La nueva pareja de mi madre

How to bear the betrayal of your mother? Hello, my name won't say for obvious reasons, but in this story I'll call myself Frank, I'm a young man of 19 years with a routine and boring life, I have a sister of 18 years, my father who has the same name as me, he works at a factory and my mother is called Mislany, she's a high school teacher and has a beautiful body although she doesn't work out, probably due to the genes of my grandmother who was a brunette with big hips. The truth is that in my family money wasn't something that overflowed, money always caused many problems, arguments at home always revolved around the lack of money, but one learns to coexist with its absence, what can't be avoided are tragedies, and that's exactly what happened in my house, my father had a work accident, as you know, this implies spending a lot of money which was scarce, the accident wasn't grave but the worst part was the inability to work, it meant one less income for the family, now the only one who could bring money home was my mother, since her teacher's salary at a state school was very low she decided to go to the capital to teach at a private school there she would earn more and besides do some part-time jobs to have another income, a week after I left for the capital to work at my aunt's restaurant while waiting to be able to work at the school, she rented a small room in a small apartment building. A month after my mother's departure I decided to visit her, the trip took 4 hours by car, I remember arriving at 8 pm, first I went to my aunt's restaurant to ask for my mother's address, I told her please don't tell my mother I'm in the city because I wanted to arrive without warning, then I followed the direction and since I wasn't sure which room it was I called my mother but she didn't answer the call, I called twice but didn't answer when I realized it was the third call they hung up on me so I kept searching and finally arrived at my mother's room. I knocked on the door and a man in his mid-30s came out, wearing shorts and no shirt. I was confused when I saw him, so I asked if this was the room number that said on the paper my aunt gave me and he said yes, I didn't understand anything. There were 10 seconds of perpetual silence and I could recognize my mother's voice asking from inside the room: WHO IS IT? That man responded: A YOUNG MAN, BUT DIDN'T ANSWER When that gentleman had finished responding, I was finally able to react and look in and I could see my motherI couldn't believe what I was seeing, she was with a red thong and black bra that she was adjusting, my mother turned around and saw her eyes, I tried to decipher what was happening but it was evident, my mother in a thong, adjusting her bra and that man in a sports short with a semi-erect penis visible. My mother put on a dress and made me go and told her new partner: love, PLEASE RETIRE FOR A MOMENT I still couldn't believe what was happening, she said love to me in my presence? My mother told me to sit down and brought me a glass of water, while it took time I could see the bed unmade and on the nightstand there was a box of condoms, a bottle of lubricant and a used condom hanging from the trash can, I didn't know where to put my face, when she realized what I was looking at it was quick and they hid in the closet. She gave me an endless excuse: I FELT ALONE, I WAS STRESSED, ETC. I just told her: HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO MY FATHER? She said that things with my father had already cooled off. I ended up saying DON'T HIDE THE OBVIOUS AND SAID MEET MY NEW PARTNER She made me go to that man, she said his name was Marcos, he was a mason and she met him on the first days she started working at my aunt's restaurant, Marcos had the audacity to give me his hand and greet me. I wanted to leave that place but didn't have enough money for a hotel and if I went to my aunt she would ask why I wasn't with my mother, so I decided to stay, my mother gave me some towels and told me to spread them on the floor, I tried to sleep but it was impossible thinking about what had happened, I stayed awake all night until I heard whispers saying now not here is my son, then I listened to some bed noises for about 10 minutes until they calmed down around 4 am, I was still wide awake and curiosity was killing me so I grabbed mom's cell phone and could see the missed calls she had made. I went into the gallery and could see some photos


I was appearing in the same clothes that I found her in, I could deduce that she wasn't answering my call because at that moment they were taking pictures and also I could see a video.







This video was 5 days after she arrived in the city. This story is long, if you want the next part leave your comments and rate the narration so that more people can see it.