The Handcuff Seduction
When Chris and his mother arrived home, the phone was ringing. ‘I’ll get it, ‘ she said, tossing the car keys on the hall table. ‘I’m going to shower, Mum, ‘ Chris called back over his shoulder as he took the stairs two at a time. Half an hour later, he was back in the lounge where his mother was on the sofa sipping a glass of wine. Wendy looked up at him. ‘Oh, didn’t know you were going to change into your dressing gown.’ ‘Yeah, no point as I’m not going out this evening. Thought we’d...