I’m very close with my parents, I try to see them a few times a month to catch up and maybe share a bottle of wine. It has always been a strong point for most ladies I brought over, especially since my mom is always happy to meet anyone I bring over (especially if I supply the wine).
My parents would occasionally have some of their friends over for a dinner and drinks, and they would always extend the invitation to me and whoever I was with at the time. I had no issue hanging out with an older crowd, since the drinks were always flowing and they would always have great stories. Sometimes the stories got a bit X rated, and my mom would roll her eyes and try to bring the conversation back to normal.
At the time I had nobody to bring over, but I went to the dinner anyways. When I got there, there were already about 4 other couples and a few single people talking and making drinks. They all said hello, shook my hand or gave me a hug. One of my mom’s friends Sandra gave me a big hug, a little closer and tighter than usual, but I chalked it up to the wine which was mostly done sitting on the counter. She smelled a little sweet and fruity, but only enough to notice if you were right up next to her.