Unspoken Pleasure

I started to cry uncontrollably when I heard, "Mom I'm home."

My god it's 10:10 am and I'm still in fucking bed. My daughter just got home and is going to find me looking like I just got laid last night! Shit! I did! What the hell was I thinking? That god damn Emma. Shit! Shit! Shit!

I scrambled out of bed racing to the bathroom as I shouted, "Hi honey. I'm in the shower. I'll be down in a little bit." I quickly turned the shower on and jumped in. I turned the hot water up and let it run off my sore, tired, and hungover body! What on earth happened to me last night? I went from a nice suburban housewife to some sort of tawdry slut. Oh gosh. I remember calling myself a slut last night. What on earth got into me. I hung my head in shame wondering what I was going to do.

I finally got out of the shower and tried to formulate a game plan as to how best to handle this situation I had gotten myself into.

First is dealing with my daughter. She is going to want details about the event last night and unfortunately the only things I can remember are XXX rated. Shit!

Second how do I handle Scottie? Do I ignore him and pretend last night never happened? No, I can't do that. He is a nice young man that made me feel special and took great care of me. He did nothing wrong. This is all my doing. I have to talk to him and explain my situation.

Third what do I do with Emma? She is going to want to know all the details as well, none of which I can share with her. She will know I'm holding back but I don't trust her to keep last night a secret.

Fourth what do I do about my asshole husband? I love him but I'm not in love with him. He shows me no affection or attention. He is actually my biggest problem.noveldrama

Fifth and most important is what do I do about me? Last night occurred because I am lacking something in my life. I need to understand what I need and then get it. Easier said then done after all these years of basically living by myself. I looked in the mirror and saw a lonely insecure woman. Gosh as much as last night was a major mistake on my part I have to admit that Scottie made me feel wanted and desired. I'm not talking about the sex portion but everything leading up to it. Now that I look back on last night Scottie made me feel like I was the only woman in the room. That's what I've always wanted. Somehow this young man unlocked my heart last night. Oh damn Andrea! I once again started to sob knowing what difficult decisions faced me down the road.

I got dressed and went downstairs. Hoping that my daughter would not put me on the witness stand. "Mom why are you just getting up? Late night last night?" she said with a smirk. Here we go I thought. "No young lady. I had a quick workout this morning. How was your sleepover?" I asked.

Ginny squinted her eyes and said, "Come on mom. I came home to find some of the couch cushions were on the floor and more importantly the front door was unlocked! You never leave the front door unlocked. Now tell me about last night it seems like you had a great time."

Shit! Busted! "Okay, so Emma and I had a great time. I didn't see anybody I recognized nor did I meet anybody. We danced and drank then came home to play some games. Cushions were on the floor as we were sitting on them. When Emma left I must have forgotten to lock the door. Either way I was way too old for that party. It seemed like everyone was your age."

Ginny stuck her tongue out at me and said, "You suck mom! I know something more happened. I can't believe you won't tell me. That's okay. I get it. I'm just a 17 year old. But I'm happy for you mom. I'm glad you finally had some fun. God knows you need some fun in your life."

She turned and started to walk away but I unfortunately reacted, "Wait a minute! What do you mean I need some fun in my life?"

Ginny stopped and said, "Oh come on mom. You know what I mean. You never go out. You are always home by yourself because dad is never home. Do I have to spell it out? I only want you to be happy and have fun. I gotta go as we are going down to the lake today with a bunch of my friends. By the way, when is dad getting home? Will he be home for my pool party?" Before I could say, "Who knows when your dad will be home."she was racing up the stairs to her bedroom.

She was right and that was painful to hear. Once again I felt so alone and then my phone buzzed with a text. I dreaded looking at it but I did. It read, "Hey gorgeous I know you have a lot on your mind but I just want you to know that I will be there for you no matter what."

Shit! How can this "kid" be more sensitive to my needs than my non existent husband! Shit! How do I respond? Do I respond? Damn! Damn! Damn!

Just as I was going to reply my phone lit up. It was my long lost husband. I answered, "Hi honey."

He quickly got into things, "Andrea are you Ok? I called last night and you didn't answer." I smiled at his consternation and replied, "No honey I'm fine. Emma and I went out last night and I unfortunately left my phone at home. I hope you didn't worry too much about me. By the way when are you coming home?"

He wasn't too pleased with my answer as he asked, "Where did Emma take you? You know I'm not a big fan of hers." I thought and neither is she of you!

"Not a big deal. She had tickets to some event at Crickets nightclub. It was pretty boring. Way too young for my taste. So you never answered when are you coming home? I told you Ginny is having a Memorial Day pool party and she really would like for you to be there."

"I'll be home late Sunday night. I'll get an Uber so need to pick me up. However I do have a game at the club on Monday. I tee off at 11:30. What time is Ginny's pool party?"