Seduced
Philip drove slowly through the evening traffic, caught in the tail end of the rush hour. He should have said he would get round to Barbara’s an hour later than he had done. Forgetting that it was Friday night and rush hour was always busier on a Friday night. The slow traffic did, however, give him a chance to think about Barbara. Not that there was anything wrong with her. In many ways, she was perfect, in her early-thirties like him. Pretty, loving, fun to be around and great in bed. No, there was no problem with Barbara herself. The problem was her teenage daughter Sarah. Sarah was the result of Barbara’s experimenting with sex while she was still at school. She had thought her first time would be an unforgettable experience. It turned out …