A women see herself in a anonymous author's story and believes maybe her husband has something to do with the author. she soon becomes lured into the realms of virtuality as she see and hears things not quite there.
She’s the moon. He’s a library assistant. The books moan, the lights flicker, and someone’s overdue for a cosmic orgasm. When Mona crashes into Earth in virginal human form and lands a job shelving steamy romances, she expects peace and quiet, not toe-curling sex in the stacks. But Theo’s got a barcoded smirk and hands that know how to file her under “needs it now.” It’s celestial chaos and steamy chemistry.
Gary works for a Port-a-potty company that gets him to spy on people while they use the company's product. It gives him ideas, and one thing leads to another. There's no sex in the port-a-potties, but they are part of his trap. He is ethically challenged, to say the least.
A Story in the BBW Appreciation Universe
Sometimes, romance can come in the most usual places. The following is an actual encounter with someone from France, who now lives in the USA. We met only briefly one summer, for a May to September romance. Oh gawd, I wish it had been longer, my heart still yearns for the touch, of this gentleman, who has a heart of gold, and a sensual manner that would make any woman squeal with delight.