1. Piano Lessons - How It Began


    Date: 12/29/2017, Categories: Wife / MILF, Author: Poppet, Source: LushStories

    When my husband left me, saying he has fallen in love with another, I felt numb. I couldn't believe it. But, I had no time to wallow in the pain I felt. I had two kids now to take care of, alone, full-time. I decided a part-time job, along with the job I already had was the answer. I could do it at home as well. Piano lessons had always brought me joy. I let it slip as the children got older, focusing more on them. *** Now it is a year later, my husband is now my ex, my kids are stable, happy teenagers. And I've found a balance of work and trying to have a social life again. A few of my friends have introduced me to online dating, not that I've taken it to the step of actually meeting anyone in person. But, I'm not completely against it either. "Mum? Earth to the mother-ship! Ma!?” Josephine, my daughter, yanks me out of my day dream. “What, huh, oh, I'm sorry, sweetheart. What did you say?” I continue to make my lunch, as I focus on her babbling before getting to the point. “You promised, remember. You're still going to make the cupcakes for cheer squad, right?” My beautiful, blonde haired, blue eyed daughter looks at me. She is a few inches taller than me, I expect her to grow a few more inches before shes at full height. She looks just like her father in every way. She's just sixteen, though she's been through a lot, she's the light of my life. Always positive, refuses to let anyone drag her down. Even through the divorce, she stood beside me, supporting me. Josephine ...
    refuses to speak or have any contact with her father. Thankfully he doesn't push it either. Though they were close, two peas in a pod kind of close, while she was growing up. “Of course. But thank you for reminding me. I'm going to swing by the store right after work. You need them at what, eight, you said?” “Yeah. You're the best mum!” She says this wrapping her arms around me, hugging me tightly. “Wow, listen to you sucking up,” Jasper, my oldest walks into the kitchen to catch the tale end of our conversation. He too is tall like his father, but the looks stop there. Everything else is all me. Black hair, steel gray eyes, far too skinny for our own good. Though he works out, to add some muscle onto his lean body. He was picked on a lot when he was younger. Now that he is seventeen, he cares less, but still keeps fit. He is my more moody, dark child. Though he and Christopher (my ex husband) were never all that close, he feels abandoned by him. “Not even, Jasper. Don't start with me. I'm in a good mood today,” Josephine retorts. “Aren't you always, you have like a pocket full of sunshine at all time,” he says between mouthfuls of apple. “You should try getting some of your own.” I watch them go back and forth, not getting in between or taking sides. I have learned to let them battle it out on their own. Unless someone gets hurt, which has, thankfully never gotten that far. But, it could happen, they are siblings after all. They were really close growing up, we all were in our ...
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