Linda's Legacy - Sex Stories

Linda's Legacy

... kept up with me until he was certain my divorce was a done deal. Then he moved on to a new conquest of another married woman. I think her name was Maureen. It didn't matter. I'd already arranged to marry Jeff by then."

"Mom!"

"You need to understand the whole story. This isn't just about your father, and Mark the Asshole, because it goes on and on. Jeff was a good guy, but he was no Jim. I married him because he was there. I might have made it work, if I'd tried, but I didn't. I was committed to raising you and Tommy in the family home. That meant that I was only ever a part-time wife. I'd made up my mind that if Jeff loved me, then he'd accept it. He'd have to accept it. He had no choice, because he was a good guy. If he was a good husband, he'd go along with it. It didn't matter what he thought or how he felt. I was doing what I needed to do, for me. It wasn't supposed to affect our relationship. It was outside of our marriage, and he'd just have to deal with it. It didn't mean I loved him any less, and I wasn't really taking anything away from him. Do you hear me?"

"Mom!" I started to feel dizzy and sick again.

"I'm not finished. After Jeff, there was Danny. I decided that I needed a more open-ended relationship than I had with Jeff, if I was going to spend time away from the marriage. That's what attracted me to him. Danny was all about being open, if you understand what I mean. He was open to having other partners, since I wasn't always around. We weren't ...

... 'swingers,' not exactly. He just cheated on me and I turned a blind eye towards it. It was understood. I even accepted it as my penance. And things were fine. Mostly. I didn't love him. Not exactly. Not like that. I did a little, I guess, enough to marry him. Our arrangement lasted a while, but towards the end, when you two weren't so little anymore, I wasn't getting the attention I needed. He was too distracted with his other life. So, I sought that attention elsewhere, more deliberately, this time. I figured that if an 'open' marriage was good enough for him, then it was good enough for me. Surely, he'd cut me the same slack I'd allowed him for the last six or seven years, right? I was getting what I needed, and it wasn't affecting him. Well, no. I miscalculated. I could see the end coming, and that's when I started things with Glen."

"Mother, I don't need to know all this."

"Yes, honey, you do. Don't you see the pattern yet? Glen was a good man. He was the best of my husbands since your father. He tried. I tried. I really did. But I couldn't help myself. I took him for granted. I took too many liberties. I figured he'd forgive me, no matter what I did. Our biggest fight was after your wedding, which I'd spent basically ignoring him. I was too caught up with trying to reconcile with your father... not to get back with him or anything, just to get closure... and Jim had to point out to me that I wasn't attending to my husband. I was treating Glen with complete disregard. ...