Chapter 6:

The Confrontation

Father stepped into the dining room, his suitcase dropping from his hand with a heavy thud that echoed through the sudden silence. His eyes widened in shock as he took in the scene me bent over the dinner table, skirt hiked up around my waist, panties tangled around my ankles, and James standing behind me with his cock still hard and glistening with my juices. The air was thick with the scent of sex, and I felt completely exposed, my cheeks burning with humiliation and lingering pleasure.

“Evelyn… James… what is this?” Father’s voice cracked with disbelief, his face turning pale then red with a mix...