Your childs friends think youre a milf (T)

                                    

                                          
Milf-a sexually attractive older woman, typically one who has children.
                          
Michael - You breathed a sigh of relief
                          
 as the front door opened, Michael stepping in as you poked your head out of the kitchen. "Please help me finish dinner!" You had a house full of kids tonight and since Lillian is gone to a friends, it meant one less mouth to feed. Tucker had two friends over for a camp out in the backyard. "Baby you're stressing. Go upstairs and get everyone ready for dinner, i'll finish here." You nodded and sighed, pecking his cheek as you dashed upstairs to Leann's room. "Hi baby, dinner will be ready soon." You peeped into Tucker's room, seeing them all playing a card game. "Dinner's ready soon!" After Michael had all of the plates prepared, he called everyone down. As Tucker sat in between his two friends, the two boys gasped as they looked at you, bent over in the kitchen picking up a few napkins that fell, your breasts able to be seen. "Tucker, your mom is an absolute milf." Tucker made a gag noise as Michael looked up, overhearing the boys as he chuckled to himself. "I agree with you guys, but you are too young to think about milfs. Eat your dinner." They dropped their heads as Michael turned his head, smirking again. 
                          
Luke - Luke laid Julia on her play mat first before he laid Marie beside her, rubbing their half bald heads as he joined you on the couch. "I'm so pooped." He said, resting his hand on your thigh as you nodded, flipping through a magazine. "Where's Kaiden and his friends?" Luke sat up on the couch, peeking through the back door as he saw them jumping on the trampoline. "Outside, doing boy things." You giggled and nodded, closing your magazine as you looked back outside. "Should I make them lunch?" Luke shrugged and nodded as he turned the tv to wrestling, as Julia managed to roll onto her back, playing with a few toys. As you were halfway done with the sandwiches, you heard the door slam open and Luke begin to yell. "Kaiden, do you not see your sisters playing right here?" "Sorry dad!" "Lunch is ready!" You called, grabbing three small drinks as they came running to the kitchen. As you handed out their plates, you saw one of his friends staring directly at your chest. Kaiden noticed and smacked him on the head. "Stop staring at my mom's boobs!" "Sorry they're just so big!" All the boys stared at you as you shook your head, "Eat."
                          
Ashton - Graham was home for break from college, so that meant him and his group of friends would be over and they would all want to play video games loudly and eat up all your snacks. Which resulted in a very moody Harper and a fussy Bryce. As you heard a small grunt come from the monitor, you sighed and went to attend to your youngest son. "Have a nice nap?" He reached for you and you smiled, before you heard footsteps marching towards you. "Mom!" You turned to see Harper, as she held up two empty chip bags. You grabbed Bryce's bottle, handing it to him as you looked at her. "The trash can is downstairs?" "No mom. These are my chips and Graham and his heathen friends ate them all!" You chuckled and took the bags from her, sighing as you walked downstairs towards the trash can. "Ask your dad if he can take you to the store to buy some more. They're adults, Harps. You know how men can get." She groaned and marched to the living room as you heard heavy footsteps and you knew the hoard was coming. "Mommy, can you whip us up a snack?" You scoffed as the three of his friends eyes were on your chest. "You're a grown man, make your own snack." You walked away as a faint chuckle made you stop. "Dude your mom is an absolute milf!" "She just had a baby a few months ago, dude." "I'd still smash." "Hey, shut up!" You shook your head and went to the living room, amused by your son's friends humor.
                          
Calum - "Nebraska, grab your sister!" Calum said, watching little Kimberly wade out away from the group as he cracked open a beer. You were taking the family on a beach trip and so far, everyone was cranky. Your youngest, Claire, was itching for a feeding so you had to whip out the blanket and feed her right on the beach. "Babe why didn't you pump before we left?" Calum asked, making sure the blanket is covering you so no one would peek. "Sorry I was rushing." Nebraska brought back Kimberly, placing her on Calum's lap as she giggled. "My friends are supposed to be-" "Braska!" "Hi!" You smiled, seeing two girls and a boy coming towards Nebraska. "Hi Mr and Mrs. Hood!" "Hi!" You and Calum both said, smiling as Nebraska smiled back towards her friends. "Mom is it okay if I go sit with them?" You nodded and pulled Claire off of you, fixing your bikini before putting her on your shoulder. "Sure babe! Don't talk to strangers." Calum chuckled as he noticed the younger boys eyes were on your chest. Nebraska had to pull him away as Calum looked at you. As Nebraska sat next to her friends, the boy shook his head. "Damn Nebraska, your mom has a nice rack." "Are you calling my mom a milf?" "Hell yeah!" "You're sick!" She punched his shoulder as he chuckled, shrugging.