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Sun 29 Mar, 2020 03:51 am
My son got together with her at a party and, I have to admit, I wasn’t too keen on her when he first brought her home. I thought she was too full of herself. I was frosty whenever she visited and warned my son that he’d end up getting hurt.
Then she popped round one day on her own and asked if we could chat. She said that she could sense a coolness in me and asked if we could start again and be friends.
She produced a bottle of wine and suggested a drink. We got chatting and she admitted to a chequered past. She’d lived with women and lived with men and loved both. Something inside me stirred and before I knew it we were in each other’s arms, kissing and touching.
The next few hours are a blur, but I know that we somehow made it up to my bedroom where we caressed and made love for hours. Later, we ordered in a Chinese meal and she confessed that she’d deliberately come round in order to seduce me. She’d fancied me from day one and was determined to bed me. I was so thrilled and flattered that we made love all over again.
Now we’re seeing each other in secret every minute that we can. My son is upset because he’s convinced that she’s cheating on him with another lover.
How do I even begin to tell him that the lover is me? How do I confess that my prediction about him getting hurt is all down to his own mother?
I’ve never felt so happy, delirious, guilty and wretched all at the same time in my whole life. What am I going to do next?
And then perhaps consider how your life and happiness will be effected if your son discovers, which is likely, and ends up hating you for the next forty years, which is definitely possible.
@Nina45,
In the words of Hamlet, "Get thee to a nunnery."
do it now, do not look back.
@Nina45,
Nina45 wrote:
My son got together with her at a party and, I have to admit, I wasn’t too keen on her when he first brought her home. I thought she was too full of herself. I was frosty whenever she visited and warned my son that he’d end up getting hurt.
Then she popped round one day on her own and asked if we could chat. She said that she could sense a coolness in me and asked if we could start again and be friends.
She produced a bottle of wine and suggested a drink. We got chatting and she admitted to a chequered past. She’d lived with women and lived with men and loved both. Something inside me stirred and before I knew it we were in each other’s arms, kissing and touching.
The next few hours are a blur, but I know that we somehow made it up to my bedroom where we caressed and made love for hours. Later, we ordered in a Chinese meal and she confessed that she’d deliberately come round in order to seduce me. She’d fancied me from day one and was determined to bed me. I was so thrilled and flattered that we made love all over again.
Now we’re seeing each other in secret every minute that we can. My son is upset because he’s convinced that she’s cheating on him with another lover.
How do I even begin to tell him that the lover is me? How do I confess that my prediction about him getting hurt is all down to his own mother?
I’ve never felt so happy, delirious, guilty and wretched all at the same time in my whole life. What am I going to do next?
I would suggest posting the above in one of the alt.sex.stories new groups.
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