She was worried about paying me back and I told her I had an idea if she was up for it. Explained it to her and again,she was in agrement."So you're t...lling me my mom is your sex slave whenever you want sex? Everytime you fuck her,does that knock a "payment" off? How can you do this to my dad,your "brother" as you call him? Do you know how devestated he'd be if he found out you were fucking my mom?" Maddie,look,your mom had every chance to get up and walk ot of my place that first time. Did. ” They kissed again.“How do you feel?” he asked.“I feel so content, no amount of shit from my mother will disturb me.”“I’ll give you a call later tonight to see how things went.”“I love it when you call me in the evening.”“I’ll get out of your hair,” he said. “Enjoy your Sunday.”Adam placed the call and it rang through. He heard Kara’s soft alto voice. “Hullo...”“Kara -- it’s Adam.”“Oh, hi. I have some news.”“I tried calling Sunday and Monday but it kept going to voice mail.”“Sunday I was out. She suddenly froze. "What?!" she asked, probabley uncertain about what she had just heard."I fucked her," I repeated."My god! DAD! Don't even joke around about that!" She yelled. I was a bit amused by her reaction. She seemed a bit confused as she sat eating her sandwich, not knowing if she should take what I said seriously. She ate quickly, not really looking at me the entire time.Just as she finished, the doorbell rang and Farah quickly went to answer it. I knew it was Jackie, because I heard. My crotch ached.Jerry had rinsed out and hung up my red dress. I checked it for remnants of my drunken eruption of margarita and meatball. There were none I could find.I had to hurry. This was my first day as the newly-elected treasurer of a Christian charity in Kansas City. I desperately wanted to do a good job. My service on the Board of Directors was my ticket to freedom from my husband for an occasional night away from home. Despite my hangover and my fear that a big, red "A" for adultery.