Her hair was in curls and swept up showing the still red tint in the back. She had on barely any makeup showing her beautiful face and you already know about the body hugging dress.

The outfit ends with a pair of strappy heels that just stopped in front of me and I think I’m supposed to speak or introduce her to my mother but I’m a little distracted right now.

I hear laughing as Ashley tilts my head back straightforward and she pulls me into a hug. "It’s not polite to stare Spence." I bring my arms around her and inhale her scent. "Gawd, I’ve missed you hun."

We pull away still smiling at one another and I remember that I’m not alone. "Oh darn, where are my manners? Ashley this is my mom, Paula, mom this is Ashley." The exchange pleasantries and I guess we agreed to get her things to the car because they’re walking away.

I am perfectly fine hanging back and staring at Ashley’s fine a- "Spencer. Come on slow poke!" I get closer and bump hips with Ash and she pulls me to her whispering, "I know you were looking at my ass bitch." Then she takes my hand and moves it to her bum and gives it a squeeze before letting go of me and chatting up my mother.

I look around trying to see if anyone else just witnessed that and when I see no one else I just shake my head and climb into the parked car waiting for us and listen to their conversation about how they detest flying American Airlines.

Women, you gotta love them!

After embarrassing me, giving Ashley a tour de Spencer, as I would call it my mom finally drove us back home. I helped her drag in her swag (yeah I know but she thinks she’s a cool mom) we purchased today and put an extra sway in my hips on my way back outside when I see Ashley look up from the car.

"So that’s your mom?"

"Yup"

"She’s sweet." I scoff. She just hasn’t met the other version of Paula yet. "At least I know when you get old you’ll still be hot"

"Ewww did you just insinuate that my mother, the woman who gave me life, is dare I say it HOT?"