting on) my...(I don't really know how to categorize the relationship with Tory)...fuck friend's mom.
