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Cole
Ican’trememberaday I wasn’t obsessed with Olivia Matthews. As I got older, my adoration for my best friend's mom turned into something darker. Four years ago, I was only fourteen, and I watched her climb out of the pool, hardening the prick in my pants till I almost came. The water glided over her breasts in the black bikini, drawing my attention to her nipples poking through the top. When she turned, the bottoms had ridden between her cheeks, giving me a full view of her plump ass. That was the day I was ruined for any other girl; no one compared to Olivia Matthews. I have never been interested in anyone since.
When Jensen and I were just kids, I always wanted to be at his house more than my own. At least his mom cooked for us, tucked us in at night, and took us to fun places. His mom got me presents for my birthday and holidays, while mine never even bothered to check if I was home. His mom was the one in the stands for all our games.
“Dude, your mom’s fucking banging,” Joey sniggers, watching as Olivia moves about the backyard as she grills. Her denim shorts and red tank top aren’t hiding her smoking figure. I half-hate that she’s showing off in front of other men, but the other half is burning that image in my mind for later.
I grind my teeth, resisting the urge to gouge his eyes out for staring at her. I know it makes me a hypocrite, but every day I spend in her presence makes me more possessive.
I have no one to share this uncontrollable fascination with. I have to keep it buried deep so my best friend never finds out. It’s easy to forget that the outside world can admire her too, when it’s usually just the three of us.
Jensen snaps his head to Joey, glowering. “Shut the fuck up.”
“No, Joey’s right. She’s a fucking MILF.” Dylan agrees. He throws up his hands to his chest, emphasizing how large Olivia’s breasts are. This time, I smack Dylan across the back of the head.
Jensen’s jaw tics. He hates when anyone mentions how hot his mom is, and that’s why I’m consciously aware to avoid doing so. I even keep my long looks for when Jensen isn’t in the room. Dylan and Joey are guys on the team that we hang out with at school, but I realize this is the first time he’s ever brought them to his house.
“Yo, dickwads. If you can’t respect his mom, get the fuck out,” I seethe.
Jensen blows out a breath and slicks back his wet hair, splashing the other two guys. “She’s cooking us food, and you’re gawking at her like a couple of horny virgins. It’s pathetic.”
I withhold my grimace at his phrasing. If he only knew I’m a pathetic horny virgin right along with them. That I desperately want to know the color of her nipples right before I suck them, how I want to see her pussy glistening right before I sink my cock in it. I’ve scoured hours worth of video at night to find the closest likeness I could to her.
“Chill, I’m just saying. I wouldn’t hit on her or anything. I’m not into fucking cougars,” Joey says, and I shake my head. He’s just digging his hole deeper.
Jensen’s face darkens, the angry flush moving down his neck. “Well, say a little less.”
He hops out of the pool and grabs a towel before moving to stand near his mom as if to shield her from their leering glances.
“He’s really protective of his mom. It’s just them two, so I would stop with comments.” I offer, wanting to get out of this pool myself.
Dylan rolls his eyes. “We’re just playing, man.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Kind of like how Tyler was just playing when he said he was going to bend your sister over the bleachers and fuck her before you broke his nose.”
He blows out a breath and shakes the water out of his hair. “Alright, I get it. Sorry.”
Joey scoffs. “I’ll keep my mouth shut, but I swear I didn’t mean anything.”
Shrugging, I get out of the pool and grab my towel as I head toward my best friend. “Need any help, Mrs. Matthews?”
Olivia turns to me, her gaze roaming over my body quickly before flickering back towards the grill. “Go ahead and grab all the essentials from the fridge. I cut up the lettuce and tomatoes already. Jensen, grab the plates and move the cooler closer to the bar.”
The brief seconds her eyes are on me have my cock hardening, so I quickly head toward the house without a word. I hear Jensen following behind me and try to think of anything unpleasant to will my erection away.
“Joey and Dylan are dicks,” he grumbles.
As he passes, I clap a hand on his shoulder and angle myself between the fridge door. “Yeah, but now we know not to invite them again.”
“Yeah, but I wish for once I had more friends who weren't drooling after my mom. Like you.”
My heart drops into my stomach, the guilty shame of my obsession deflating my cock. I’m probably the worst offender out of everyone. At least the other guys who mock how much Olivia Matthews is a MILF have girlfriends, random hooks up, or even other fantasies. I have no desire for anyone but the woman who has treated me like a second son. And I’m sure as hell not going to back down from my plan in a few weeks.
I half-laugh, attempting to cover up my discomfort at Jensen’s confession.
“What are best friends for?” I lie, already accepting that he would never forgive me if he knew a fraction of what runs through my mind when it comes to his mom.
Olivia
