| Author: | Persephone Moore | ISBN: | 9781370930968 |
| Publisher: | Elliot Silvestri | Publication: | February 22, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Persephone Moore |
| ISBN: | 9781370930968 |
| Publisher: | Elliot Silvestri |
| Publication: | February 22, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Being Lydia Light…
It’s so easy to look back on my life and realize how much I’ve changed. What I was at twenty is completely different at what I am well into my forties. What I’ve done with men would shock twenty-year-old me…
I’ve had affairs. I’ve done…disturbingly kinky things. I’ve risked my marriage and my career. Maybe some of what I’ve done is illegal.
And I don’t regret any bit of it. I’d do it all again. And I’d do it with greater enthusiasm.
Let me tell you a complicated tale…
ADULT READERS ONLY
This 12,000 word story contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions along with group sex, cheating spouses, male chastity, sexual submission and humiliation, FMF scenarios, along with descriptions of sexual activity that not all readers will enjoy. All characters are 18 or older.
Part one of five.
Excerpt:
“He’s hot,” I said.
“I know,” she agreed. “I’m not sure I can give up Duncan…even if he’s a dumb as a fence post.”
“So you want to go back to your husband…but still sleep with your boyfriend.”
“In a perfect world…”
“Could Pete still have his girlfriend?” I asked, going back into best friend/psychotherapist mode.
“No,” she said firmly. “Not that it matters. I’d be happy to have sex with him once a week. That’s all he needs. And I could have my piece on the side.”
“That’s hardly fair,” I pointed out.
“What marriage is,” she countered.
“Would you tell him you were still sleeping with Duncan?”
“No.”
I shook my head. “An unfair marriage, where everything isn’t perfectly equal…that’s one thing, but to lie to your husband about an affair? I can’t condone that.”
She sighed. “I know. I’m thinking one last time with Duncan and then I go back to Pete.”
“You’ve already planned this out?”
Karissa refilled her wineglass. “Yeah…”
“And I’m just a sounding board?”
“Yeah…” she said with a goofy smile before she sipped thirstily from her glass.
“So when are you going to do it?”
Being Lydia Light…
It’s so easy to look back on my life and realize how much I’ve changed. What I was at twenty is completely different at what I am well into my forties. What I’ve done with men would shock twenty-year-old me…
I’ve had affairs. I’ve done…disturbingly kinky things. I’ve risked my marriage and my career. Maybe some of what I’ve done is illegal.
And I don’t regret any bit of it. I’d do it all again. And I’d do it with greater enthusiasm.
Let me tell you a complicated tale…
ADULT READERS ONLY
This 12,000 word story contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions along with group sex, cheating spouses, male chastity, sexual submission and humiliation, FMF scenarios, along with descriptions of sexual activity that not all readers will enjoy. All characters are 18 or older.
Part one of five.
Excerpt:
“He’s hot,” I said.
“I know,” she agreed. “I’m not sure I can give up Duncan…even if he’s a dumb as a fence post.”
“So you want to go back to your husband…but still sleep with your boyfriend.”
“In a perfect world…”
“Could Pete still have his girlfriend?” I asked, going back into best friend/psychotherapist mode.
“No,” she said firmly. “Not that it matters. I’d be happy to have sex with him once a week. That’s all he needs. And I could have my piece on the side.”
“That’s hardly fair,” I pointed out.
“What marriage is,” she countered.
“Would you tell him you were still sleeping with Duncan?”
“No.”
I shook my head. “An unfair marriage, where everything isn’t perfectly equal…that’s one thing, but to lie to your husband about an affair? I can’t condone that.”
She sighed. “I know. I’m thinking one last time with Duncan and then I go back to Pete.”
“You’ve already planned this out?”
Karissa refilled her wineglass. “Yeah…”
“And I’m just a sounding board?”
“Yeah…” she said with a goofy smile before she sipped thirstily from her glass.
“So when are you going to do it?”
