Lies, Old and New - Sex Stories

Lies, Old and New

... course she would--Tami stepped up and wrapped her own arms around Jillian's waist from behind, holding her like she'd done so many times as an innocent, ignorant child.

"Baby, I can't imagine how hard all this has to be on you." The woman sniffled and gave a little, half-choked laugh in her ear. "Maybe as hard as the life you had to live with me and Chad, I suppose. A mom that never accepted the existence that her choices led to, and a dad that only pretended he'd gotten what he wanted... it had to have been a nightmare, and I wish... oh god, I wish I could take so much back, and do everything right..."

"Mom..." Jillian groaned out the word, and it felt like a jagged ball of metal was tearing free from her throat.

Tami just squeezed her tighter. "But I did do something right. I hadyou." Gently, Jillian was prodded to turn, and she went with it like she was on auto-pilot. Staring into her mom's weepy eyes made hers water up all over again. "My daughter. The greatest daughter I ever could have asked for, and I don't regret that for one single, solitary instant."

Jillian didn't have it in her to rail and scream anymore, so she just staggered over to a wall to lean against it, eased but ready for... whatever. She took in her mom and Bash, watched them instinctively reach out and entwine their fingers together, and sighed. "Christ, what does this even mean?"

Surprisingly--or maybe not--they seemed ready for the question. By some unspoken agreement, Tami was the one ...

... who answered. "Honey... I won't go back to your... to Chad. I can't. Not when I'm finally with..." Her hand squeezed again, then she slipped it out of Bash's with visible reluctance. "Chad, goddamn, he manipulated and... and went at me when I was vulnerable and used my desperation to get me to play house with him..."

She cut off her rant and took a quavering breath, then focused back on her offspring. "But Bastian... Bash and I, we have no expectations for you. There's no... no fairytale ending where you run off with the good, kind, virtuous parents that you've been looking for your whole life. God, I hate it, but you have to... it's a choice of which cracked and broken people you want to be with."

Her eyes flicked away as her voice lowered. "If any of us."

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What happened after that was like watching a movie. Jillian saw herself say something, something about truth, whatever the hell that was, saw herself dash out of that office, saw herself jump into her old beater and race back to her house, and saw herself hunt frantically for her father until she saw herself standing in front of him, looking down as he lay bunched nearly into a ball on his bed.

Then she heard the question emerge that was as horrible as it was necessary.

"Did you ever want me, or did you just really want to fuck my mom?"

Chad was still for an excruciatingly long time, long enough that she almost sliced off another sliver of her soul to ask the question again, but he finally ...