Helping My Mother’s Friend - Chapter 2
Surprise turns to desires when my mother catches us
The silence in the bedroom is absolute, a thick, tangible thing charged with shock and something else, something darker and far more potent. My mother, Sarah, stands frozen in the doorway, her keys a forgotten weight in her hand. Her eyes are wide, her face pale, but they aren’t fixed on Lena’s triumphant smile. They’re locked on me, on my body, on the rigid, undeniable evidence of my arousal still glistening from Lena’s...