Sinful family secrets Stories

I fancied Charlie at first sight. He was a decade younger than my mother at twenty-eight years of age and ten years older than me. He was exactly what I looked for in a guy, all muscles and shaved head with more than a passing resemblance to Vin Diesel. I was surprised when my mother brought him home because, to be honest, she was punching above her weight in the boyfriend's arena. Not that my mother is ugly; she isn't. I...

The door to the studio closed behind them, leaving the echo of the last take. The car, wrapped in thick silence, rolled through deserted streets. The intensity of the set, that energy which had seemed endless, had now dissipated, leaving them both in a kind of reflective stillness. The sparkle in their eyes had lost its fervor, a sign that the artificial euphoria that had accompanied them was gone. Upon arriving home, the...