Back to normalcy?

With her hand still upon the latch, the very second the hasp noisily clicked shut, Dara's knees buckled. Suddenly, and finally, in full control of her mind and body, the realization of her recent activities hit her, taking every bit of air from her lungs. She crumpled against the fence, using what little energy she had left, to hold her upright. Her stomach heaved, the threat of vomiting its recent contents lurched into her throat. The taste of the salty remnants returned with a sickening feeling of over-indulgence.

"Oh my god," Dara gasped, quickly placing her hand over her mouth, trying to stifle her sudden outburst, while simultaneously keeping herself from vomiting all over herself. The spasms quickly subsided as Dara still stood motionless, trying to absorb the reality of it all! Much to her dismay, she became acutely aware of a tart wetness and pungent smell lingering on the hand covering her mouth and nose. Her very own joyous, sexual release, still evident on the hand that had been buried in her pussy all afternoon, was now pressed against her face, reasserting the events were not a mere figment of her imagination. "Jeezus," she cried out as tears began falling in earnest.

Dara collapsed against the fence, sobbing uncontrollably, trying to understand why she had forsaken everything she treasured within her family for the sinful and lustful forbidden acts she had just performed. There was no reason she could conjure, why she did the things she did last night and again today. There was no reason she could imagine why she felt so drawn to the neighbor's kid she had once so despised. The longer Dara slumped against the mere divider between her two lives, the more she succumbed to the realization that it felt good ... no ... it felt GREAT! She couldn't remember the last time she had orgasmed as much, or as intensely as she had during the past two encounters with Colin.

Once again, Dara cried in despair as the two forces dueled with each other. It was to no avail. She needed to clear her mind and think this entire thing through! Last night's nightmare may have been a bad dream, but this afternoon's events seemed to just reinforce what happened the previous evening. 'But why?' That would have to be answered with a clearer mind, when she was somewhat calmer than she was at this very moment.

With every ounce of energy she could muster, Dara focused on her house and made her way to the patio and then to the back door. She had just stepped inside, a feeling of comfort and safety, warmly enveloping her as she reacclimated herself to her own home. A few ounces of grief and burden were lifted as she breathed in and sighed.

However, a quick look within her own residence, brought Dara back to the stark reality that she hadn't done one iota of her daily household routine! She glanced at the clock and realized she had very little time to complete everything.

With a renewed sense of energy, along with the pressure of urgency, Dara managed with a few shortcuts. Quickly, she gathered up the dishes and cups, throwing them into the dishwasher, hiding them from view. A quick wipe down of the counters and the kitchen was minimally "presentable". Vacuuming would have to be put off for another day! She fluffed the cushions on the sofa and generally "straightened up" the downstairs. Running up the steps, she quickly made the beds, without cleaning the rooms. She bypassed Tony's bathroom altogether, merely gathering clothes and towels and tossing them into the hamper. She did the same with her room and the master bath, opting to do the laundry later in the evening.

Breathing heavily, satisfied she had covered her tracks, she sighed a heavy breath of relief. Standing in the bathroom, she surveyed the woman in the mirror, once again, assaying her image. She noted the sheen of sweat over her face, but was shocked back to another reality, still seeing the dried cum caked to her chest.

"Hey Honey we're home" David's voice rang out from downstairs. Her husband had come home with his usual greeting. Right behind him trailed her lovely son Tony, "Hey mom, what's for dinner?" He was always hungry when he came home from school!

"SHIT!" Dara silently cursed. She hadn't prepped anything for dinner, and she still had Colin's cum caked on her skin!