Chapter 4:

Full Surrender

Mom got home that evening acting completely normal, chatting about her conference while we ate dinner together. Max sat across from me, the picture of the perfect husband attentive, smiling, asking her questions. But under the table, his foot pressed against mine, a silent reminder. Every time our eyes met, heat flashed between us. I could still taste his cum from the garage.

After dinner, Mom settled in the living room with a glass of wine and her favorite show. Max caught my eye in the hallway. “Upstairs. My office. Quietly.”

My heart pounded as I slipped away. He joined me a few minutes later, locking...