Chapter 2: My Fatal Error

On Sunday night of the long President’s Day weekend Erin slept over our house. My husband, Steve, and I had tickets to a play. The girls knew that they could stay up to watch a movie since it wasn’t a school night. They usually have the same taste in movies and watch together on our TV. But this night they each wanted something different. So Kate found a movie on her computer. Erin would have watched a movie on her tablet but she left it home that evening, so Kate told her she could go into my home office and watch a movie on my computer. Kate knew my screen-lock code because she sometimes needed to use my computer when her own computer was in the shop.

Earlier that afternoon I had been chatting again with Sara and we continued to share fantasies about our daughters. Steve was showering so I felt safe in jilling a bit with Sara as we talked. I talked mostly about Erin and the sleepover that would happen that night. As we jilled together, I told Sara about how cute Kate’s new friend Erin was and how I had masturbated thinking of her and how I would eventually send Sara a picture of Erin, dressed of course, so we could jill-off looking at her together, just as we had done with pictures of Kate before.

I also told Sara about my own experiences during sleepovers at age 15 and said that I had kissed and jilled with another classmate on my sleepovers at that age. I said how much I enjoyed jilling with her and kissing and suckling each other’s nipples as we climaxed. I wondered if Erin and Kate might do that too, and how exciting it would be to join them both in bed as we all made love. I even described my desire to kiss Erin.

I let the time slip away and realized too late that I also needed to quickly shower and dress if we were going to make our play on time. I wasn’t careful enough in signing out of Facebook or properly closing the computer into full shutdown mode. I simply closed the cover and quickly left the room. As it was, we barely made it to the play on time, reaching our seats just as the lights went down.

So, the first thing that little Erin saw when she opened my computer was my active Facebook page and my open chat with Sara. Although every conversation with Sara was premised on the assurance that what we said were only fantasies, we didn’t add that caveat every time we spoke. So, Erin had no idea that my chat expressed only my private fantasies and not desires that I planned to pursue.

As she read the chat, Erin was increasingly outraged and angry. The idea of me masturbating thinking of her and my plans to share her picture with another woman and both of us masturbating thinking of her left her feeling violated. She went get Kate to show her the whole chat. Kate’s reaction was similar to Erin’s. She couldn’t believe that her prim and proper Mom harbored such perverse thoughts and actually masturbated thinking of her and Erin. Together, the decided to confront me when I got home from the theater.