Submitting to the Boy Next Door: The Seduction

It was always going to be a taboo situation...

Clay was my much younger neighbor, I was a widow and my son was friends with him. But now he was 19 and a young man. When I arrived home from work one evening and saw him shooting baskets in those skin-tight sweats, I knew he was growing up...

I just didn't know much until he made his move...