The affair
The affair It was a little after midnight when Lauren got up to get a glass of water. The house was completely quiet, her husband Mark snoring softly in their bedroom down the hall. She was wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and a pair of thin cotton panties as she padded barefoot toward the kitchen. On her way back, she noticed a faint light coming from under her son Ryan’s door. She paused in the hallway, listening. At first she thought he might be watching a movie, but the sounds coming from his room were… different. Soft, rhythmic sounds. A quiet, wet stroking noise. Lauren’s breath caught. She knew exactly what that sound was. She should have kept walking. She should have gone straight back to bed. Instead, something made her step closer. She …