No Dad replied. Then Ill just wait.. I said leaving the table and sitting on the sofa. Some hours later, mom came back as Aky was holding a small bag and smiling a lot, that made me happy, I really liked when he was smiling so he came to the sofa and gave me a hug that made me fall on my back on the sofa, I started laughing and so did he then, I noticed that his leg was nearing my crotch and that I was getting a hard on, so I just stood up and made him sit by my side. You two behave yourselves, well be back next sunday Mom said getting her bags as Dad helped her. if anything goes wrong, you call me ok Matty? she continued. R-Right mom… I said blushing a little as Aky was holding a laugh. As soon as they left, Aky let out his laugh. Matty? Really? he said while laughing. Better than Aky right? I said looking narrowly at him. Uh…lets forget this right? he said blushing a little. Really?I so like it! I said tickling him, his laughs were those of an innocent kid, they were cute, as cute. I only remembered that he made mention that this was not to be our last encounter.I tried to make it just that -- for two weeks. Now, however, a strange yearning drove me on. One that I feared, yet had to explore. I had to know. Was I a slut? Am I a slut. To be used by men for their enjoyment. I had to laugh, for I suddenly realized that this latter part was my marriage: Being used by hubby. The selfish bastard.KMart was coming back into view. Driving more carefully, more attentively, I switched lanes. The centre. The right. The turn lane.Fear gripped me.A quick glance over my left shoulder, a mighty jerk on the steering wheel, and I was propelling the car recklessly back into the line of traffic. I breathed a sigh of relief as I drove passed the store. Well, at least I made it passed! That's a good start. Right?Wrong.Mentally I kicked myself. Not once. Not twice. But several times. I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. I wanted to laugh -- hysterically. I wanted... I wanted to go.
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