My shockingly pleasant surprise Part 2_(1)

I guess the days events were more than my subconscious could cope with. Not long after I dosed off, my mind began putting all the sights and emotions into one giant collage. It was like an out of body experience, floating from moment to moment, emotion to emotion. When my mom was on the floor my point of view changed. I was where my mom was, on my knees between my fathers legs, looking up at his marvelous cock. Just before I had my lips around his fat head, I was jolted out of my dream by a slamming door.

Sitting up in my bed, covered in sweat with a raging hard on, I tried to shake my sleepiness away. When my head was clear I heard the commotion that woke me up. I heard my mom yelling at my dad, “how could you do this to us? Wasn’t I enough for you”? Then my dads pleading response, “please honey, let me explain…..I love you but….”, their voices getting softer as they desended the stairs. I got out of bed, nervously opened my door and poked my head out. All was quit until I heard my moms car tear out of the driveway. I had to find out what was going on, so I headed down stairs.

When I entered the kitchen I saw my dad sitting at the table, his hands holding his face. I stood there for a minute confused, wondering what the hell was going on. Slowly, I walked to stand next to my slouching father. I placed my hand on his back, “dad, what’s going on? Why did mom leave like that”? He looked up at me with sad eyes, “I messed up Chris, I messed up bad and she’s gone”, putting his hands back over his face. “What did you do dad? You can tell me”, I reassured him. He didn’t even move his hand while he spoke, “she went through my computer files, she found my porn file and…..”, then he went silent. “What?….porn? That’s all dad, porn?” there wasn’t a response this time. Frustrated, I ask him over and over what he meant. Every time there was silence. I threw my hands up, leaving my big strong father to gather his thoughts. I walked to the living room and dropped to the couch so i could think. I had to know what he was talking about.

After a few minutes my head started hurting so I went back to the kitchen to find some pills. When I walked in this time, it was empty. For some reason this made me angry. “How could he not give me an explanation”, i thought. I looked out to the driveway, now both of my parents cars were gone. I must have been thinking too hard because I didn’t hear him leave. Now that I was alone in the house I had a chance to do some investigative work. I knew my sister would be here in a couple hours but I didn’t know about either of my parents. Throwing caution into the wind, I walk to the stairs and pause for a second to calm my nerves. Then i walk upstairs and straight to my parents bedroom.

I begin my search at the most obvious place, dads desk computer. After powering it on, I’m faced with my first challenge of the mission. Logging on….I tried a few passwords that I would use, his birthday, moms birthday, the kids birthday, anniversary and so on. Nothing worked. “Maybe mom left it out”, I suggested to myself. My eyes darted over the sprawled out papers, while my hands hurriedly lifted and separated them.