The man of the house has always been there for me. Protecting me, sheltering me, and just being there for me after mother died. Its been a long time and I am in college now. By chance I caught in doing something naughty, perhaps its time I pay him back for taking care of me over the years. It’s so taboo, it’s so forbidden, but it feels so right.
This is a short story not intended for minors. 18+ years of age to read.