Read [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/zab6ta/i_f42_flirted_with_my_friends_son_to_make_a_point/) for context.
On Sunday afternoon, I get a call from my friend. I answer, and she goes “You are a backstabbing bitch, aren’t you?”
By this point, I was already regretting what I had done. So, I was very relieved when she laughed and followed it up with “Well done, bitch, well done. You played it fair, played it by the rules, and made me eat my words. Go enjoy your stupid comedy show with my stupid son, who (I think he was around when she called, because she said the next few words with an added emphasis) prefers hanging out with a neighborhood homebreaker than with his mom.”
And so I did. I did not have to, given that I had no reason anymore to get back at my friend, but I still dressed up. I was in a wrap coat with a purple strapless underneath that showed a little cleavage. He was in puffer jacket, polo, and jeans.
It was a pretty little place, dim and cozy. We were in one of the back rows. The show itself was great, very funny. After one particularly funny joke, as we both went into a fit of laughter, he held my arm and said “He’s too funny, I can’t” and kept laughing. That’s when the touching began. It started at the arm but eventually he ended up touching my thighs just above the knees. Half of his palm was on my dress and half on my skin. I did not hold back either. I had my hand on his arm and my head on his shoulder too – not in any sweet way, but in the middle of a loud laugh, somewhat like trying to hide my face after hearing a dirty joke.
While we were driving back, I asked him how his mom reacted to knowing that I essentially stole her ticket. He said that she was fuming initially, but soon appreciated my ‘bitchy-ness’. I didn’t mind flirting a bit more. Just like I had done before, I placed a finger on his cheek and said “Was I bitchy today?” and laughed and he laughed too. We were very much still in the stand-up comedy zone.
When we got home, I purposely left my keys in the car. I got out, then tapped on the window, he lowered it, I bent, showed him a nice view, and got my keys. It felt bitchy to show off to him like that.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zfptgr/did_i_42f_just_go_on_a_date_with_my_friends_son_f