ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MY STEPFATHER
I never expected one reckless night to come back and haunt me like this.
I signed a fake engagement with my best friend to escape my mother’s relentless pressure to settle down before I “missed my window,” just like she did after my father left.
When he tried to force himself on me in his car, I slapped him hard and ended our fake relationship immediately. Heartbroken and shaken, I got drunk at a luxury hotel bar and ended up in bed with a charming stranger. The pleasure was disappointing, so in my frustrated state I insulted his performance, threw money at him, and warned him never to speak of that night again.
Weeks later, my lonely mother excitedly introduced me to her new boyfriend, the