Sept 13, 2011: Caught

Here’s a summary of what happened today. When I went to Molly's this morning around 10:00, she had to be at the college for a few hours of classes. While she was gone, she wanted me to do some things around her house and gave me a list; standard house cleaning stuff, but a lot of it to do with Sheryl’s room. Molly wanted it all finished by the time she got home around 2:30. She told me Sheryl flew out of town Monday on business and would not be home until 4:00 or 4:30.

Molly planned to fuck me when she got home from classes. She left; I plunged into the list of chores and thought about sex with Molly.

I was cleaning the kitchen counters when I heard the garage door go up. I looked at the clock and it was 1:22. I thought Molly was early; but to my total surprise, Sheryl walked in. She asked what I was doing here; I told her then said something about I wasn’t expecting you so soon. She said she got an earlier flight. She bluntly said it seemed odd that I was cleaning house because Molly told me to. She took her suitcase to her bedroom. I knew her room was immaculate, fresh sheets on the bed, bathroom cleaned, laundry folded on her dresser, and the room vacuumed. She came back and asked me if I did it. I said yes.

She gave me a cold stare and said we need to have a talk about what’s going on because when she walked in, I looked like I’d seen a ghost. Apparently I was expecting something different. She had me follow her back to her bedroom and opened her bureau drawer where I’ve seen Molly get her toys. She showed me her strappy and asked if I’d seen this before. I went into dumb mode but I know the look on my face said guilty. Sheryl said don’t lie to me; there seems to be a correlation between some of my visits and the times she's found the strappy out of place and not exactly clean.

She kept staring holes through me. I started to say something but broke down in tears and sat on the edge of the bed, held my head in my hands and sobbed. I said I’m sorry over and over. She asked specifically if I had sex with her daughter. I nodded yes. She went “gawd in heaven” and asked how long has this been going on? I said this summer. She said bullshit. I said a couple of years; the January before she turned 16 in February. She said we’re getting to the bottom of this.

She drilled me with questions but I was so choked up I couldn’t answer. When I finally regained some composure, we moved to the living room and she fixed us a drink. She asked again how this whole thing started. I spilled out how I met Molly, her taunting phone calls to me for weeks before we actually met, and the first meeting for sex at my house. She asked about Stephanie’s involvement and any other friends. I gave her honest answers. She asked for names; I told her the ones I could remember at that moment. She said I was a regular tramp. She asked what we did. I told her I’m Molly's sub. She fucks me; I eat her plus a lot of humiliation. She asked if the handcuffs were part of this and I replied yes plus some other tied up stuff and spankings. She asked where we met to fuck (was livid that we fucked at her house) and some other things I can’t remember.

Molly came home about 3:00. Sheryl told me to keep quiet. When Molly saw us she went blank. I knew this was not something she planned. Sheryl told her she knew everything. Molly sat there expressionless then nonchalantly said, okay so I fuck Eve, what’s the issue? Sheryl got really pissed.

Sheryl told me to leave the room, go downstairs while she talked to Molly. I did and figured I’d seen the last of Molly. I felt awful. A few minutes later Sheryl summoned me back upstairs. Molly looked like nothing had happened and actually gave me a look like this is no big deal. Sheryl told me to go home because they had things to discuss and needed complete privacy and not to call Molly since she now had her cell phone.

She did ask if I was okay to drive home. I said yes, thank you. then she told me not to do anything stupid and after she's talked more with Molly she’d decide how to deal with me. I left around 4:00, came home and cried more.

Sheryl called me (on Molly's phone) around 8:30 this evening while I was writing this. They were still talking. She told me this will remain a private matter and will be settled between us. Involving outside authorities will do no good at this point. However, some things are going to change. She’s taking tomorrow off and told me to see her around 10:30, that we would have an adult talk. I told her okay, I’d be there.

In retrospect, Sheryl, to her credit, did not loose her temper, remained composed and never yelled at me nor did she ever threaten me even though I could tell she was seething.

Nonetheless, I feel like shit right now. I am not happy to say the least. I’ll keep my other thoughts to myself.