As always each chapter of Debbie Gibson is an individual and complete story. But this sixth chapter of Debbie Gibson can be read in conjunction with Tina Carson, Chapter Seven. In this tale they have both been selected to attend a computer training course by their employer and these are their individual tales of misadventure.
I did toy with the idea of making it one big story but thought it would be too big and unwieldy so in the end adapted it into two. Also there may be those of you who are only reading the Debbie series. For those of you reading both there is therefore a little bit of duplication but I hope not enough to spoil your enjoyment of either story.
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"Come on kids, let's go." Debbie Gibson stood impatiently at the foot of the stairs as she fastened her coat. "Now please ... if we don't go soon you're going to be late!" she added firmly. It was Debbie's late start at work so by rights that should have given her more time to get her two children off to school. But kids seldom think like that and the usual reluctance to go was clearly evident. Husband Derek, working the 6-2 shift this week had left hours earlier.
She heard a loud bang as a door was slammed shut upstairs and then the sound of running feet coming swiftly downstairs. Her children were finally ready.
"Have you got everything?" she asked. She knew they would have forgotten something between them. They always did. "Where are your school bags?"
"They're on the sofa," they chorused in reply.
Letting out a deep sigh of frustration Debbie rushed over to get them. But as she bent over the back of the sofa to pluck them off the cushions she felt a tiny surge of electricity course through her body. Oh sweet Jesus, had it only been a few days since she'd been in this very same position, only with her legs spread a little wider apart as Rob had fucked her from behind? The sudden jolt of arousal gave way immediately to a deep seated pang of regret and guilt. Again, she'd cheated on her husband and as if that wasn't bad enough, she'd done it in their matrimonial home.
Quickly pushing her emotions aside she gathered up the school bags and departed, the kids squabbling with each other as they followed on behind her.
Returning from the school run she now had the house to herself and unfortunately time on her hands to reflect on her latest indiscretion. She sat at the kitchen table, her hands nursing a large mug of coffee as she stared forlornly out of the window. Falling from a leaden sky, a persistent heavy drizzle had turned everything wet and miserable in a matter of minutes. Inside the kitchen, Debbie's melancholy perfectly matched the weather outside. She let out a sigh. It was no good, no matter how hard she tried she was incapable of stopping the memories of that night from flooding back.
She'd had sex with Rob Johnson, the Staymo sales rep. What had she been thinking? But yet she couldn't deny it. Even if she had been reluctant at first, in the end she had wanted him to fuck her. She sighed again, this time deeply, as she tried to rationalise her thoughts. Okay, she knew she'd been drinking fairly heavily and drink usually loosened her morals but still, whichever way you looked at it, she had made it really easy for him to have his wicked way with her.
Taking a sip of coffee her thoughts began to drift back as she pondered on the myriad of events of the past few months leading up to this point in time.
She'd always thought she was happily married to Derek. Life appeared to be good although now, looking back, she realised that the passion must have fizzled out some time ago. But she'd thought this was normal, something that happened in all marriages especially after children arrived to complete the family.
Derek wasn't a bad father but now the kids were a bit older he seemed quite content to sit at home at night watching television. Football mainly but any sport would do and when he did go out it was usually to go fishing on his own. There was certainly precious little interaction between them all as a family. In fact the more she thought about it, Derek appeared to be quite content living a carefree bachelor life whist still enjoying all the perks and benefits of a married relationship. Surely that couldn't be right, could it?
The problem for Debbie was that she felt she'd accepted that this was her lot in life. She was a mother of two children and a housewife to Derek. Nothing more and nothing less. And she thought she was happy with that. That was until that fateful night when her sister had persuaded her to go out. That was the night she'd cheated on Derek with Curtis. She hadn't meant to but she couldn't deny it, the sex had been out of this world.
It was only a matter of a few weeks later when she had succumbed to Tony, the husband of a work colleague. Again the sex had been incredible, especially as Tony was fabulously endowed with the biggest cock she'd ever experienced. Not that this was difficult. She'd not been with many men before meeting and marrying Derek.
But it was shortly after these events that her home life with Derek had taken a dramatic turn for the worse. He'd lost his job and then unable to find any work buried his head in the sand, stubbornly refusing to take any responsibility to get them out of the mess that threatened to overwhelm them. Debbie only worked part time and as their money troubles piled up she found it impossible to pick up the slack, a problem that only got worse when Derek started drinking heavily.
Seriously behind on the rent payments, losing their home was narrowly avoided when Debbie allowed Mr Webster, their disgustingly fat, ugly and obnoxious landlord to use and abuse her, a fact that she was never, ever going to reveal to Derek. Indeed she was never going to reveal either how she managed to secure them another house to live in by having a short lived affair with Jason the rental agent.
Recently though things had begun to improve. Employment wise their situation was on the up. Derek had finally found a job and their joint relief at this event was only increased when Debbie landed a full time position at Bromptons Department Store.
Just before she started her new role and with their money worries seemingly easing, Derek allowed her to splash the cash and book a romantic weekend away at a rural retreat. She felt it was vital that she try and rekindle her love and devotion to her husband and this seemed the perfect opportunity to do so. Sadly Derek, ignorant of Debbie's romantic notions swanned off on the Saturday to watch a football match, whilst she, abandoned by her husband, was pursued relentlessly by Sid Jenkins the sex crazed proprietor of the retreat who saw her as the fulfillment of his MILF fantasy.
She poured herself another mug of coffee from the cafetiere. She shifted uneasily in her chair as she felt a stirring between her legs. All the thoughts of her recent sexual escapades was starting to have an effect on her body. Memories of the countless times she'd orgasmed whilst being fucked by Sid were preying on her mind. He taken her forcibly, which had only served to heighten the erotic nature of the nasty sexual experience. She shuddered at her recollections.
