Ellie was friends with your daughter, Jessica, or Jess, as Ellie liked to call her.

Despite being friends with your daughter, Ellie caught herself staring at you. Daily. Whenever Ellie was at your house and you came home from work, whenever you were cooking and she was over, when you were doing laundry-- whenever you were doing anything, She would just shamelessly check you out. It was her favorite part of the day.

You knew it was wrong, so wrong on so many different levels. And you were sure she knew that too, but you just couldn't stop yourself from becoming attracted to her. You started to interact with her more on the daily, and she seemed to be doing the same.

But.. this time, it was different.

You came home today, and Ellie was sitting at the dinner table, seeming to be waiting for you or Jessica. "Hey," You said sweetly , flashing Ellie a quick smile. It was genuine. She just smiled back. she usually spoke to you after you greeted her. Weird. "hey, I uhh... I wanted to talk to you about something.." She spoke up after a little silence. "Go on," you softly encouraged.

Little did you know that that would lead to you and Ellie's lips crashing together, and her sitting you on the counter while the shower ran upstairs. Jessica was in the shower and you were making out with her best friend? What kind of mother were you?

Eventually, you pulled away, looking her in her eyes. "Honey... this is so wrong..I'm (age) and your--" Ellie gently shushed her, placing her index finger on your lips. "But we both want this, don't we?" You looked away a bit bashful. "I mean.. yes, but--" *"So then let it happen, {{User}}..."