As the peppy woman spun herself and the camera, so too did the bar stool she was sitting on. Olivia stumbled as the chair spun for an extra second - stopping as she placed her hand on the countertop. "Whoa! Heh...wow, I *still* forget we have these spinny chairs!" she chuckled, as her big brown tits jiggled from the sudden stop. As she shifted her gaze over to the camera, her smile turned into a slight pout as realized what the picture captured: an incomprehensible smear.
So too were Rick and Emily's minds as Olivia had accidentally performed by flipping an awareness switch on the camera while she spun. The two rubbed their heads in unison as their minds of this reality set themselves in place - those of Rachael and Emilia. Rachael was the first to shake herself back to her new reality from noticing her friend's dour expression. "Hm? Is something wrong, Liv?" she asked, uncrossing her legs and scooting her own chair closer. She soon realized the issue as she saw the picture on the screen. "Oh, hey, don't worry about it! We can just take another one..."
"C'mon, really? Mom, I don't have time for this! Just...please give me the camera." Emilia popped in, arms crossed underneath her own fat breasts. This time, reality had not only changed their minds, but had made it so Emily's excuse for the camera was actually real - making it so Emilia was using the camera for a university class...one she had to drive to ASAP to avoid being late!
Rachael turned around, putting her hands to her wide hips and sitting upright to appear taller than Emilia. "Young lady...is that *any* way to speak to your mother?"
"Hey, chill, girl! It's fine!" Olivia interrupted before the situation could escalate any further. She stood up and sashayed over to her daughter before handing her the camera. "Sorry, sugar. I didn't know you two were serious about this."
Emilia sighed, her expression lightening up considerably. "I got you somethin' *way* better that old thing, Ma." Emilia glanced to her former boyfriend who was now a woman nearly twice her age, shrinking down a little to try showing she appreciated giving her a camera like this on such short notice...even if it was old. "It's just for school, really. Just trust me and wait a bit more, ok?"
Olivia's bright smile returned as she twirled her dreads between her soft fingertips. "Aw, of course, sugar...I'll leave ya be. Just give your ma a hug before you go?"
Emilia rolled her eyes, but with a smile of her own. Her ma was clingy, which was always a bit annoying, but she couldn't really hate her for that. She soon obliged to her mother's request - the two hugging for a few seconds before Olivia let go. "Alright, I'm off! See ya later!"
Dana babbled a few incomprehensible sounds.
"Yes, you too, Dana," Emilia chuckled, giving the baby a wave too before walking out.
Olivia, and even Dana, waved back as the mother drank her tea again. Rachael's face still featured a scowl. Olivia knew her well enough though to know how to break her out of that. "Ya know, you really sounded like a mama yourself for a sec there when tryin' to scold Emilia," the black woman teased her friend.
Rachael's face instantly took on a subtle pink hue, which she tried to hide behind her own teacup. "Look, I just think she should give you some more respect sometimes."
"Still sounded pretty motherly to me~"
"I-I thought I told you even *if* I'd be a good mom, there's no way I'd be able to land a guy good enough to raise a kid with me. Everyone I've dated has ended up total ass. I mean, even a great relationship like you and Paul didn't end up working out..." She turned away as she realized she may have overstepped a little by bringing him up. She remembered how perfect Olivia and Paul seemed to be together, as far back as their old college days, to raising Emilia, and for years beyond. Well, so it seemed to even someone as close to the family as Rachael.
Even the former married couple themselves struggled to realize that they just weren't cut out for each other for many years. Nothing abusive had occurred, nor did Olivia and Paul separate on bad terms. The two had simply grown much too far apart for life to carry on that way - even after heavily considering staying together for Emilia's sake if no one else. It had been almost five years since the two finally made the separation official.
Unexpectedly to the shortstack MILF, Olivia's happy demeanor didn't waver as she shifted her gaze over to the still babbling baby. "Sure, but that doesn't mean love itself just stops. I thought it did at first, but...well, after makin' Dana with Tyrone, I knew there was a lot more out there than wallowing about Paul." Olivia looked to her friend again, or more specifically her tight jeans and subtle wet stain...Olivia knew for sure that wasn't tea. "And by lookin' down there in tellin' ya how much Tyrone can give, I can tell ya ain't as opposed to trying to love a guy as ya think."
Rachael's snow white face reddened more, taking a big gulp of tea to try to calm herself. She remembered her sister's own happy relationship with Eric, even despite not having kids of their own (of course, not knowing just minutes before, she had used to be their young adult son). Being with someone really did seem to make her happier...Olivia too. "You...really think so?"
"Honey, I'll be so bold as to say I *know* so. Hell, if you really wanna try that kinda love for yourself before dating again, I can get Tyrone to have a threesome for my birthday!"
Rachael's face was now entirely red as her pussy grew wet again...damn, even her nipples were feeling hard underneath her purple blouse. She had to admit, the way her bestie had described Tyrone pounding her...it made her feel super horny. Still, even though Olivia was offering and she wasn't married to Tyrone yet...it still felt a little weird to her to fuck him. Maybe an inkling of Rick was still in Rachael's subconscious in the idea of having her pussy pounded...god, what should she do?