MY MOTHER'S BESTIE
The aroma of Chardonnay filled the air in his office, seeping out into the living room like it's trying to lure me in.
Five of Steven 's friends sit around in his office, glasses in their hands, ice clicking in them. They're laughing about some sweet business transaction that they had managed to get, when I walked in barefooted, carrying a fresh bottle of Chardonnay in a tray.
I've been yearning for my uncle's d**k for two whole months.
Two months of dressing in tiny bum shorts that barely covered up my ass when I reached for the top of the cupboard or when I bent even a little forward.
Two months of accidentally leaving my room door open while I changed just because I wanted him to get a glimpse of my curves, to want me the way I wanted him.
Two months of rubbi
