My unmarried mom went out and I was the only one at home.

I just had breakfast so I hopped on my bed to chill.

But then I remembered that my mom had a much cooler, softer and more comfortable bed in her room.

I grabbed my phone and hurried out of my room, making my way to her own room.

I pushed her door open and jumped on the bed, gritting my teeth in excitement.

The shift was still thick with her expensive cologne.

I relaxed there, my attention fixed on my phone as I scrolled through my social feeds.

Just then I heard a deep voice echoing in...