My Son Has Good Taste

Jelena Jensen was home when the phone rang with news she never saw coming. Her son had won ten million dollars. Then he dropped the second part: he was married. Jelena's stomach dropped. Some girl had scooped up her son and his money in one stroke. He said they were on their way over. She sat in the living room, tense, until he arrived with Lana Rhoades. When he left to meet his realtor, the two women were alone. Jelena asked the usual questions. Lana's answers were dull, and Jelena knew her son had made a mistake. Lana asked where his room was, walked off down the hall, stripped bare, and lay back to touch herself. Jelena went looking and found her new daughter-in-law with fingers deep in her cunt. She tried to leave. Lana told her to stay. They were family now, she said. Jelena tried again, but Lana pulled her in, peeled her clothes away, and kissed her hard. Jelena pushed at her at first, then gave in because it felt too fucking good to fight.