Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Lonely Housewife Succumbs: 7

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.

want to know all the details as well, none of which I can share with

asshole husband? I love him but I'm not in love with him. He shows me no affection or attention. He is actually

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

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.

couch cushions were on the floor and more importantly the front door was unlocked! You never leave

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

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

unfortunately reacted, "Wait a minute! What do you

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

at it but I did. It read, "Hey

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