What was it about the house, and the couple who owned it, that made me so stupidly reckless? How could I have ever believed I wouldn't be caught? Rick and Selena had hired me to clean for them on a weekly basis. At that time, they were among several clients I had. When Selena and I first spoke, she seemed skeptical that I could manage their large house alone, but I quickly proved myself capable of leaving the dwelling in...

As Rick followed me up the stairs to the bedroom he and his wife shared, I sensed his stare moving all over my body. I half-expected him to reach out and caress my thigh, or even give my ass a squeeze. Instead, he maintained a respectable distance. On the landing, I waited for him to join me, and it was there that he beckoned me forward, his smile never faltering. In the bedroom, I flushed hot with sick dread. My anxiety...