She peeled her pants off one leg at a time. Placing the pair of pants on his computer chair opposite the bed, she was careful not to make any sound. They were piled on top of a neat stack of wash that she had folded for him the night before. She told him...
Matt had to pry his eyes away from his mother’s breasts just as he did for his lips. They were magnificent, thick, and the source of many, many nights of masturbation for him over the years. In fact, last night, his mom had been walking around downstairs...
“Come on, Mom. Just a little,” Matt whispered in the kitchen. “No,” she replied sharply. “But it’s been an entire week without—” “No!” she whispered, pointing the long sharp kitchen knife in her hand at me to make the point. She had been dicing tomatoes o...
Monica was in the kitchen with Todd, cleaning the remaining serving dishes. Thank God they used paper plates for the cookout, or I’d be here all night. It was more accurate to say Monica was cleaning the dishes and Todd sat on the kitchen counter (which s...
“Nick, when are you going to get your car fixed?” Stephanie asked. “When I got money, bitch. Stop pushing me,” Nick replied. “Well, hurry up. I can’t stand to be the only three seniors still riding the bus home every day with all those losers,” Stephanie...
Chapter One Monica crossed her arms as she leaned back against the stove. Her foot tapped on the wood floor as she drained the last sip of red wine from her glass and couldn’t stop herself from staring at the clock on the microwave. 3:48 pm. Where is Matt...
