Chapter 3:

The Unexpected View

Father left early the next morning, his car disappearing down the long driveway as I watched from the upstairs window. The house suddenly felt different quieter, more intimate, charged with possibility. James and I were alone for two full days. My heart raced at the thought. “This is my chance,” I whispered to myself, turning away from the window. “I must have him before Father comes back. I cannot wait any longer.”

I spent the morning preparing carefully. I chose my sexiest top a thin, low-cut black one that clung to my curves and showed plenty of cleavage. Underneath, I wore only a tiny pair...