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Overview: Arnica Butler loves writing stories about naughty wives. They’re definitely real fantasies of mine…who knows? Sometimes something true ends up in my stories as well. I hope you enjoy them!
Genre: Fiction > Erotic
Learning To Love It
Sheila’s an age-defying hottie: prim, professional, and a mother of two grown kids.
She’s also a very kind person.
Alistair isn’t thrilled when she invites a young man to live with them to help him out. It’s the sort of thing that Sheila does.
And they do have all this extra space.
Booker turns out to be a charming, polite, and handsome young man. Sheila’s become a little more youthful and extroverted, too.
In fact, Alistair feels something in his veins that he hasn’t felt for a long time. So when he overhears Booker confessing his attraction to Sheila, his reaction is much different than he would have anticipated.
And so is Sheila’s.
Learning To Love It 2
Alistair and Sheila have stepped outside the bounds of their conventional marriage with Booker, a young, dark man who is all too happy to oblige this mature couple in their fantasy.
But Booker had a warning for Alistair, and Booker gets in even deeper in their marriage and their lives, Alistair is starting to wonder if Booker’s words are going to come back to haunt him.
The only problem? As Sheila pushes her own boundaries, Alistair can’t stop watching – and he can’t stop anticipating the next new thing that Sheila will try… whether Booker’s warning seems like a premonition or not.
Learning To Love It 3
Alistair realizes that somebody in this relationship is out of control. Sheila is putting her career and her reputation on the line in riskier and riskier encounters with Booker. Some of them are so far over the top, and so out of bounds, that he can’t even believe them – except that Booker has proof.
Who is driving this obsession? And who can put the brakes on, before there are real-life consequences?
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