My dad did construction for a living. Occasionally, if work was slow locally, he would work out of town. A lot of times, he would just stay at a hotel rather than driving back and forth.
My dad would make it a point to come home Friday's nights, even if it meant he was driving back on Saturday mornings.
Well, Friday evening rolls around, and my dad calls and says "I didn't get the job done, I need like two hours to finish it tomorrow. I'm going stay up here so I can finish it in the morning, so I dont have to make the 2.5 drive each way for 2 hours of work...
My mom wasn't mad, but she was flustered. She hated when mom dad was gone.
Anyways, about 2 am I woke up not feeling well, so I went to go look for some Pepto or something. When I got into the haul way, I noticed bit of flashing light coming from under my parents' door, so I figured she was up watching tv.
I walk in her room to ask her what I should take, and she was going at it with a rubber dong.
My mom was normally a pretty mild manner woman, but holy fuck was she mad. She pulled out her companion and threw it a crossed the room and started screaming about not ever having 5 fucking minutes to herself. I literally thought I was in some serious shit.
I quickly closed the door and went to my room and waited for my ass chewing, but she never came in and I fell asleep. The next morning, she acted as though nothing happened, and of course I wasn't going to bring it up...
I woke up to my wife doing it a few times over the years, I usually just pretend like I'm still asleep and listen to it...
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