I began this story to see what kind of reaction I would get from other LW writers to the concept of a young lady exposing the infidelity and disrespect shown by the elder females of her family towards the husbands (I.e. her father and grandfather) they were supposed to love, honor, and be true to 'forsaking all others'. At the beginning, the poor child is forced into counseling because of the pending divorce of her parents due to her mother's adultery. In order to leave the format as open as possible, I chose not to give the characters specific names, but to leave it available for other writers should they desire to continue the story. I am extremely surprised and greatly appreciate the many favorable comments my story has received.
Now, rightly or wrongly I write my stories as they come into my head, and, although I had initially intended for the main character to be the grand daughter, the story evolved with the MC being the grandmother instead. It seems logical to me that this is so, since the grandma appears to have been where the cheating wife behavior started, way before the grand daughter was ever born. To those who question how the parents have the same boss; easy, the wife is the senior partner's 'executive assistant' (secretary) and the husband is a tech rep whose immediate supervisor answers to and is ordered to schedule trips away by that same senior partner.
I begin part 2 at the point where the counselor moves the grandma and her daughter to the waiting room and leaves to complete the session with the grand daughter.
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In the waiting room
As my daughter and I sat crying and waiting for my grand daughter's session to end, we faced each other, neither knowing what to say or do after the revelations we'd just heard.
After a long period of silence I finally sobbed and said, "Well, I guess by my behavior I've pretty much screwed up our entire family." I sighed.
"No mom," my daughter said as she dried her tears. "I'm to blame for the destruction of my own marriage and family. My daughter is right, I made the decision to have an affair and to bring it into my own home. I got caught and I'll take full responsibility for my actions. I just don't know what possessed me to feel I was so entitled, or that I could get away with it with no consequences." She started crying again.
"That may be true, but, as much as I would like to blame everyone else, I was the one who started screwing around on your father and didn't realize my obvious cheating was discovered by him years ago. I was so blinded by my selfish affairs I didn't even hear my own husband crying himself to sleep for years. I feel so ashamed."
"Mother, I've been thinking about that for some time and wonder how did dad find out you were cheating? I certainly didn't tell him, yet like my daughter now I wish I had. I can imagine what he'll think of me when he finds out I knew you were cheating all along. But why didn't he do anything to stop you?" she asked.
"Well, after you said that it was obvious what I had been doing by my appearance when I finally did come home from my 'dates', it isn't hard to determine that your father would come to the same conclusion. He's trusting, but he isn't a complete fool. As to why he hasn't dumped my cheating ass, I don't now. Guess I'll have to ask him wont I."
"So you're going to try marriage counseling with dad?" I nodded, she continued "Don't you think that might backfire and end in dad divorcing you?"
"Yes, that's a high probability, but since your father has chosen to stay with me even after you've 'left the nest' I am reasonably sure I can get him into counseling."
Still I was becoming more concerned when she dropped the bombshell question, "Also, since you started cheating on daddy before I was born, is there any chance that dad is not my biological father?"
I was totally shocked. "Oh my God no! ... I don't know ... I guess it is possible ..." I stammered and stuttered, horrified at the possibility of what further damage I may have done to my husband. I truly do love him, but now I may be faced with the fact that not only had I cuckolded him for years and with numerous partners, but he might not even be the father of our only child. I started crying in earnest because, if true, that fact alone would end my marriage. And rightly so! If my husband wasn't our daughters bio-dad, then our grand daughter wasn't his either, and that would just kill him.
That's when I decided that before I confessed my serial cheating and begged for forgiveness and counseling, I would need to get DNA tests done to determine the true situation. Also, I needed to start speaking with a marriage counselor and/or a lawyer on the QT to determine my options. I'd have to frame it in a way so that my husband would think I was going there in the guise of helping our grand daughter through her counseling. Yes, I'm still thinking in terms of covering my own ass first. Bad habits are hard to overcome. At least, with my grand daughter's action forcing me to see the damage I've done to both families, I've come to the conclusion that my cheating days are over. Yes, 'too little, too late' may be true, but 'better late than never' is also true. I may be able to save my marriage after all provided my husband is in fact my daughter's bio-dad.
While I was pondering my next moves, my daughter said, "At least that's not my problem. There's no question my husband is our daughter's bio-dad. And the divorce court has already decreed twelve marriage counseling sessions we are required to attend and participate in to try to save the marriage.
"My problem is the total lack of love and respect I showed on multiple occasions by actively plotting with and allowing my boss to screw me in our home in our marriage bed. Even though that was at my boss's urging, that's no excuse for such blatant bad behavior. My husband didn't deserve that level of disrespect. Further, my lawyer says that since I committed the adultery in our home with our daughter present just rooms away, which in fact forced to listen to our lovemaking, the court may very well consider me an unfit mother and give primary custody to my husband. This would mean I'd have to move out of our home and probably be required to give child support to my husband."
While I was thinking my own thoughts I caught the last statements my daughter made and asked "Are you more concerned with saving your marriage or with screwing your boss? Are you still screwing your boss after all that's happened? I would think you'd at least stop your adulterous affair until the divorce is done."
She turned on me almost shouting "Don't you think that's 'the pot calling the kettle black' so to speak? Besides, after my husband found us screwing at home and kicked me out, I had no place to stay and at my boss's insistence moved into the company apartment used for visiting clients."
I shouted back "No I don't. The men I cheated with all started as strangers I met through work and I never brought any of them into our home. In addition all my affairs were short lived. Whereas you actively colluded with your boss to have your husband sent out of town and betrayed your family in your own home and your husband in your own marriage bed. Don't you realize that your boss only suggested you stay in that apartment so he kept you in an environment he had full control of and could continue screwing you!"
At this exchange the counselor's receptionist stuck her head into the waiting room and scornfully said, "Ladies, and I am using that word very loosely, please quiet down and curb your tongues, there are children present!"
At that, we both hung our heads in shame and sat down lost in our own thoughts. It occurred to me that I had done a terrible job raising my daughter and I had no one to blame but myself.