Indiscretions Chapter 7 Part 1

I look at my wife and daughter. The two of them don’t utter any other protest after my previous outburst. I hope they finally realize the dire circumstances that our family is in. I’m doing this for our family harmony.

“I consider your silence as an agreement. Tomorrow, the three of us will go to the psychiatrist that I have booked,” I say.

Jessica is about to say something, but after I glare at her, she stays silent like a good girl.

Jessica grits her teeth in frustration. “If you don’t have any more announcements, I will excuse myself from here. I think I want to smoke as much as I can before the psychiatrist tells me that smoking is bad and wants me to stop,” Jessica says sarcastically before she walks away from the room.

There is only Lisa, and I am left in the room.

Lisa crosses her arms on her chest. She looks at me with suspicion. “So, where did you meet this psychiatrist? Is this psychiatrist a man or a woman?”

“She’s a woman, her name is Dr. Rachel Macmillan. I was introduced to her by my friend at work. You know my coworker Stephanie, right? She was the one who recommended this psychiatrist. I have checked her and even got a session with her; she’s a helpful and professional one. She helped me to realize the issue with our family. It was why I booked another session for you and Jessica.” I answer with some lies that I had previously prepared for this moment.

Lisa shows a complicated expression on her face and lets out a sigh. “Honestly, Paul, if your purpose is to solve our family’s issue, we should go to a marriage counselor instead of a psychiatrist. Do you think there is something wrong with my mind that makes you think I need a psychiatrist to fix my mind?”

“No, I don’t mean that. Dr. Rachel is also a capable marriage counselor. She was well-versed in both mental health subjects and familial issue matters, hence why I picked her.” This isn’t a lie; Ray is well-versed in mental health subjects. As for familial issue matters, based on her word, she was not an expert on it, but she could do a family counseling session just fine as long as it’s not straying too far from the common issues. Based on it, she is good enough for this job.

“Okay then, we will go to the psychiatrist you choose tomorrow. I admit that our current situation isn’t good for the family. And a professional one like a psychiatrist can be someone we need to be our mediator.”

I let out a breath of relief after hearing that Lisa is okay with the plan. She seems to be less angry toward me; that’s a good sign. I’m confident enough that with Ray’s help, my family will go back to normal in no time.

“Oh, you will still sleep in your study tonight. I still feel uncomfortable sharing the same bed with you.” Lisa says before she walks back to our master bedroom.

Just when I think I can sleep in our master bedroom again tonight. Well, I had no problem with that arrangement, I think I’m getting used to sleeping in another place that is not our master bedroom. I even think being alone in my study is better for our current situation, so I can watch the video Mistress Noir gave me. Not because I’m a pervert, I watch them to get some leads about what the vile corruptor wants to do.

Thinking about clues, I then remember the unknown car that stopped on Harmony’s driveway this morning. I should have asked Lisa about it. Lisa should have seen who the visitors were. But I fear that if I asked about it right now, Lisa would think that I am overly insecure and controlling. I will just ask her subtly after the therapy.

The next morning.

This is the first time I had a good sleep for the whole night since Lisa and Jessica started to go ‘rogue’ with the bad girl act. I have a good feeling that this therapy session will go great.

I am the first one to finish dressing up. I am neatly dressed in a suit. I know we will go to therapy, and maybe looking casual is better. It is often advised to wear something that makes you feel most comfortable when you are about to go to therapy. The thing is, I am the most confident and comfortable in a suit.

I am waiting for my wife and daughter to finish dressing up. I’m waiting for about ten minutes before my daughter comes downstairs to the living room.

Jessica getup makes me frown.

“Young lady, you understand where we will go today, right? And for god sake, what are you wearing?” I yell at Jessica with dissatisfaction.

Jessica is wearing a skimpy crop top and a flared miniskirt. Her legs are clad in fishnet stockings and black boots. Her makeup is thick and dark. She looks like the typical troublemaker goth slut instead of a good girl I used to remember.

“Yes, father, I know well that we will go to a psychiatrist. I am doing you a favor by dressing like a bad girl, so the psychiatrist will know that you have a problematic daughter. What is the use of hiding it by dressing like a good girl?” Jessica answered.

“No, I don’t want to see you wearing this kind of clothes. Go, change into a proper dress!” I command her.

“No need. You are fine wearing that dress, Jessica,” Lisa walks into the room and interjects.

I feel a bit relieved when I see Lisa doesn’t follow our daughter’s footsteps by wearing something outrageous and inappropriate. Lisa is wearing a long-sleeved black dress. The dress was quite modest with its skirt ending below the knee, but it is still quite body-conscious. I admit that Lisa looks good in that. There is just one thing that makes me frown; instead of her usual cross necklace, she is wearing a necklace with a spade pendant. The same kind of spade like Harmony and the girl from Club Venus had. But I am far too occupied with Jessica's shenanigans that I put the matter regarding the spade necklace Lisa wore behind in my mind, and not something urgent that I needed to address.

Lisa continues, “I heard her. What she said is right. Why do you want to hide that Jessica is a bad girl now? Letting the psychiatrist know that she is a problematic girl is better than hiding it. Isn’t our purpose for going to the psychiatrist to fix our familial differences and problems? Forcing her to dress like a good girl will not solve the root of the problem.”

I relent after hearing Lisa's words. Maybe there is some truth to her argument, but even so, I am still quite disheartened to let my daughter parade her body like a rebellious goth slut. I just hope that Ray has ‘turning a bad girl into a good girl’ therapy.

“Okay, I'll let you wear that dress this time, but that doesn't mean I'll let you wear it anytime. Don’t test my bottom line, don't try to hide behind your mom's back.” I warned Jessica.

Great. My good mood is destroyed by Jessica. Now, I just want us to get to Rachel's place quickly so this kind of madness will stop.

“Ok, let's go. If we don't depart quickly, I may not be able to stop myself to bitch about what Jessica’s wearing again.”

When the three of us walk to our driveway, as usual, I see Harmony in her yard. Harmony is currently talking with Catherine Lowell. When I see Catherine, my heart almost stops for a moment. The image of the ‘MILF’ from the video juxtaposed perfectly with her. Her body figure, her hairstyle, and color all match the ‘MILF’ from the video. I have tried my hardest to not see Catherine as the ‘MILF’ from the video, but right now, it comes back to me. And if Catherine is the ‘MILF’, so Slut#1 should be Sheila, and then Slut#2…No, if I think like that, it means not only my family, but also our HOA has already fallen into Mistress Noir’s hands. I won’t believe that our HOA has fallen. Our HOA is a bastion of morality and conservatism. Catherine is a paragon of morals; she isn’t a big slut like the MILF. But what she is wearing currently makes me a bit shaken in my belief. Catherine is in a skintight sports jumpsuit that is intended to show off her body figure. It outlines her big tits and bubbly buttocks.

Lisa pinches my waist and breaks me from my daze. “Don’t leer. Do you like them dressing so sexy, Paul? I can change my clothes to wear something sexier too, maybe something slutty like what Jessica wears.”

I don’t know whether Lisa is threatening me or tempting me, but it is effective to tear my attention from Harmony and Catherine.

Harmony and Catherine seem to finally notice our presence.

“Good morning, everyone. I see that the Bensons are ready to go on a vacation.” Harmony greets us.

“Not a vacation, unfortunately,” Jessica replies before I can say anything to them.

I glared at my daughter. I am just about to tell them that ‘yes, we will go on a vacation’ instead of telling them the truth that we are going to a psychiatrist. Telling them the truth that we are about to go to a psychiatrist will be quite embarrassing. I am always proud that our family always shows itself as a harmonious family to outsiders.

“Not a vacation?” Harmony asks in a puzzled tone.

“No…no…we are going on a vacation, it’s just Jessica dislikes the destination, so she said that we aren’t going on vacation. Okay, we need to go now. See you later, lovely ladies,” I reply and try to make my escape as quickly as possible.

“Yes, I dislike the destination. Who the hell thinks going to the psychiatrist is a nice vacation destination? I certainly don’t. And why are we in such a rush? Do you not want people to know that we are going to a psychiatrist, Daddy? Jessica responds by telling these two the truth I don’t want them to know.

“Shut your mouth, Jessica! Go into the car right now! I will deal with you later,” I snap and yell angrily at my daughter. Little bitch has made me embarrassed. I swear that even if Lisa protects her, I will teach her a lesson that makes her regret what she just did.

Jessica seems to glare at me back, but Lisa drags her away to the car. I wonder when the little bitch became so rebellious? My sweet daughter Jessica used to be so obedient.

Harmony smiles at me, and somehow I feel that it is such an ominous smile as if she is happy that I face this trouble. “Calm down, Mr. Benson. We don’t hear anything. You can go on your vacation with your family, Mr. Benson,” Harmony interjects and stops the situation from escalating further.

I just smile wryly at them. I know well what her words mean. It doesn't mean they don't hear anything, but they will pretend that they hear nothing for our consideration. It sounds good, but actually not as good as it sounds. We will never know when they will reveal the secret to others without us knowing. But what can I do? I can only trust that they will stay true to their words and not blabber around.

“Thank you, and please excuse us.”

I walk away to my car. Jessica and Lisa are already waiting in the car.

The situation in the car is silent. Nobody is saying anything. I am about to rebuke Jessica for what she did, but I reconsider it. Harmony and Catherine are still around. My image will worsen if we are fighting here. I will rebuke her, but not now. So, I chose to drive in silence.

I look at the rearview mirror to see the reaction from Jessica in the passenger seat, but I accidentally glimpse at something shocking. Did Harmony and Catherine just kiss in the open? No, it may be just my imagination. Catherine isn’t a lesbian as far as I know. But the MILF has no problem making up with other women.

I almost lost control of my steering wheel because of the shock.

“Paul, snap out of it, and concentrate on the road.” Lisa reminds me and snaps me out of my shock.

I quickly regained control of my car and avoided an accident. I look back at the rearview mirror, but I no longer spot Harmony and Catherine. Yes, it must be just my imagination. It was quite foolish of me, and I almost hurt my family because of my carelessness.

“What’s wrong? We almost crashed with that sudden turn. It’s okay to be angry, but if you want to kill us together, I don’t want to die with you, ” Lisa asks me.

“I’m sorry. I see something unusual on the back, maybe a ghost, or maybe just my imagination,” I answer her.

“A ghost? In this daylight? I understand now why you go to a psychiatrist, Paul.” Lisa replies to me sarcastically. Of course, nobody will believe my absurd reasoning.

“Lisa, may I ask you something? You have been close with Harmony these few days, do you know her sexual orientation? Is she a lesbian?”

“Why are you asking me that sudden question?” Lisa seems to be shocked when I ask her that.

“Just answer me, because the ‘ghost’ I see is Catherine and Harmony kissing on their lawn. It surprised me to see Catherine kissing a woman. I don’t know whether it is just my imagination or whether they really did it. It caught me off guard. Now you know why I suddenly almost lost control of the steering wheel.” I tell my wife about what I just saw.

“I don’t know her exact orientation, but I think Harmony is straight. I saw some men visiting her house several times,” Lisa answers.

Women and gossip. Lisa seems to forget her anger with me once we talk about Harmony’s sexual orientation.

“Men? Are they black and looking like they belong to a gang?” I suspect that the man visiting Harmony is Preston and his gang.

“Some of them are black, but there are also a few Latino, and even Asian. And no, they don’t seem to belong to a gang. I even met some of them, and I think they are nice men. Do you think Catherine will let a gangster enter our community?”

“You met some of them? Have you met a black man named Preston?”

“Preston? Hmm…I don’t think there are any black men named Preston there, or I may not have met them yet. From those who visit Harmony, among the black men, I only know that there is a man named Darius. He is a big, tall, young black man. He is about 24 years old, and he is pretty ripped. He’s a nice and polite young man, though. I doubt he is a member of a gang.”

If I trust what Lisa said, Preston isn’t among the black men visiting Harmony house. Lisa will easily notice him if a gangster like Preston is there. As she said, Catherine would not let a gangster like Preston enter our community. This also strengthens my belief that Catherine isn’t the MILF, if she were the MILF, she would just let Preston enter the HOA. It seems I worried too much. But somehow, I don’t feel too happy because Lisa was praising Darius.

“Why are you two only talking about Aunt Harmony’s sexual orientation? Maybe it is Aunt Catherine who is a lesbian, and she **** herself on Aunt Harmony?”

Jessica says some outrageous things once more.

“I want you to keep your mouth from saying some outrageous thing, Jessica. I know Catherine; she is one of the most conservative people in the HOA. It’s impossible for her to be a lesbian.” I reply to her words.

Jessica scoffed at my words, “ Well, if it is what you believe.”

We continue our journey in silence. It takes 30 minutes from our home to arrive at Ray's office.

Continued to the next part >>>

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