Alexa looked down, fixing her breasts. They weren't the largest ever, but she thought they were decent. Plus, with a fat ass like hers she was great in bed, but that didn't stop her from worrying.
"Easy Alex, easy girl." She sighed to herself. "Don't let Becky worry you, this day will go fine." She reassured herself.
"In fact..." She continued, unaware that she was about to alter reality once more.
But then her thoughts shifted. She remembered how they were different ages. They were both seniors, but she was older than him. Since Steve had a late birthday, he was 17, while she was already 18. It was a little thing, but it still helped make Alexa feel isolated from him. Did Steve think about this?
"... oh who am I kidding." She muttered, feeling defeated again. "I love Steve, but I'm so much older than him." She sighed.
A quick wave of dizziness hit her once more. Alexa held her head, wondering why she kept feeling that way? She shook her head, feeling better once more.
"Ugh, damn menopause." Alexa muttered, fixing her jeans before continuing to drive as the light turned green.
Alexa was a 51 year old woman driving towards her youngest son's football practice. Marco was a senior in high school, and although Alexa was glad to have the 3rd and final child leave the nest, it also made her a little sad. After he left, it would just be her and her useless husband Ronnie.
"That fat, lazy bum." Alexa thought grumpily. She had long lost feelings for the man, which was part of the reason she was driving to Marco's practice today.
She didn't admit it to anyone, but she was in love. Marco's best friend Steve made her heart flutter every time she saw him. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help herself. His body, his cute face, his tight ass, it made her go crazy.
"Ugh, it's always me and white boys." She thought to herself, chuckling a little.
She hit another traffic light, then checked herself in the mirror. She wanted to look attractive, like a MILF which any boy would love to fuck. She checked her dark curly hair, making sure she had gotten every white hair. She fixed her blouse to reveal as much cleavage as possible, and shifted her ass to make sure her best feature was primed for glaring at.
The light turned green and she drove off, arriving soon after at the field. She got out of the car, trying her best to keep calm.
"Just don't make it obvious. You're just here to support Marco, that's all. Nobody will notice a thing." She thought to herself, but her calm thoughts were soon interrupted by her worst fear.
"Oh, hey Mrs. Davis." Steve greeted as the two happened to cross paths.
"Ohymygodohmygod." She thought, trying not to look flustered.
"Hi honey, it's so good to see you!" She greeted, giving Steve a big hug.
Steve just thought it was Mrs. Davis being friendly, meanwhile Mrs. Davis was desperately wanting to continue to hold her love close.
"So..." Steve said, moving back somewhat. "How have you been?" He asked.
"Me? Oh, great! Everything's been going well for us!" Alexa laughed, blushing. She was also eyeing around, hoping none of the other mothers were around as she didn't want them to notice her behavior.
"In fact..." Alexa added, still unaware of the gravity of her words.