Would
Crossing the Final Household Taboo
A Household Taboo Novella
43,471 words; Published: September 2026
M~F / Taboo / Breeding
He was never supposed to want her.
Emily has been the constant in JJ’s life since the day he was born—the nanny who raised him, comforted him, and stayed when everyone else was gone. After his father’s death, the quiet house they share pushes them closer still. Occasional nights of innocent comfort become common enough that he can name her shampoo and trace the shape of her body from muscle memory alone.
One ordinary morning, JJ wakes in Emily’s bed, and a single intimate moment cracks the last barrier between them. What begins as trust becomes hunger. Adding heat and longing, that hunger becomes an obsession neither can stop.
She is older. She is the woman who made him who he is. And he would do anything for her.
Even the one thing they both know they shouldn’t.
Would he cross the final line… or has he already?
Would is for readers who love forbidden age-gap stories that go all the way—emotional, obsessive, and unapologetically explicit.
The Author's Story
This one was a LONG time coming. Years ago (circa 2014-5), I spent a little time on Literotica’s Story Ideas forum—mostly just playing with ideas and seeing what sort of stories people liked. The title of one of my books—The Winsome Widow—and the idea that it was an exclusive club/bar came from there. So too did the inciting incident of Note to Self.
I’d never written incest erotica at the time (although I had read some) but I saw one idea that stuck with me. It was about a son trying to help his mom get back into the dating game, coaching her when she had a crisis of confidence, then stepping in to take her on a practice date. The practice date ends in a kiss… then becomes something more.
Obviously there are a lot of gaps, but that’s okay. Story kernels like that are a premise, not a plot. The plot is the author’s problem.
It appealed to me because it played into a trope that I enjoy immensely—accidental lovers.
Oh my God, your dick is inside me. How did this happen?
It’s not realistic, I grant you. But it amuses the heck out of me. I cackle like a witch when I’m writing them.
The problem with accidental lovers is building a plausible plot around them. That’s why this one stayed buried for something like twelve years.
Well, it’s out now. Whether you’re reading the original Every Good Boy Deserves Mom or the cleaned-up-for-Amazon version Would, I hope you enjoy.