My Friend Hid Her New Boyfriend from Me, and When I Finally Saw Him, I Was Horrified – Story of the Day

My best friend had been hiding something from me, and I couldn’t figure out what. When I finally met her new boyfriend, I was shocked to my core. The person she had been keeping a secret turned out to be someone I never expected, and it changed everything between us.

When you’re past your 40s, and your kids are grown and leaving the nest, maybe you’re like me, divorced, with parents either far away or no longer around.

Whether you like it or not, there comes a point when you feel completely alone. In those moments, it’s your close friends who end up saving you.

My friends from school or university were scattered all over the country, and while we stayed in touch, online chats aren’t the same as in-person meetups.

But at some point, life gave me a gift in the form of Samantha. She was my new co-worker, and she quickly became my best friend.

She was a few years younger, but let’s be honest, the older you get, the less that age gap matters.

I didn’t feel like there was much of a difference between us. It was like we’d known each other for years.

Samantha and I really bonded in just a few months. We joked at work, which made things less stressful, then after work, we’d go out and hang out.

I remember one day, a new guy joined our team, Robert, and Samantha scooted her chair closer to mine.

“Look at him, he’s hot,” she whispered in my ear.

I laughed. “You kidding me? He’s, like, 30, maybe younger,” I said.

“Well, so what?” Samantha replied.

“We’ve got at least 15 years between us,” I said.

“Well, I’ve only got 9 with him. It’s not that much,” Samantha said, and I shook my head.

Samantha was way bolder and more open than I was. I could never get into a relationship with someone so much younger than me, but for her, it wasn’t a problem.

Still, for some reason, Robert kept hanging around our desks. At first, I thought he was interested in Samantha, but then, to my surprise, I realized he was flirting with me.

One evening, when almost everyone had left, Robert came up to my desk and just stood there, staring at me with a smile, which was… kinda creepy, I have to admit.

“Uh, you… need something?” I asked.

“Oh, sorry, I probably looked weird. Just a little nervous,” Robert said.

“So…?”

“Right, yeah. Would you want to have dinner with me sometime?” he asked.

“Like a date?” I clarified.

“Yeah,” Robert nodded.

“Listen, you’re sweet, and you’re really attractive, but I’m a lot older than you,” I said.

“I don’t care about age,” Robert said.

“I have a son almost your age, so I don’t think this is a good idea,” I said.

“Take your time,” Robert said. “But just so you know, I’ll be waiting if you change your mind.” He winked and walked off.

Robert kept paying attention to me, even giving me flowers a couple of times, but I stood my ground.

Meanwhile, Samantha found out about it and kept teasing me, insisting I should go on a date with him.

The worst part was, I really liked Robert, and when Samantha would say things like, “Then I’ll start dating him if you won’t,” it made me feel really hurt.

Even though I couldn’t allow myself to be with Robert, it would’ve been painful to watch my best friend go out with him.

“Promise you won’t do that,” I said.

“I promise,” Samantha replied, taking my hand.

But soon after, Samantha’s behavior changed. She suddenly had no time for our hangouts, and she was walking around, practically glowing with happiness, and I had a feeling I knew why.

So, one time, when we were sitting at my place watching movies, I asked her, “Are you seeing someone?”

“What? Where did you get that idea?” Samantha asked awkwardly.

“Are you joking? You’ve been glowing with happiness lately,” I said.

“Is it that obvious?” Samantha asked, her cheeks turning red.

“Oh my God, you’re acting like a teenager in love. I want to know everything about him!” I yelled.

Samantha started talking about how amazing her boyfriend was and how happy she felt with him. But she avoided naming him or giving any details.

“So, when are you going to introduce us?” I asked.

“Not yet,” Samantha said.

“Why? Are you hiding him from me?” I asked.

“I’m afraid of your reaction… there’s a bit of an age gap between us,” Samantha said.

“I promise I’ll react well. You’re the one dating him, not me. I want you to be happy,” I said.

“Alright,” Samantha nodded.

But time passed, and Samantha still wasn’t planning on introducing us. She wouldn’t even show me his photo.

To be honest, I started getting worried about her. Maybe he wasn’t as great as she thought. Why else wouldn’t she want us to meet?

One evening, my son Brody came over, and I decided to talk to him about it, see if he, as a guy, could understand the situation better.

“I think you should be patient and wait until she’s ready to introduce him to you,” Brody said.

“But I’m worried about her. What if he’s hurting her?” I asked.

“I’m sure everything’s fine. She just isn’t ready to introduce him yet,” Brody said.

“Maybe you’re right,” I said.

I looked at this grown and wise man, and I almost couldn’t believe that just a few years ago, he was running around in the backyard, covered in mud, playing with a ball.

And though no one else could see it anymore, I still saw that little boy in him.

One day, while walking through a shopping mall looking for a dress for a work event, I spotted Samantha, holding hands with a man.

They were turned away from me, but I decided to approach them and finally meet him. I wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to do, but I was dying to know who Samantha was seeing.

As I walked toward them, they stopped by a coffee stand and turned around. When I finally realized who it was, I froze. I couldn’t believe it was real.

I couldn’t believe she had the audacity to start dating him and hide it from me!

Standing there next to Samantha, holding her hand and occasionally kissing her, was… MY SON!

Brody was looking at her with the same loving eyes she had for him. Inside, I felt like I was burning with rage. How dare she be dating my son?! My 24-year-old son!

I angrily marched toward them, and when they finally saw me, their faces went pale.

“So this is why you didn’t want to introduce us? Because we already know each other?!” I yelled at Samantha.

“Carol, I can explain everything,” Samantha replied, frightened.

“Explain? Explain that you’re dating my son?!” I continued to shout.

“Mom, calm down, please, people are staring,” Brody said.

“How can I calm down?! How can you date a woman that much older than you?!” I screamed.

“I’m an adult now, so I don’t understand why you’re reacting like this. I’m happy with Samantha, and I love her,” Brody said.

“You love her? She’s almost my age, and I’m your mother! She’s my best friend!” I yelled.

“I know, but you can’t control love,” Brody said.

“You seduced him and made him date you, right?” I yelled at Samantha.

“I didn’t seduce anyone. We both entered this relationship willingly,” Samantha said. “Carol, I’m so sorry. I didn’t want you to find out this way,” she added.

“How did you expect this to go? My son would’ve said he was bringing a girl over for dinner, and it would’ve been you?!” I screamed.

“I don’t know…” Samantha whispered.

“Stop yelling at my girlfriend. We’re all adults, and we can choose who we date,” Brody said sternly, then grabbed Samantha’s hand and led her away.

I stood there, stunned. I couldn’t believe what I’d just seen, what had just happened. My best friend was dating my son! I felt like I was losing my mind.

I cried all the way home, and when I pulled up to my house, I saw Robert there. I got out of the car and walked over to him.

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

“I remembered you said your garden hose was broken, so I came to help fix it,” Robert said. “Are you okay?” he asked, noticing my tear-streaked face.

“Nothing’s okay,” I said.

“What happened?” Robert asked.

“I just found out Samantha’s dating my son and hiding it from me,” I said.

“Well, it’s not great that she hid it from you. I bet it hurts,” Robert said.

“Is it really that bad?” Robert asked.

“What? It’s awful!” I said.

“You just don’t allow it. Why is it okay for men to date younger women, but if it’s the other way around, it’s terrible? Would it be so awful if, hypothetically, we were dating?” Robert said.

“I don’t know. I really like you, but the age difference…” I said.

“I like you too, and Samantha and your son like each other, so why not give it a chance?” Robert asked.

“Brody even said he loves her,” I said. “My son,” I clarified, since Robert didn’t know his name.

“See, people don’t throw around words like that for no reason,” Robert said.

And I realized he was right. If they really loved each other, who was I to stand in their way?

“Thanks, you really helped,” I said and quickly walked to my car.

“And me?” Robert called after me.

“We can go on a date… give it a chance,” I said, turning back to Robert. He flashed me a wide smile. I smiled back, got in the car, and drove to the house where Brody lived.

I got out of the car, ran to the door, and knocked loudly. Brody opened it almost immediately, but his face turned sour when he saw me.

“What? Here to tell us how awful we are again?” he asked.

“No, I came to apologize,” I said. “I’m really sorry for how I reacted. I’ll try to understand it better from now on. So, would you and Samantha like to come for dinner?” I asked.

“Girl, I come into your house like it’s my own, why the formal invitation?” Samantha said, peeking over Brody’s shoulder.

She stepped outside and hugged me. “Thank you,” she whispered in my ear.

“I’m sorry. I want you to be happy,” I said, hugging her tighter.

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