I am a 38-year-old costumer service rep and single mom that lives with my newly turned 18-year-old daughter named Tiffany, within a two-bedroom apartment. On my job I always work the 4pm to a 12am shift, leaving my daughter Tiffany home alone for most of the evening. I always warned my daughter if I would ever find out she had anyone in my house while I was gone there would be hell to pay especially, if it was a boy.
Although, I always caution my daughter about the risk of not using protection when having sex, I had made it perfectly clear to her if I'd ever caught her in our home being fucked by some boy there would be hell to pay. Therefore, If I had caught her being fucked by anyone, I would have just kicked her right out the house and send her angrily off to her farther who relocated himself to Atlanta.
I usually, never miss a day of work until, one day I felt really sick. After informing my supervisor that I was not feeling well enough to come to work that day, he permitted me to take the day off so I could recuperate. Exhausted I retired to my bed however, being a very light sleeper I had woken up abruptly hearing the sounds of my daughter and another person who was a male brazenly walking through my door.
Although, I was incensed with anger I quietly listened and peaked behind my bedroom door where neither of them could neither see nor hear me as I watch patiently to find out what my daughter is up to while I was away at work. Looking, through an opening in the door, to my dismay I witnessed Tiffany and the young man both cuddled up on my living room couch smoking cigarettes. Tiffany took long deep puffs, inhaling her cigarette smoke proudly. I was flabbergasted to see my daughter enjoying a cigarette because, she always complained to me about my occasional smoking habit.