I knew my parents marriage was falling apart, all the signs were there. The arguments, the failed counselling, the guilt of both parties.
Neither were at fault, the spark had just left.
That still doesn’t excuse what she did. I’m still not sure how she did it. One moment i’m at class, the next i’ve got a dick inside of me, my dad’s giving my new body a pounding and as i pull away he grabs me by my hair and pulls my back in. We orgasmed together. It was great, but it was not how i wanted to have my first time.
I don’t know what to do. On one hand my mother wants to pretend like nothing happened, to carry out her life in my body and to let me pick up the pieces. That’s not right.
On the other hand, the sex is just so good, my husband know just what to do and with the spark in our relationship back, i’ve got him wrapped around my little finger.
Not exactly something i can bring to a therapist.
