Confession Chapter 5

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I pulled my skirt up and put the bra I had been wearing and my shirt back on. I walked out of the bathroom to find both my kids in the Kitchen. My son was, as usual raiding the fridge and my daughter had emptied her bag all over the kitchen counter looking for something.“Do you really have to make such a mess?”“I thought I had my U.S.B. with me. It’s got some important information from school on it, and I can’t find it. I need it tonight.”My son pulled his head out of the fridge for a moment to respond to her before diving back in for more food.“Why don’t you just download it again?”Oh, fuck! I hadn’t closed everything down on the computer. I was on the verge of hysteria as my daughter began walking out of the room in the direction of the computer.“Wait a minute.”I practically yelled. She turned and gave me such a strange look. I never speak like that to my kids. I was moving past her towards the computer as I gave myself a few moments reprieve.“Go back into the kitchen and clean up the mess you bayan escort beylikdüzü made before you do that.”She rolled her eyes in the way only a teenager can and went back to the kitchen. I dived into the office and hurriedly saved the images to my own folder, praying that nobody ever looked in there. I decided I would have to create more of a hidden file later, but I just didn’t have time to do that right now. I checked that everything that needed to be closed was and just in time too.”What’s up with you Mum?””What do you mean?””Well, you seem really uptight and cranky.”I felt guiltier about this than I did about any of the other events of the day. I hadn’t intended to take it out on the kids, but at the same time maybe this was all part of my problem.”Look I’m sorry Beth, I don’t mean to take it out on you but it really does irritate me when I spend all my time making the house nice to live in, do things for you all and run you around when you need it but escort bayan beylikdüzü everybody just takes it all for granted. It’s not like there aren’t other things I would like to do with my time. Some days it just gets to me.”She had that usual teen reaction. Say you’re sorry and move on while rolling your eyes. They might as well say, Stop whining or nagging and leave me alone.”Okay. Sorry, Mum.”She moved past me and sat down at the computer. Both kids had wanted their own laptops since they started high school but we just couldn’t justify the expense when they had computers at school and this one at home. I have to admit that this was the first time I had genuinely wished we had or that I had my own laptop.I certainly never would have approved of that kind of secrecy between husband and wife in the past, and I felt a bit guilty at the thought of such secrecy within my own marriage, but the thrill was undeniable. Sadly that said more about the state of kayaşehir escort our marriage than I was prepared to admit to at the time though.I watched Beth go into her school website while I fussed about in the office, pretending to be doing things in there while trying to make sure Beth didn’t head towards my file. She began working away on her homework. I reluctantly left the room and prayed to whatever god would listen to me that she wouldn’t stumble on anything I didn’t want her to see.The rest of the day went by relatively normally although it felt weird that everyone was their usual self while I seemed to have gone through a major paradigm shift. I began to relax as the evening wore on and we went through the normal routine of dinner and T.V. followed by everyone heading off to bed at their leisure. Geoff yawned mightily and stretched then announced that he too was going to bed. I tidied up while he was in the shower then headed to the bedroom myself.All afternoon I had been a hot, wet mess and when I got to bed I wasn’t much better. I tried talking to my husband, but he was clearly tired and not up for much of a conversation. I thought maybe I could talk him into a quickie before he fell asleep. I rolled over and began running my fingertips over his chest and stomach while I whispered in his ear.

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