My Friend’s Father Offered to Take Me Home
I sat between them in the car and, when my friend got out at her house, I was left alone with her father and a tension neither of us dared name.
I sat between them in the car and, when my friend got out at her house, I was left alone with her father and a tension neither of us dared name.
My breasts were always my secret weapon, and that Friday with the office empty I decided to use them to get from him what I really wanted.
The neighborhood boy looked me over shamelessly while I tried to keep my voice from trembling. I was forty-six, and I had a son to save.