The Price of Neglect Part 3
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It was, of course, bound to happen eventually, and probably sooner rather than later; but Cindy realized that her daughter had guessed that her mother's 'I'm going out with some friends' explanation, meant something a lot more than that! So one evening, after Willis had let her out of his car, she saw her daughter staring out the window at her---and she knew, right then and there, that she'd have to try and explain to her what was going on.
When Cindy got inside the house, and made it to the kitchen, her daughter was sitting there at the breakfast table waiting for her. Her daughter said nothing as her mom walked in. She just looked at her without speaking.
"Hey!" Cindy said, feeling a little bit like a teenager who's been caught sneaking in late after doing something her parents would not have approved of; and it was a strange feeling to have; and yet there was also an element of excitement, and also of relief that she was now going to have to come out about what was going on between her and Willis. She'd known this moment would arrive, and now it had.
"Where have you been?" Her daughter asked.
Cindy pulled a chair out and sat down at the kitchen table with her daughter, and sat for a moment in silence, trying to marshal her thoughts before she began to try and explain.
"Okay," she began. "Look. Your dad and I are having problems." Cindy looked up into her daughters face and waited to see if she would say anything. She didn't. So Cindy went on.
"Your dad and I are..." she paused again as if searching for the right word, "We're unhappy with each other."
Megan still didn't reply.
Cindy sat in silence, trying to put together an explanation for her daughter, but before she could speak again, Megan said: "You've been fucking Willis, haven't you?"
"Megan," Cindy began to try and explain, but before she could go on, Megan interrupted her by saying: I know you and dad haven't been happy in a long time. I've heard you both arguing and yelling at one another a lot. I think dad is an idiot. He's mean to you; selfish; a racist; and he's always tearing you down, as a woman. I know he's made you very miserable for a long time. So, I don't blame you for wanting to have some fun while away from him. I don't blame you for fucking Willis, either. Okay? Your still young enough, and beautiful enough, to want that! It's only natural! I get that. But what are you planning to do long term?"
Cindy was rather surprised at her daughters reaction. She didn't seem angry with her, and that surprised her. Of course, she and her daughter had always been close, which was something she treasured very much. Neither said anything for a few moments, and then Cindy looked up into her daughter's face and said: "You must think of me as a whore, or a slut."
Without a pause, Megan replied: "I don't think of you that way. Not at all."
Cindy stared into her daughters face for several seconds, studying her expression. Her daughter was reacting considerably different than she'd worried she would, and she felt less worried because of that.
"How do you see me Megan?"
"I see you as a beautiful woman who's dumb ass husband (MY FATHER) has treated you like dirt; who's always taken you for granted; who denigrates you; who doesn't realize how lucky he's been to have you. That's some of what I think. I also think that you shouldn't feel bad for liking to be with Willis. He seems to treat you way, way better than dad ever has.
Since started seeing him, your entire personality, your mood has totally changed---and for the better! Your happy now days. When you first got here, you were depressed; on edge; granny and I both could see it! And then...you began seeing Willis, and all that changed overnight! Literally!"
"So you don't see me as a bad mom? Or a whore?"
"I don't see you as any of that. I see you as a WOMAN, above and beyond being my mom; who needs things my dad has been too self-preoccupied and stupid to even consider."
"So, me seeing Willis isn't a problem for you?"
"It isn't."
Cindy pauses, considering how much more detail she should impart to her daughter; and then she says: "I no longer love your dad, Megan. That has been dead between he and I for a long time. And Willis---Willis had made me feel things (as a woman) I haven't felt in a long, long time, Megan. It's been like I've come back to life again. I feel like a young woman again. That's the effect of me seeing Willis. I, I need that. Do you understand? Your young and still beautiful, but I'm getting older by the day. I've felt like I was slowly being buried alive living day in and day out with your dad.
"He doesn't even really LOOK at me any more. It's like I'm not even there, and then when we do interact, it's by shouting and yelling. I just can't live like that any more, Megan. Do you understand?"
"Is Willis better in bed than dad?"
That question caught Cindy off-guard at first, but sensing her daughters sincerity, she answered: "Your dad is nothing like Willis."
"So, Willis fucks better?"
Again, Cindy was slightly surprised at her daughters rather sophisticated questions, but she replied: "Oh yes. Absolutely!"
"Was that too much information?" Cindy added.
"No. I was just wondering. So, are you, like, in love with Willis? Are you going to divorce dad? Are you going to move down here and live?"
"I'm not sure about any of that, Megan; but I do enjoy Willis' attention and company! He's made me feel good about myself again, and I haven't felt that in a long, long time. And I like it. In fact, I really NEED that."
"Dad was always tearing you down," Megan replied.
"Well, yes, that's true. We have been very unhappy together for a long time, and unhappy people tend to do that to each other. It's sad, but true; but I've tried to hold on to the marriage because of you. I didn't want you to have divorced parents, but there's been a price to pay to try and maintain what's basically dead."
"It's been you that's paid the price," Megan replied.
"No. Your dad has too, Megan. We BOTH have suffered, and though I'd rather not get divorced, and maybe that won't happen, though it might, it might---but whatever happens, I love you, and your dad does, too, in his own way. I know he does. But I want what I've found with Willis. I'm not going back to the depression I've been under for so long. I can't do that to myself any more.
I have no idea about the future of Willis and I (there may not be a future), but I know I want to be with him for now, and he feels the same way."
"Are you going to move in with him?"
"No. That would be too much for your granny! She'd never understand that. She likes Willis, and vice versa, but I don't think she could handle knowing that I'm sleeping with the black guy next door!" She smiled at that, and reached out and put her hand onto her daughters hand; and Megan took hold of her mom's hand in both of hers and said: "I think Willis is the best thing that's happened to you in a long time, mom; and I want you to be happy! I really, really do! Okay? And---you are NOT a 'whore!' Your not. Nor are you a 'slut!' Your sexual needs are natural, and normal, and should be met; which dad has never really done for you. That is not your problem. It's his problem; his fault for neglecting you---which he has! So don't feel ashamed that your with Willis, and enjoying what he gives you. Okay?"
Cindy was amazed, and greatly impressed, by her daughters mature, and affirming attitude regarding her and Willis. She felt the previous tension in her body fading as the two of them sat there talking, as few mothers and daughters do; and she found that rather wonderful! How many mothers could set and discuss that they were fucking another man, instead of their dad, and it not end up in acrimony? Not very many!
"Your dad would be SO angry to know I've been seeing another man, and that he's black would make him all the more angry!" Cindy said suddenly.
"I think it's great that he is black. But you're right, dad's head would explode! And it would serve him right, too!"
Megan also wanted to tell her mother that she'd fucked Willis, too; but she was so happy to see her mother happy, that she didn't want to disrupt it. She didn't want her mom to freak out that this same black man, who lived next door, had fucked her daughter, and was now fucking the mother! Megan would keep that detail to herself. If that promoted her mothers further happiness, then it was worth keeping that secret to herself---at least for the time being.
Cindy and Megan both were happy that they had, at last, had the conversation they had just had. It cleared the air for both of them. Megan would keep her mom's secret relationship with Willis, and her mom would continue to see him for as long as she could, or for as long as she was still there in Florida.
Megan came and hugged her mom. "I love you!" She said. "I love you, too, babe!" Her mom replied.
It was really late by then, and both needed a good nights sleep. But before they went to their separate rooms, Cindy turned to Megan and said: "Thank you!"
"Thank you for what?" Megan replied.
"Thank you for being the best daughter any mother could ever want!"
"I'm here for you, mom," Megan replied, and hugging her once more.
"I know, and I'm so grateful for that!"
"Don't worry, mom," Megan added. "Everything is going to be fine. It will. I believe that."
"So do it," Cindy replied. "I feel a lot better that we have got all of this out in the open. It's such a relief!"
"I'm sure it is. Honesty is better than trying to hide things."
"Absolutely," Megan's mom replied. "Now I need to get some sleep!"
"Willis will wear you out!" Megan replied.
Cindy turned to regard her for a second, and then said: "Yes. Ye he certainly has been!"
The End
It was, of course, bound to happen eventually, and probably sooner rather than later; but Cindy realized that her daughter had guessed that her mother's 'I'm going out with some friends' explanation, meant something a lot more than that! So one evening, after Willis had let her out of his car, she saw her daughter staring out the window at her---and she knew, right then and there, that she'd have to try and explain to her what was going on.
When Cindy got inside the house, and made it to the kitchen, her daughter was sitting there at the breakfast table waiting for her. Her daughter said nothing as her mom walked in. She just looked at her without speaking.
"Hey!" Cindy said, feeling a little bit like a teenager who's been caught sneaking in late after doing something her parents would not have approved of; and it was a strange feeling to have; and yet there was also an element of excitement, and also of relief that she was now going to have to come out about what was going on between her and Willis. She'd known this moment would arrive, and now it had.
"Where have you been?" Her daughter asked.
Cindy pulled a chair out and sat down at the kitchen table with her daughter, and sat for a moment in silence, trying to marshal her thoughts before she began to try and explain.
"Okay," she began. "Look. Your dad and I are having problems." Cindy looked up into her daughters face and waited to see if she would say anything. She didn't. So Cindy went on.
"Your dad and I are..." she paused again as if searching for the right word, "We're unhappy with each other."
Megan still didn't reply.
Cindy sat in silence, trying to put together an explanation for her daughter, but before she could speak again, Megan said: "You've been fucking Willis, haven't you?"
"Megan," Cindy began to try and explain, but before she could go on, Megan interrupted her by saying: I know you and dad haven't been happy in a long time. I've heard you both arguing and yelling at one another a lot. I think dad is an idiot. He's mean to you; selfish; a racist; and he's always tearing you down, as a woman. I know he's made you very miserable for a long time. So, I don't blame you for wanting to have some fun while away from him. I don't blame you for fucking Willis, either. Okay? Your still young enough, and beautiful enough, to want that! It's only natural! I get that. But what are you planning to do long term?"
Cindy was rather surprised at her daughters reaction. She didn't seem angry with her, and that surprised her. Of course, she and her daughter had always been close, which was something she treasured very much. Neither said anything for a few moments, and then Cindy looked up into her daughter's face and said: "You must think of me as a whore, or a slut."
Without a pause, Megan replied: "I don't think of you that way. Not at all."
Cindy stared into her daughters face for several seconds, studying her expression. Her daughter was reacting considerably different than she'd worried she would, and she felt less worried because of that.
"How do you see me Megan?"
"I see you as a beautiful woman who's dumb ass husband (MY FATHER) has treated you like dirt; who's always taken you for granted; who denigrates you; who doesn't realize how lucky he's been to have you. That's some of what I think. I also think that you shouldn't feel bad for liking to be with Willis. He seems to treat you way, way better than dad ever has.
Since started seeing him, your entire personality, your mood has totally changed---and for the better! Your happy now days. When you first got here, you were depressed; on edge; granny and I both could see it! And then...you began seeing Willis, and all that changed overnight! Literally!"
"So you don't see me as a bad mom? Or a whore?"
"I don't see you as any of that. I see you as a WOMAN, above and beyond being my mom; who needs things my dad has been too self-preoccupied and stupid to even consider."
"So, me seeing Willis isn't a problem for you?"
"It isn't."
Cindy pauses, considering how much more detail she should impart to her daughter; and then she says: "I no longer love your dad, Megan. That has been dead between he and I for a long time. And Willis---Willis had made me feel things (as a woman) I haven't felt in a long, long time, Megan. It's been like I've come back to life again. I feel like a young woman again. That's the effect of me seeing Willis. I, I need that. Do you understand? Your young and still beautiful, but I'm getting older by the day. I've felt like I was slowly being buried alive living day in and day out with your dad.
"He doesn't even really LOOK at me any more. It's like I'm not even there, and then when we do interact, it's by shouting and yelling. I just can't live like that any more, Megan. Do you understand?"
"Is Willis better in bed than dad?"
That question caught Cindy off-guard at first, but sensing her daughters sincerity, she answered: "Your dad is nothing like Willis."
"So, Willis fucks better?"
Again, Cindy was slightly surprised at her daughters rather sophisticated questions, but she replied: "Oh yes. Absolutely!"
"Was that too much information?" Cindy added.
"No. I was just wondering. So, are you, like, in love with Willis? Are you going to divorce dad? Are you going to move down here and live?"
"I'm not sure about any of that, Megan; but I do enjoy Willis' attention and company! He's made me feel good about myself again, and I haven't felt that in a long, long time. And I like it. In fact, I really NEED that."
"Dad was always tearing you down," Megan replied.
"Well, yes, that's true. We have been very unhappy together for a long time, and unhappy people tend to do that to each other. It's sad, but true; but I've tried to hold on to the marriage because of you. I didn't want you to have divorced parents, but there's been a price to pay to try and maintain what's basically dead."
"It's been you that's paid the price," Megan replied.
"No. Your dad has too, Megan. We BOTH have suffered, and though I'd rather not get divorced, and maybe that won't happen, though it might, it might---but whatever happens, I love you, and your dad does, too, in his own way. I know he does. But I want what I've found with Willis. I'm not going back to the depression I've been under for so long. I can't do that to myself any more.
I have no idea about the future of Willis and I (there may not be a future), but I know I want to be with him for now, and he feels the same way."
"Are you going to move in with him?"
"No. That would be too much for your granny! She'd never understand that. She likes Willis, and vice versa, but I don't think she could handle knowing that I'm sleeping with the black guy next door!" She smiled at that, and reached out and put her hand onto her daughters hand; and Megan took hold of her mom's hand in both of hers and said: "I think Willis is the best thing that's happened to you in a long time, mom; and I want you to be happy! I really, really do! Okay? And---you are NOT a 'whore!' Your not. Nor are you a 'slut!' Your sexual needs are natural, and normal, and should be met; which dad has never really done for you. That is not your problem. It's his problem; his fault for neglecting you---which he has! So don't feel ashamed that your with Willis, and enjoying what he gives you. Okay?"
Cindy was amazed, and greatly impressed, by her daughters mature, and affirming attitude regarding her and Willis. She felt the previous tension in her body fading as the two of them sat there talking, as few mothers and daughters do; and she found that rather wonderful! How many mothers could set and discuss that they were fucking another man, instead of their dad, and it not end up in acrimony? Not very many!
"Your dad would be SO angry to know I've been seeing another man, and that he's black would make him all the more angry!" Cindy said suddenly.
"I think it's great that he is black. But you're right, dad's head would explode! And it would serve him right, too!"
Megan also wanted to tell her mother that she'd fucked Willis, too; but she was so happy to see her mother happy, that she didn't want to disrupt it. She didn't want her mom to freak out that this same black man, who lived next door, had fucked her daughter, and was now fucking the mother! Megan would keep that detail to herself. If that promoted her mothers further happiness, then it was worth keeping that secret to herself---at least for the time being.
Cindy and Megan both were happy that they had, at last, had the conversation they had just had. It cleared the air for both of them. Megan would keep her mom's secret relationship with Willis, and her mom would continue to see him for as long as she could, or for as long as she was still there in Florida.
Megan came and hugged her mom. "I love you!" She said. "I love you, too, babe!" Her mom replied.
It was really late by then, and both needed a good nights sleep. But before they went to their separate rooms, Cindy turned to Megan and said: "Thank you!"
"Thank you for what?" Megan replied.
"Thank you for being the best daughter any mother could ever want!"
"I'm here for you, mom," Megan replied, and hugging her once more.
"I know, and I'm so grateful for that!"
"Don't worry, mom," Megan added. "Everything is going to be fine. It will. I believe that."
"So do it," Cindy replied. "I feel a lot better that we have got all of this out in the open. It's such a relief!"
"I'm sure it is. Honesty is better than trying to hide things."
"Absolutely," Megan's mom replied. "Now I need to get some sleep!"
"Willis will wear you out!" Megan replied.
Cindy turned to regard her for a second, and then said: "Yes. Ye he certainly has been!"
The End
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