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“Ethel’s coming to visit,” my wife Jenny announced to me. “Oh?” I hadn’t seen Ethel for two months, not since I fucked her at the behest of my wife. Jenny was helping her oldest and best friend, recently widowed, recover from long years of isolation and sadness. I had been the chosen instrument, or rather I had the chosen instrument, to re-introduce Ethel to romantic life and sex. “How is she doing?” “Wonderfully! She’s lost most of her extra weight, bought herself a new wardrobe, and is look
The plot follows a family of four for 15 days, 24 hours a day. In those 15 days, every detail of what each of them accomplished during the day and night will be described, but the twist is that you can read the story from the perspective of each of them separately. The plot is synchronized, so the reader will hopefully be able to appreciate how the same situations look from a different perspective or how they experience them.
Sarah's mind was consumed with thoughts of Ethan as she sat at her desk, her body still humming with the aftershocks of their passionate tryst. She could feel his fingers gliding over her sensitive folds, his cock stretching her in ways she had never been stretched before. She squirmed in her seat, trying to ignore the ache of desire that pulsed between her thighs. She knew it was wrong to want another man so badly, especially one she worked with. But she couldn't help it.
This isn't one of those Do-Over fantasy stories. It's a Do-Forward! Peg and Frank (40s) wake to find they have renewed bodies (20s) in present day LA. They need new living styles, moving north to Portland is the answer. In Oregon, they learn who caused their changes, including their runaway libidos!
The Genie had been explicit: I cannot make someone fall in love with you. But he could give James the tools to tip the odds in his favor. A flush of self-consciousness crept across her cheeks, mortification mingling with desire. But honestly, how could she have anticipated this? Getting fingered in the middle of the kitchen by a kitchen porter, of all people, wasn’t exactly on her evening agenda.