Hey guys! It's been a while, I know, but I've been updating Lost and Found. Plus I've just started uni and things were a bit hectic. Anyways, because they've settled down a little, I've decided to post the next chapter! Be warned though, there's some hot sex in this chapter. Gratuitous sex scene! It's not hardcore or even very graphic, but I just thought you should know.

Mistakes, I've Made a Few

Lying in Matt's bed, naked body only covered by a thin silk sheet, Mimi thought about all the stupid things she had done in her life. She'd been stupid to say that she liked the idea of visiting America. She'd been stupid to get fiercely drunk and then go and stand on the railing of the Odaiba Bridge, wanting to see if she could fly away from it all. She'd been stupid to say she'd take the lead role in that B movie. Though, in her defence, she didn't know she'd have to play a stripper who wore only a red thong for the whole movie when she'd signed up.

But none of those stupid things came close to rivalling this stupid thing. What she'd just done. She was sticky with sweat and saliva, amongst other things. She was naked in Matt and Sora's marital bed with a naked Matt lying unashamedly beside her. Her unknowing son was playing with his half brother three rooms down. She could see just one or two things wrong with this picture.

Pulling the sheet with her, she stood. Matt looked up at her, eyes glazed over in post-coital satisfaction. In stark contrast to her frenzied attempt to cover herself as well as possible with the sheet, he seemed completely comfortable in his nudity, spread-eagled on the bed. Didn't he see what they had just done? Could he not grasp the gravity of the situation? How could he be so calm? He had just committed adultery. Why wasn't he tying up in knots like she was?

He eyed her lazily, still not covering his nakedness. "What's wrong, babe?"

Mimi was becoming a little hysterical, and had no time for coherency. "What's wrong? You don't know? I just… we just… Adultery! Bad! Don't you see?"

Mimi was on the floor, whimpering as she searched for her abandoned clothing. Matt sat up and was watching her as he replied. "What's so bad about that, Mimi? We love each other, right? This isn't just a bit of a dalliance on the side. At least, I don't want it to be…" he added.

"That's worse!" she cried petulantly. She felt close to tears. How could she do this to Sora? How could she do this to Matt? How could she do this to Jamie and Ben? How could she do this to herself? She thought she had more self respect; more self control than this. How could she allow herself to be raised to such amazing physical and emotional heights at the expense of so many? It had been mind blowing, and her whole body had felt the grip of an ecstasy she'd never known, but it had been so immoral. So utterly reprehensible.

Matt flopped off the bed and began to help her look for her discarded clothes. "And why exactly is that worse?" He asked.

"Because! Because it is!" She struggled to articulate herself. "People's feelings are involved! It's deeper! It hurts more!"

Handing Mimi her bra, he gazed at her levelly. "Yes. You're right. People's feelings are involved. My feelings for you, and the feelings I'm going to assume you have for me. I want to be with you. Why can't that count for anything?"

Standing there in only her underwear, Mimi folded her arms. "Because you're married," she said snidely, feeling just a little bit vindictive. "You chose Sora, and this is where it got you. Sometimes we have to live with the consequences of our actions. You can't be with me while you're tied to her. It's not right."

Matt looked at her for a moment, and then crossed the gap between them. Taking her hands in his own, his face was but a few centimetres from hers. Gazing deep into her eyes for a moment, he murmured in his deep husky voice, "So… this would be wrong then?"

His lips caught hers. Their movements were perfectly choreographed to know just the right pressure, just the right speed and just the right sensuality. Matt Ishida was the only person in the world who could kiss like this. No matter how much her mind cried out that this was very wrong and very bad, her body betrayed her. To her own dismay she felt herself slide into his kiss. Her tongue met his. Her knees went to mush and her body fell softly into his. Within minutes his hands left hers and snaked under the strap of her thong. Her own hands wound tightly in his hair as she gave a low moan. Her body began moving of its own accord, until even her stubborn, set mind was abandoning any pretence of not wanting this.

Then, without warning, he pulled back. Grinning, he said smoothly, "I think you answered my question quite satisfactorily."

Mimi was breathing hard. She should have known better than to start a dirty fight with an Ishida. "That wasn't fair!" she panted. "That was not an unbiased test!"

He smiled benignly. "All's fair in love and war, Mi. Or haven't you heard that one?"

He was answered with only a glare as Mimi went back to dressing. With a small, satisfied smirk, he too began pulling on his clothes. When they were both fully clad, though significantly more tousled than before, they walked together back to Ben's room. Matt's fingers intertwined with Mimi's, and she didn't pull away. Looking through the door, both boys were still happily playing with their trains. Each of them looked up, and said in exact unison,

"Hi Mummy!"

"Hi Daddy!"

In a weird way, it was like they were all one big happy family. A very dysfunctional family, but a family nonetheless. A mother, a father, and two brothers who actually liked each other. If only that scene weren't merely one for the movie screen.

Matt leant into her and whispered in her ear, "So… when can I see you next?"

Mimi thought. On one hand, there was the adultery. The pain, the suffering, the moral unacceptability. The fact it could only end in tears. But on the other hand… it was all she'd ever wanted. The little family back together. The way things should have been. Happiness, love, and Matt. And in a situation like this, the ethical lines were a shade more blurred than usual.

She murmured back, "Friday. I'll be here at 11. But we have to keep this a secret."

Smiling, Matt wrapped his arm around Mimi's waist. This might just work out after all, he thought, as he surveyed the family he had created. This might turn into something real.

And review! More hawt sexx or less, do you think? There will be more sex scenes in the future, I think, just because what Mimi and Matt have, at this point, is a sexually based affair. But it's all up to you how hot it goes. No NC-17, though, okay? I don't want to get kicked off the site.

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