Saw My Best Friend’s Mother Naked [MF]

This took place when I was a lot younger, a little over 30 years ago now.

My friend, John, and I had been out on a cold Friday or Saturday night. I’d driven to his (parents) house and left my car there while we went out in his car.

On the way back we were talking about our cars and he said he read some article in a magazine I should read. So instead of me jumping straight into my car and heading home we both went inside.

It was after 1:00 am and his parents were in bed. The house was quiet.

John went off to his room and started looking for the magazine. I went into the kitchen and sat at the table with my back to the door and started to flick through a newspaper that was there.

My friend and I were roughly the same size and had the same colour hair, so we did look alike from behind.

I heard someone coming up the passage to the kitchen. Thinking it was my friend I kept reading the paper. But it wasn’t him. His mother walked in and past by me heading to the sink to get a drink. She said a “Hello.” as she passed by. I just responded with a simple “Hi.”

She was in a dressing gown and didn’t look back at me. It should be noted that she had really bad eyesight. I know she had been to hospital a few times for operations on her eyes. Other times I had seen her wearing an eye patch on her glasses. I think it was to help with a lazy eye.

She had her drink and turned to go back to her bedroom. As she turned I looked up to her to say hello properly because she would be facing me. She didn’t have her glasses on. She also didn’t have the front of her dressing gown done up. I got to see a nice full frontal.

She was in her late 40s, a bit overweight and had nice big breasts and very large dark areolas. They were a surprise to me. I’d never seen any as large and dark as that before (remember this was before the Internet). She also had a dark full bush – which was expected for those times back then.

She asked how the night has been as she walked closer with her dressing gown open and all on display. I realised then that she hadn’t worked out it was me instead of her son.

“Was good.” I answered while staring at her.

She froze. She was close enough now to see I wasn’t her son and had also heard me talk.

“Peter; I thought you were John.”

“Arrr. No.” I said.

“Sorry. No. This never happened OK.” she said as she closed her dressing gown and walked briskly back to her room.

A few minutes later my friend came into the kitchen and gave me a magazine. I left and obviously didn’t tell him about what just happened.

That night, and the following few nights, at home I rubbed out a good few fantasising about my friends mother. Actually I still think back about it with fond memories.

A few weeks later I was back over at my friends place and his mother was home. We both pretended as if nothing had happened until I was leaving and said a casual “See you later.” to his mother.

“Only if you’re lucky.” she replied and smiled.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b9ngj4/saw_my_best_friends_mother_naked_mf