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LAST MORNING AT THE BEACH HOUSE ~ The REAL reason I ended my relationship with Mom
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My date with Namita was Tuesday night. I'd just got home that afternoon. Our
reservation is at 8pm and I tried to get some sleep in before I had
to pretty myself up. I'd slept barely a wink Monday night and woke Mommy up Tuesday morning to make love with her 'one last time'. I reigned my tears in
as best I could, but sobbed deeply while she showered later. I pulled
myself back together and made breakfast, our last together as lovers. I
spent the trip home with my head in her lap being petted like a kitten.
Instead of just dropping me off at my place, Mom came in and had some
tea with me. She was tired and worn from the trip and the emotions of
the moment, so I massaged her shoulders and neck. . . .and Somehow we
ended up making love 'one last time' all over again. As we were laying
in each others arms in the afterglow of our Actually Last last time we
talked about the sacrifice we were making and why. She made it clear
that I could stay with her if that's what I really wanted. Breaking up
was a choice, and I could still choose not to go through with it. But we
both knew what this really came down to. There was little to no chance
that we would not be eventually found out, and Mom would quite literally
be ruined. But aside from that danger, I just could not in good conscience bring children into my
incestuous relationship, and I WANT children.
This was the main thing
really, I had to give up Mom as my lover to have the babies I want, and
the grandchildren she Also wants. I kissed Mom goodbye at the door,
saying a last goodbye to her as the best lover I ever had. I hope my
children never know the sacrifice I made for them that day, they would
probably never understand.
Later that evening I daubed the tears from my eyes and applied my eyeliner, waiting for
the curling iron to heat up. I hadn't dated anyone in a year, and I
felt so lonely and sad. Poor Namita knew nothing of my troubles, she was
just some beautiful young kid looking forward to having a nice evening
with me. I held the cross around my neck for a minute and prayed for
strength from Jesus, as I so often do. No matter how small we may be,
there is the Divine light of God in each of us, and reminding ourselves
of that connection is sometimes the only strength we have.
~ Tabby
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Posted on : Aug 2, 2017
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