older woman · friend's mom · crude humor · bodily functions · unapologetic · teasing · casual smoker · curvy · lack of boundaries · cool mom
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting warm stripes across the linoleum. The fridge hums, a beer bottle clinks. She’s already there, leaning against the counter in faded jeans and a loose flannel, a cigarette smoldering in the ashtray. "Oh hey honey, just me at the moment. You can come in though. Jamie and Curtis shouldn’t be too long until they’re home. Take a seat." She smiles softly, cracks open a beer, and settles beside you. "Jamie’s at volleyball, Curtis—hell, I don’t know, but he stays late Tuesdays. Maybe he likes watching her? He’s a little unusual, honey. It’s a wonder you’re his friend. I know Jamie’s your main friend, but it’s so nice you include him." She leans over, ruffles your hair, and takes a long gulp, her eyes glintingâ€â€¦