Mi historia de amor con mi Madre 13 (su version)

In the previous account my son told how his life was after the birth of our daughter, now I also want to confess how it was for me.My life changed a lot with the arrival of my daughter, as I had also ended a years-long relationship with my son, but there was no time to lament or feel sad, since my baby absorbed all my time and I focused on taking care of her, until she started moving around on her own, then I started having time for myself, decided to start exercising, which helped me control my desires, but there came a point where my body was craving sex and masturbating wasn't enough.I had already talked about it previously, there was someone who found out almost from the beginning of our relationship, my son's cousin and nephew, one day he saw us entering a hotel, fortunately my son and he grew up almost like brothers, so I know they get along very well, I talk to my son and because of the trust they have, he never denied it, telling him the truth fortunately he understood and never revealed it to anyone.When my nephew found out that my son's relationship had ended, he didn't miss the opportunity and started courting me. I rejected him for a long time, but as I said, there came a point where my body was screaming for sex, so I eventually gave in.When my daughter was being taken care of by my husband, I would look for any excuse to get away like doing the supermarket or anything, literally it was me who took him, honestly it was me who only used him to satisfy myself and he would take his own.I don't want to delve too deeply into that relationship, as for me it wasn't important, just someone to get rid of my urges, he was very insistent with me wanting intimacy at least once a week, but for me it wasn't someone I truly desired, only gave me the opportunity once a month or every two months and it's not like it was bad sex just that there was no desire, passion or even love, so that relationship lasted around six months approx.Maybe many will think I'm a slut for not only cheating on my husband with my son but also with my nephew, and if in the end, although it served to get rid of desire, always ended up with the feeling of guilt, after much analyzing, I realized that the guilt I felt wasn't because I was cheating on my husband, really the guilt was because deep down I felt like I was cheating on my son even though he was no longer with me, he was the person I still loved.I want to be very sincere, once my daughter was born, the love I felt for my husband was disappearing, we fell into routine and although both of us always treated each other with respect, we were really only together out of routine, until the last day we were together, of course it hurt me to lose him, he was a life companion at one point I loved him very much and will always miss him.