. what needed to be said had been voiced.He stared at me for a long while before he asked, "So if I was not your son... ?"The question struck me like ... physical blow - was it true, if Robert had been a neighbour he and I would be living some of the bawdy fantasies I imagined each and every day?No - if he had been a neighbour, there would not be the intimacy that lay between us as it was now. Even without the obvious sexual tension that lay in our home, we had been a close and loving family of. It's girl code," she said with a grin. "Girl code?! You already told me you knew we hooked up." Clearly, Karen wanted to have this conversation and my quip allowed her to do so. "Alright, alright. She did say, you were good at shall we say, going down, but that you didn't cum. And that she did a lot to try and make you cum." I laughed. "Now you know why I was nervous." Since Carrie was so detailed I figured the whole prohibition against kissing and telling was out the window. I said,. She said “no” then I understood everything he is using her like a prostitute and not giving money useless piece of shit. She asked why and I said “I gave him some money to return it to you. Just asking” mom said “I will ask him” then I finished my day and during night mother received a call and as expected abdul called and he said that when mom was free and that three of his friends will come for having fun with you. So generally any woman would feel insecure but my foolish mom said “yes” and I. Life was great, good job, loving wife, and great sex. Neither one of us was a virgin when we married. So I was very surprised when she started on this ‘fantasy’ thing.I slept on the couch for about a week and finally had enough. I confronted Cathy with what was fueling my anger and stated that I was going to look for another apartment until she got her head out of her ass and told me where the swinging or sharing ideas came from.That really did not go over well, Cathy sat down hard on the couch.