Mom having an affair.


My dad used to be a great guy, always liked to joke around and tried to see both sides of every story. The past couple years, he has become a prick! He gets pissed off at stupid shit and just a negative asshole to everyone.

My dad travels from time to time and is gone for three or four days at a time. My mom used to say how much she hated when he traveled, now I think she is glad when he leaves. About six months ago my dad was going to be out of town for three days. My mom helped him pack but she didn't say she was sad to see him go.

One night after my dad went away I was going to stay at my friend's house and just hang out and have a good time. My friend started feeling bad and by 11pm he was in the bathroom being sick. I didn't want to be around him and decided I would just go home, we would get together when he was feeling better. It was only about a mile to my house and I decided to walk, the weather was warm and I could use some exercise anyway.

When I finally turned onto my street I noticed a strange car in the driveway parked next to my mom's car. As I got closer I didn't recognize it being any of my family members cars. The closer I got the slower I walked as I continued trying to figure who's car it was. It was just after midnight now as I walked into the yard.

For some weird reason I decided to go into the house from the basement, maybe for the simple fact there wasn't any lights on in the living room. If my mom had company they weren't in the living room.

I unlocked the basement door as quietly as I could and came inside. I had a small penlight on my keychain and flicked it on to see my way around. I made my way up the steps slowly, the steps creaked with every step I took.

Once at the top of the stairs there was a door that opened into the kitchen, I gently turned the handle so it wouldn't make too much noise as I pushed the door open slowly as well. The kitchen was dark as the rest of the downstairs was, which was unusual when my dad went away on trips, mom felt better having a light on downstairs.

I barely stepped into the kitchen when I heard noise from up above me. All the bedrooms were on the second floor and that's where there noise was coming from. The stairs going up were all carpeted, but I still eased my way them very slowly. The sound I heard was even more noticeable with every step I took.

By the time I reached the top I heard a voice and it was my mom's for sure, she wasn't speaking, I thought maybe she was crying. Then I heard another sound, and this wasn't from my mom, it was a man's voice.

The bedroom door was about halfway open, there was a weird glow coming from the room. It took me a second to figure it was a candle burning somewhere within the room. So slowly I took each step until I was standing in the dark outside my mom's bedroom. I could hear the male voice grunting, my mom's voice was urgent sounding. One half step more and I could now peak around the door to my mom's bedroom.

The candle burned brightly sitting on top of her dresser, in the middle of the bed was my mom splayed out with a guy between her legs fucking her. My mom had her legs wrapped around his waist as he began to slam his cock into.

She begged him not to stop, I heard my mom say she was going to cum again. I could hear his pelvis slamming into her harder suddenly, my mom was moaning with pleasure. The guy gave my mom everything she wanted and more, just pounded into her savagely.

Suddenly the guy said he was going to cum as he penetrated her. My mom urged him to cum, told him to cum inside of her. He slammed his cock into her faster and the with a single forward thrust he seemed to freeze a moment later. I heard my mom gasping for the guy to give her all of his cum.

I almost forgot myself and stayed there looking at them, I was so turned on watching my mom being fucked and the way she enjoyed it. My own cock was fully engorged as I slowly turned around to make my way downstairs again.

I made my way back to the basement and eased my way outside. I found the large bush next to the house and waited. I wanted to see the guy when he came out and who it was. About 30mins later he came out and got into his car and left quickly. I didn't recognize the guy at all but I knew one thing, he was young! From what I could tell he looked to be in his mid to late twenties easily.

I sat there a few more minutes and then called my mom. I told her my friend was sick and that I was coming home, I was letting her know so she wouldn't think it was a break in. Her voice was a bit unsteady and mom said she would be up when I got there.

I sat outside for about another 30mins before I made my way to the front door. Mom was in the kitchen in her robe, she seemed a bit edgy but glad I was ok. We made a bit of small talk and then I went to bed.

The next morning my mom got a couple of text messages as we ate breakfast, the smile on her face told me who they were from. Obviously I never said anything, and I had the feeling my mom was meeting the guy whenever she had the chance even when my dad wasn't out of town.