A Day Later

My mom would probably kill me if she found out how badly I craved her husband’s cock. How desperately I wanted him to stretch me open and fill me with every inch. But right now, I didn’t want to think about that. I just wanted him.

I tiptoed down the hallway of our new house, my heart hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat. The place was still mostly boxes, quiet except for the hum of the AC. Mom had left for her early shift twenty minutes ago, and I knew exactly how long I had before she might come back. That danger made...