| Author: | Carrie Glass | ISBN: | 9781310873607 |
| Publisher: | Carrie Glass | Publication: | March 4, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Carrie Glass |
| ISBN: | 9781310873607 |
| Publisher: | Carrie Glass |
| Publication: | March 4, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Some people like to drink, others party their worries away. Plus-size student Rebecca Constance has her own methods of blowing off steam. When the stress of her grad school career and her failing relationship get to her, she sets off on a nighttime walkabout to find a little private adventure with a willing stranger…or two.
Down a darkened street and behind the deceiving facade of a run-down townhouse, she descends into a hidden life that her colleagues would never believe — until they see what she wears underneath her clothes.
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This 8000+ word short story is for readers who like explicit erotica featuring a plus sized woman with a secret second life and a penchant for devilishly sensual lingerie. For Adults only, it contains scenes some may find objectionable, including: menage sex, anal sex, masturbation, spanking, and pseudo-prostitution.
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Excerpt:
It was another awkward instant, and though it did not startle her, she could plainly see his hunger for her in his eyes. As her gaze took him in, he seemed embarrassed for a second to have been caught in such a moment. Luckily for them both, Rebecca knew more expertly than most how to handle such a situation.
She unzipped the heavy coat she had worn on her walk, and casually stripped it off. Underneath, she was clad in simple attire, a long sleeved shirt and jeans. As the collar of her jacket fell away though, it revealed one item that was seemingly out of place; a leather choker that encircled her neck. Studded with small spikes, and ornamented by a tiny trio of chains that draped over the center of her throat, it stood at odds with her more conservative outfit. The man's eyes were drawn to it immediately, exactly as she intended. She watched as his eyes widened slightly, his breath catching for a second. He was entranced, and she imagined him filled with the same nervous energy she was. She broke his reverie with a question.
'Was it supposed to be just you?' She knew the answer, but led with it all the same. The effect was immediate, as if she had reminded him of something that he was pained to forget.
Some people like to drink, others party their worries away. Plus-size student Rebecca Constance has her own methods of blowing off steam. When the stress of her grad school career and her failing relationship get to her, she sets off on a nighttime walkabout to find a little private adventure with a willing stranger…or two.
Down a darkened street and behind the deceiving facade of a run-down townhouse, she descends into a hidden life that her colleagues would never believe — until they see what she wears underneath her clothes.
~*****~
This 8000+ word short story is for readers who like explicit erotica featuring a plus sized woman with a secret second life and a penchant for devilishly sensual lingerie. For Adults only, it contains scenes some may find objectionable, including: menage sex, anal sex, masturbation, spanking, and pseudo-prostitution.
~*****~
Excerpt:
It was another awkward instant, and though it did not startle her, she could plainly see his hunger for her in his eyes. As her gaze took him in, he seemed embarrassed for a second to have been caught in such a moment. Luckily for them both, Rebecca knew more expertly than most how to handle such a situation.
She unzipped the heavy coat she had worn on her walk, and casually stripped it off. Underneath, she was clad in simple attire, a long sleeved shirt and jeans. As the collar of her jacket fell away though, it revealed one item that was seemingly out of place; a leather choker that encircled her neck. Studded with small spikes, and ornamented by a tiny trio of chains that draped over the center of her throat, it stood at odds with her more conservative outfit. The man's eyes were drawn to it immediately, exactly as she intended. She watched as his eyes widened slightly, his breath catching for a second. He was entranced, and she imagined him filled with the same nervous energy she was. She broke his reverie with a question.
'Was it supposed to be just you?' She knew the answer, but led with it all the same. The effect was immediate, as if she had reminded him of something that he was pained to forget.
