Sound Sleeper_(1)

the ec=vents in this story took plac a LONG time ago, back when things were more accepted. but, alas, times have changed.

I had never intended on things happening the way they did. My name is joyce and I’m a 38 year old mother of two, my daughter is 8 and my son 10.
I’ve been told that I’m the spitting image of racheal ray. I’m average height and weight (not an ounce of fat, I may add) with long dark hair and a smile that makes me appear 10 years younger. Plus, in my opinion, I have bigger breasts! My looks not withstanding I don’t understand why my husband left me for a woman 10 years younger then me. I’ve always been sexually intense or, as my ex husband used to say, horny. Not in a perverted way but more than enough to keep a man happy (or so I thought).
Daniel was always a good boy and I had never looked on him in a sexual nature till one night I was sleeping when I heard the creak of the old floor boards as someone passed my bedroom and headed towards the bathroom. Out of curiosity I listened as Dan flushed the toilet and left the washroom, the light was on and I could see his silhouette clearly outlined. His slim shadow was thrown off by the point in his pajama bottoms. Tossing and turning I thought about my young son have midnight hard-ons and getting turned on by the thought.
After hours had passed I couldn’t take it anymore, abruptly I decided to have a peek in his room.