One helluva story from Reddit. Beautiful.
Dated a girl for almost a year and thought everything was great. Used to spend lots of time at her house with her and her mother, everything was beautiful. One weekend she went to New Orleans with friends, a month later she told me she'd met the man of her dreams while she was in New Orleans and she was moving to Memphis to live with him... A week later she was gone leaving me in shock. Her mom called me a week later and told me that the ex had left a couple of boxes of my stuff so I went by to pick them up. Started talking to the mom, who was just as in shock about it as I was. Over the next few weeks, me and the mom talked a lot about feelings, both being hurt that the daughter had just packed and left both of us. We started talking and texting a lot, especially late at night. Got a message from her late one night asking what I was doing, jokingly told her I was in bed jerking off (there had been a lot of meaningless sexual comments between me, the ex, and the mom) She asked if I wanted company and I said "Always" as an automatic, throwaway comment, expecting her to laugh. Got no response to that and but got a couple of texts about random shit then she sent a message that just said "I'm here". I was almost in a panic, I never actually thought she was coming over. Let her in and I was shaking like a high school virgin. I got over that pretty quickly and three minutes later we were in bed making the slowest, most passionate love I'd ever had. It turned into an amazing, almost nightly thing for a couple of months before Mom started dating a guy she worked with and we ended things cheerfully. 20 years later the ex, that I hadn't spoken to since she moved, called me. No HELLO, just straight to "Did you seriously fuck my Mom?" and hear a whole lot of laughter in the background. She was out with her Mom and Aunt and somehow it had come up, she'd never had a clue. (side note: she is still married to the guy she met, so I guess she might have been right).