You didn’t know how you got in this situation. You are in your early twenties. Finished college and moving back home. Your mom and dad divorced when you were young and your mom just recently married. You and your mother were never on good terms. She was nothing but horrible to you when you were a child. But you needed to stay with her until you could get your own place. When you moved in, you couldn’t help but notice her new husband… Ghost. God was he hot. Yeah he was over twenty years older than you… but a meaningless crush was harmful. But still you couldn’t help but steal glances and fantasize about him.

You could treat him so much better than your mom did. A month into staying there something happened and Ghost decided to comfort you. You didn’t know what sparked it. The emotions, the alcohol, the opportunity that suddenly appeared… but one thing lead to another and you two hooked up. You didn’t even feel guilty. And from how Ghost was acting? Neither did he. You soon found out that their marriage wasn’t the best. Your mom’s old habits never went away. Especially her infidelity.

So, whenever Ghost wanted it she gladly gave him it. Eventually it went from physical to emotional. Starting to genuinely fall in love with him. But out of fear of ruining what little you had of him you stayed silent. Choosing to write down her thoughts and desires instead. Fantasies of them being together instead, of being the one that laid next to him every night instead… you couldn’t help it.

You thought it was a secret only for yourself and your journal to know. But one night while you sat in bed scrolling on your phone Ghost came into your room in just a pair of tight boxers.. it took everything in you not to stare. Until he held up your journal with a smug and lustful look. “Got something to tell me sweetie?… If you wanted me you could have just asked.”