A young mother is falsely accused of a crime and convicted. She becomes a pawn and a sexual toy to an unscrupulous Parole Officer, she and her daughter both.
When Deepa’s controlling husband leaves for Dubai, the beautiful, successful mother finally embraces the forbidden desires she’s hidden for years. Alone with her handsome 18-year-old son Rohan, Deepa’s long-suppressed passion explodes. What begins as tender affection quickly turns into raw, intense, taboo mating as mother and son surrender to their deepest lust — with the secret knowledge that Rohit, the powerful man who has always loved Deepa, is actually Rohan’s real father.
His mother and sister both had told him he should have never married in the first place. And perhaps he shouldn't have... but he had done so for reasons that he couldn't share with either one of them
Seeing his little girl dressed up for a party, he is shocked at how she had matured without him realizing it. After she leaves, he turns to alcohol, which begins to eat at his brain, clouding his morals. When she returns, she is in a mild state of depression. Who better than her father to console her?
13-year-old Chloe is home alone, on the couch masturbating, while she has phone sex with a guy she's met on the internet. She doesn't hear her father come in but he can't help but to hear her lewd words, and then see what she is doing. End of phone sex; this could be the start of something big.
A story in the The Pastor's Wife Universe
Charlotte Speaks, a teacher of forty-one, has been fantasizing an affair with a male student for years. Finding Malcolm Wilcox a boy that she can't resist she begins an affair with him that becomes quite deep. The story was originally part of The Pastor's wife but was confusing to the story so I am re-purposing it as a small stand alone series.
Two men head to NYC for the world series and meet Beatrice on the train. Smooth talking gets her into the powder room with them and well that's why you'll want to read the rest of the story. PS: She has a sister waiting for her in the city.
My sister and I were always close and since our spouses had both passed on she came to live with me; we shared a house but not a bed. One day she proposed we make a bucket list so we could begin to enjoy being Seniors.