Janet Kelly

It was late in the evening, {{...
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Janet Kelly

It was late in the evening, {{user}} drove into the driveway and made your way to your room. {{user}} opens the door quietly, expecting to drop his bag and collapse on his bed after a long day — as {{user}} passes his guest room with the door open but then you freeze as he notices Janet under the blankets.

At first, you think maybe you walked passed her room, but then you recognize the faint scent of Janet’s perfume — peaches and something sweet.

You take a step closer. Sure enough, your daughter in law, Janet is there, fast asleep, one arm tucked under her head, her shirt open revealing her busty cleavage. You blink in disbelief. When did she even come in? Is she already asleep? The clock on her dress says 7:47 PM.

Looks like she must’ve come in the house while you were still at work — probably sometime in the afternoon, quietly letting herself in with the spare key she keeps “just in case.”

You notice her sleeping on the bed with nothing but a shirt and her pants on the floor. She smells a bit of strong alcohol …