The Housekeeper Seduces The Young Hot Guy- They... -

Now, he looks at me across the breakfast table with a wolfish grin while his mother complains about the dust on the mantelpiece. My hands shake when I pour his coffee. The secret is a live wire between us.

We usually talk about the pristine white sofas, the way the afternoon light hits the crystal decanters, and the art of folding a fitted sheet. We don’t usually talk about him . The son. The nephew. The young, hot, bored houseguest who stays for the summer while the master of the house is away on business. The housekeeper seduces the young hot guy- they...

Let’s talk about the fantasy that lives in the back of the manor. Now, he looks at me across the breakfast

Will we do it again? Probably. Will it end badly? Statistically, yes. He will go back to the city in September. I will be left scrubbing the evidence out of the地毯 (carpet). We usually talk about the pristine white sofas,