MILF

A man’s dream about a MILF became true

It was almost midnight on a Friday, and I was busy reading. I was 21 years old, and I was single. I was getting sleepy but had to finish a chapter. My phone beeped. I opened the message and suddenly I was wide awake. The message was from Larry’s mom. Mrs. Madison Quinn. Larry and I had been friends for more than a decade.
Surely the message was not meant for me, I thought. Larry’s mom had my number in case Larry had been visiting me and she could not get hold of him. She had been a bit overprotective of her only child. As far as I knew, Larry’s parents were happily married. Mr. Liam Quinn was an accountant and his wife a successful lawyer.
I stared at the screen for a while. It was just a picture, but a really, really intimate one. One meant for her husband, I thought. But how did it get to me? Surely, my number was saved as Alexander on her phone, so how did she send the photo to me? Maybe my number was at the top of her contacts, and she accidentally touched the screen and hit send without further consideration?
Mrs. Quinn was a beautiful woman and I had thoughts about her before. Dirty thoughts too.

A short erotic story of around 3,900 words.