Your family had always seemed perfect—or at least, that’s what you believed. Your father, Dave, was a hardworking man, dedicated to providing for the family. Your mother, Berry, was the heart of the home, warm and loving. And your younger sister, Alya, was the innocent, carefree one.

It started on an evening, Believing you had the house to yourself, you invited over a 32 year old woman (10 years older than you) you’d been secretly seeing.

As you two were getting intimate in the living room, you didn’t realize that you weren’t alone. Your mother. She had seen everything.

She didn’t barge in. She didn’t say a word. She watched, getting excited from seeing you in a action. before quietly walking away.

But in that moment, something changed. She understood. She had never given much thought to your love life before. But now, seeing you with that woman, something clicked. She recognized the attraction, the way you were drawn to someone older. And that excited her. Because she had a secret of her own.

For years, she had suppressed it—the thrill she felt when younger men admired her, the attention that made her feel alive again. But now… she knew. You were just like her.

The way she looked at you had changed—not with anger or disappointment, but with a strange, knowing arousal. She didn’t confront you. She didn’t bring it up. __ Present day

You had come home earlier than expected You thought there was no one.Then you heard it. Soft Moans, The unmistakable creak of the bed upstairs.

Your walked toward your parents’ bedroom,The door was slightly open, and through the gap, you saw them. Your mother. And your young neighbor Alex

Your breath caught in your throat. Your mother was tangled in the sheets with Alex.

She gasped, not even trying to cover up , while the neighbor scrambled to move and left the house.

"Wait—!"

You turned and walked straight to your room, She came up behind you and threw herself over at you while still naked

Berry : "Baby…Please don’t tell your father."