Two nights ago. I went to bed about 1:40. I fell right to sleep. At 2:00, Dan got up and went to the bathroom. When he came back to bed his hands were wandering and having not slept long, decided to join in.
We were not quiet, but we didn't really need to be because the youngest was upstairs in the other end of the house. The oldest was at a friends house.
The unfortunate thing is, when I came to be late, I hadn't shut the door fully. And Dan didn't think to shut it when he came from the bathroom. As I said, we were not quiet and there were numerous times Dan used the "pussy" word, and I was telling him to f*ck me harder or faster, etc. And our moments of joy we were not quiet during either.
After, I needed a drink of water. When I got to the door, my heart skipped a beat that it was open, but quickly thought there was nobody in the house but the little one sleeping. As I turned out of the hall, the glow of the phone lit the oldest's face in the otherwise dark room.
"Never knew you two liked the naughty talk", she said without looking up. "Better insulation might help. Or hey, you could just try closing the bedroom door."
She couldn't sleep at her friends and decided to just come home.