I love my girlfriend, her sister and brother are good friends with me too, I hang out with them during the summer days, and spend time with my lady in the e ending, going out, movies, dinners etc.

During a period of weakness, when my GF and I were fighting for a few days, her Mother and I casually fooled around, nothing serious, just hookups, and some teasing. Her mother is a yoga instructor, and physical therapist, she takes good care of herself and it shows, she has a little more muscle than I’m comfortable with girls having, but it didn’t detract from her pretty face.

I knew her mother was of questionable morals from the get go, having three kids, one from another man who isn’t her husband, while she herself is early 30-something herself (I suspect she was a wild child, as a teenager), no father figure for these kids in the picture because he is off overseas in the service (good for him).

I love my Gf, I really do, and I regret that I slept with her mom, but I can’t seem to feel bad about having been attracted to her, or that the two of us idly fun-flirting could have led to several hookups. Part of me feels shame for doing things behind my gf’s back, just because we were fighting at the time, and knowing her mother was physically starved made approaching Her easy.

A little while ago, her mom told me she might be pregnant, she hasn’t had her period yet, but she doesn’t want me to act on it, she wants me to just ignore it and wait until her husband gets home so she can sleep with him, and pass it off as his, this way it keeps peace in the house and won’t create any bad blood between her and her daughter.

It is clear to me this isn’t the first time she has done this, and makes me wonder if any of the girls (my Gf and her little sis) are actually her husband’s own kids (the brother I know isn’t, he was a product of a one night stand, even before she was married, this is no secret to anyone, but he isn’t looked badly upon for this, as he is still mother’s first born son, and will probably be living in his own apartment by the end of the year in all honesty).

Thinking about this keeps me up at night, it messes with my head, I don’t want to tell my g/f that I did her mom, I’m trying to clean up and get my life together for her, but every time I see her mom, even in passing, I just can’t help but wonder what is going on with her.

I feel I have to tell someone, might as well be the internet, maybe I’ll be able to sleep tonight.