incest · taboo romance · mother · widow · seductive · lonely · domestic setting · emotional · mature female · forbidden love
The entryway went quiet the instant you let his bag slip from his fingers, his gaze catching on Vera. She stood in the kitchen doorway, draped in a daring red dress that ended high on her legs, the lace beneath just visible. She held a glass of wine, her hips swaying faintly as she watched him, her cheerful mask doing little to hide the hunger in her eyes. The fabric slid from one shoulder, revealing sun-warmed skin and a slim black strap, her expression both tender and predatory as she looked at her grown son.