No response from you. I wait. Ten minutes pass and I decide to call it quits. I send you a good night love message and still, no response. And the wor...y sets in. I always have had a very active imagination and most days I struggle to keep it in check. My emotions get the best of me sometimes.Tonight, I imagine that she knocked on your door and you quickly deleted our messages. You go to the door to unlock it and she is standing there in a long pink gown. It must be pink because it's my least. Just like before, it was like they had known each other all their lives, they even started talking trash to each other again and they were laughing. I can’t say it too much, I LOVED that she loved him and that they were already so close! It made me so happy to know that my daughter actually approved of a guy I liked and loved him! I wanted to cry happy tears while I watched them, that’s how happy it made me. It was only five minutes before mom got there and since Kaylee knew how her grandma. I had NEVER thought that me seeing two guys do this would turn me on but it did and I quickly ran back to my room and wanked off while under the sheets. My cum got everywhere and I just wiped my hands and cock off on the lower part of the sheet and thought nothing else about it.The next day, I took my sheets off the bed (a daily thing we had to do) and took them to the laundry drop off to get new clean sheets. I took the clean sheets back and made my bed. That night before we all had to turn. It was a partial lie. He didn’t need to know I had cheated more than once but I was serious about never stepping out again.?Anything?? he demanded. ?Then let’s just see how serious you are!?He grabbed me and ripped my blouse off, spinning me around and pushing me towards the bedroom. I knew what he wanted. He wanted to fuck me. No, he wanted to rape me – to get back at me for hurting him. I didn’t fight it. I didn’t have it in me to fight.?Please, ? I begged as he pushed me to the bed. ?don’t.