A different take on a thread that has already started, with a different writer. This one is closed, as I already have the player I need to take on the role of Danny's mom...
Danny was fixing dinner, for once not for Jenny and himself, as she was working late and would not be there that night. No, this was the first dinner he was making for his mother, who was coming to live with him. He was the only one in the area who seemed willing to help one side or the other in the coming divorce between his mother and father, but he simply would not allow her to be without a place to sleep. Why his father had strayed from her, he had no idea; she had always been an attractive woman, enough that his friends in high school had given him all kinds of shit about what they'd wanted to do with her.
It was going to be slightly uncomfortable, even if his place did have a second bedroom. The spare room was right next door to his, and as loud as Jenny could be when they were having sex, he knew his mother would hear them. Also, he had no doubts that his friends would be hitting on his mom when they came over to visit; college boys were much more forward than high school ones, after all.
Danny was fixing dinner, for once not for Jenny and himself, as she was working late and would not be there that night. No, this was the first dinner he was making for his mother, who was coming to live with him. He was the only one in the area who seemed willing to help one side or the other in the coming divorce between his mother and father, but he simply would not allow her to be without a place to sleep. Why his father had strayed from her, he had no idea; she had always been an attractive woman, enough that his friends in high school had given him all kinds of shit about what they'd wanted to do with her.
It was going to be slightly uncomfortable, even if his place did have a second bedroom. The spare room was right next door to his, and as loud as Jenny could be when they were having sex, he knew his mother would hear them. Also, he had no doubts that his friends would be hitting on his mom when they came over to visit; college boys were much more forward than high school ones, after all.