Half a year ago, I was suddenly kissed by my drunk stepfather.
My stepfather might not remember the kiss, but I couldn't forget it.
Today, on my first visit home in half a year, I'm staying at my stepfather's house.
My husband left early in the morning, leaving me behind.
As I felt awkward being alone with my stepfather, he suddenly spoke up.
"I want to kiss you..." My stepfather's hot, wet kiss violated my body again.
