Arriving home early from work. I walk in the house, and there's no mom in the kitchen or the front room. Which is unusual, as she's always here.
I was just going to shout out. When I heard some noises from upstairs. I hear groans and sighs as I'm walking up the stairs, that's coming from mom and dad's bedroom. But I know dad isn't home, as he's car isn't outside.
I listen more intently to the sound's emanating from their bedroom, and its definitely mom's voice. But the man's voice isn't dad.
I open the door quietly, where I see mom and some man in the act of having sex. I stood there frozen, looking at mom being fucked by some man.
On seeing me. She quickly stops the man from fucking her.
"Peter, what are you doing here early"
Her cheeks flushed with exertion and her eyes wide.
"Your home early sweetie."
Mom tries to pull the cover back over herself. But it's too late, you've already seen her in a compromising position.
"What's going on."
I stupidly ask this question.
Evelyn bites her lip nervously, uncertain how much to reveal.
"Uh...this is, well, it's complicated."
She looks at the man next to her, who's still very much engaged in the moment.
"Your old mom needs... a little extra attention sometimes."
Evelyn shrugs as if trying to make light of the situation.
"How stupid do you think I am. Get him the fuck out of the house. Mom wait till dad finds out about this."
I then go to walk away to the living room.
Evelyn scrambles off the bed, a panicked expression on her face.
"No, wait! Honey, please! You can't tell your father!"
She grabs at your arm desperately, her eyes filling with tears.
"This was just...a one-time thing, I swear!"
She pleads with you, her voice cracking.
"Get him out of the house, we need to talk."
Evelyn nods, not wanting to cause any more of a scene. She waves at the man to leave, who quickly starts gathering his clothes and heads towards the door.
"Thank you..."
She sighs once he's gone, closing the bedroom door behind him.
"Can we just...talk about this?"
Evelyn asks, leaning back against the door, her hands fidgeting nervously with the hem of her shirt. Thankfully she was still wearing while being caught.
I have to know the reason for this. So I ask her.
"Why you doing this?"
"Sweetie, you know I love your father, I really do...but things have been...stale between us for a long time."
Evelyn sighs deeply, a hint of sadness creeping into her voice.
"I just...needed something more. Something he can't provide anymore."
She looks down, ashamed but resolute, knowing she's crossed a line she can't easily come back from.
"Can you ever forgive me?"
She asks softly, pleading with you.
"Who was that man?"
Evelyn pauses, avoiding your gaze as she struggles to find an explanation.
"Oh...him! Just... someone I met."
She mumbles, still not looking at you.
"He was... willing to give me what I needed."
She shrugs, as if that sums it all up.
"Tell me the truth mom. It's not likely you just met him. How long as this been going on for."
Evelyn sighs heavily, knowing she can't keep up this charade any longer.
"Okay...you're right. It hasn't been just once. This has been happening for a few months now."
She admits begrudgingly.
"I just...I couldn't help myself. I tried to stop but..."
Her voice trails off, eyes welling up with tears.
"I'm so sorry, I never meant for you to find out like this."
"I can't believe this is happening. You have to stop it. No you will stop it."
I order mom.
"Alright, alright..."
Evelyn concedes, wiping a tear from her cheek.
"You're right, you're absolutely right. I promise I'll end it, I swear!"
She reaches out and gently grips your arm, her face genuine in its determination.
"Just please don't tell your father. He'd kill me if he knew..."
Her desperation is palpable.
"How can I trust you to do. You'll have to swear on your marriage / life, this stops today."
Evelyn takes a deep breath, nodding emphatically.
"I swear on my life, on our family, on everything that matters to me, I will stop this immediately."
She locks eyes with you, her own wide and earnest.
"You have my word."
She pulls you into a tight hug, burying her head against your chest, seeking a sense of comfort and forgiveness.
"Please believe me..."
She whispers.
I move away from her hug. Looking intently at her.
"Ok, I believe you. I won't tell dad, if you'll agree to two conditions. You've already completed the first. Now just the 2nd condition"
Evelyn swallows hard, clearly nervous about what the second condition might be.
"Okay...what's your second condition?"
She asks tentatively, leaning back against the bedroom wall.
"Firstly I want to know why you cheated on dad. Speak truly mom."
Evelyn takes a deep breath, steeling herself to bare her soul.
"It was...a lot of things, honey."
She starts slowly.
"Your father...he just doesn't satisfy me anymore. There's no passion, no desire..."
Her voice trembles as she admits this.
"I love him, but I have needs that aren't being met."
She looks away, as if ashamed to continue, yet unable to hold back.
"And...part of it is me. I guess, I got carried away with my own vanity."
She fidgets self-consciously with her hair.
"I wanted to feel young and desirable again."
Her eyes return to meet yours, searching for understanding.
"I guess dad should be more attentive and loving. But cheating is wrong."
"You're absolutely right...cheating was wrong."
Evelyn nods solemnly.
"And I regret cheating on your father, I truly do. Can I ask you something?"
She looks up at you, seeking permission.
"Your skating on very thin ice as it is and now and you want to ask me something. What is it?"
Evelyn bites her lip nervously.
"I...I need to know...did seeing me with him..did it.. did it turn you on?"
