Middle aged man, living with his semi-estranged wife, lusts after a sexy young neighbor. Sure that there is no possibility, he doesn't take his infatuation as anything more than another passing infatuation. Until the chemistry changes everything.
In 1951 Lyme Regis, tearoom owner Howard Clifford is convinced his bossy wife Rosemary has little interest in sex. When handsome stocking salesman Peter Logan seeks lodgings, an outrageous gentlemen’s agreement is struck: if Peter can seduce the seemingly uninterested Rosemary, Howard will watch as the young nylon rep begins her thorough erotic education — and continues teaching them both, in any way he chooses. A wickedly naughty tale of 1950s seduction and marital transformation.
When I first met Cleo, I thought she was just a beautiful girl. I had no idea I was about to embark on an incredible journey through exhibitionism...
(First chapter of a series)
Mom was a beautiful woman, and all my friends had the hots for her. They all wanted to fuck her. I did, too. She was five-foot-three inches tall and one-hundred-twenty pounds. Her measurements are 34/24/35. I went through her underwear drawer all the time and sniffed her dirty panties when I jacked off. Mom's hair had turned white as a teenager, and she had not bothered to color it. She was beautiful, and I saw all the men staring at her lustfully when we were out. And so did my teammates, many