Voyeur son Stories

It had been sixteen years since my husband died in a workplace accident. We’d married right after high school graduation—young, reckless, and wildly in love. Getting pregnant on prom night wasn’t part of the plan, but life rarely follows our rules. Out of all the girls who gave it up that night, I was the least likely virgin to get knocked up — and yet, I did. Fortunately, my dad was a personal injury lawyer. The settleme...