When Life is Boring
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
7,074
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
When Life is Boring
Here is a short teaser on an original fiction I am working on. Basically I want to know your opinions. Should I continue? Is it crap? Does it make sense? What would you like to see more of? Do you want an all out lemon or more of a lime story?
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Janice had thought of life as plain, dull and boring. Three years ago her husband had left. He was five years her senior and his new wife was fifteen years her junior. She was forty-two and no longer had the body of a twenty-seven year old. Grey hairs mingled with red ones. She excused those with a long and stressful divorce battle. Crows feet creased the skin near her once vibrant green eyes. She blames working two jobs for that one. She gained around thirty pounds and ten inches around the waist during the twenty years she was married to her husband. But not everyone can afford a person trainer and having three kids doesn’t really lend to a flat, perfect stomach.
To say she lived her life for her kids, would be an understatement. She worked full time as a High school History teacher plus after school and on the weekends she worked at a local bookstore. With both jobs she worked nearly seventy hours a week. She came home exhausted, ready to collapse into bed, but still managed to make dinner and help her kids with their homework. All so they could have those brand name clothes and gadgets they wanted.
Her kids were your typical run of the mill angsty no one-understands-me teenagers. The eldest was a fifteen year old girl named Anne. Anne walked the air of a princess. Her voice held a slightly snobbish better than thou art tone. Especially when talking to her mother or her little brothers. The younger two children were twin boys, John and Clyde. At twelve they were just starting puberty and they were very curious and interested in the other sex. Janice couldn’t count the number of times she found a playboy hidden under their beds or drawers. No doubt stolen from their father’s house. At night, she wondered if she should stop them from masturbating or not. It wasn’t as if she didn’t dabble in the arts of self pleasure. A pocket rocket had been her release for the past three years after all. Her life, save for the divorce, had been boring the past
three years.
Then she met David. David was perfect. A true gentleman, he opened doors and pull out chairs. He was an athlete, a football player with a delicious body. He knew the right words to whisper in her ears. Her knew the right places to touch her so that her body was shivering with want of more. David was her adventure, her excitement. David was her daughter’s seventeen year old boyfriend. She didn't remember exactly how or when she started being with David sexually. All that she remember was him being fantastic in bed. The way he rode her until waves of escasty crashed over her body. The sound of his voice as her moaned out her name. His fingers caressing her. His eyes that looked into hers as he came with a shudder, collapsing unto her. His face buried into her neck, kissing it, licking it, biting it. And then tne minutes later, they would be going again. Moaning, sweating,panting and enjoying every minute of it.
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No beta so sorry for any mistakes. Spank me.
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Janice had thought of life as plain, dull and boring. Three years ago her husband had left. He was five years her senior and his new wife was fifteen years her junior. She was forty-two and no longer had the body of a twenty-seven year old. Grey hairs mingled with red ones. She excused those with a long and stressful divorce battle. Crows feet creased the skin near her once vibrant green eyes. She blames working two jobs for that one. She gained around thirty pounds and ten inches around the waist during the twenty years she was married to her husband. But not everyone can afford a person trainer and having three kids doesn’t really lend to a flat, perfect stomach.
To say she lived her life for her kids, would be an understatement. She worked full time as a High school History teacher plus after school and on the weekends she worked at a local bookstore. With both jobs she worked nearly seventy hours a week. She came home exhausted, ready to collapse into bed, but still managed to make dinner and help her kids with their homework. All so they could have those brand name clothes and gadgets they wanted.
Her kids were your typical run of the mill angsty no one-understands-me teenagers. The eldest was a fifteen year old girl named Anne. Anne walked the air of a princess. Her voice held a slightly snobbish better than thou art tone. Especially when talking to her mother or her little brothers. The younger two children were twin boys, John and Clyde. At twelve they were just starting puberty and they were very curious and interested in the other sex. Janice couldn’t count the number of times she found a playboy hidden under their beds or drawers. No doubt stolen from their father’s house. At night, she wondered if she should stop them from masturbating or not. It wasn’t as if she didn’t dabble in the arts of self pleasure. A pocket rocket had been her release for the past three years after all. Her life, save for the divorce, had been boring the past
three years.
Then she met David. David was perfect. A true gentleman, he opened doors and pull out chairs. He was an athlete, a football player with a delicious body. He knew the right words to whisper in her ears. Her knew the right places to touch her so that her body was shivering with want of more. David was her adventure, her excitement. David was her daughter’s seventeen year old boyfriend. She didn't remember exactly how or when she started being with David sexually. All that she remember was him being fantastic in bed. The way he rode her until waves of escasty crashed over her body. The sound of his voice as her moaned out her name. His fingers caressing her. His eyes that looked into hers as he came with a shudder, collapsing unto her. His face buried into her neck, kissing it, licking it, biting it. And then tne minutes later, they would be going again. Moaning, sweating,panting and enjoying every minute of it.
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No beta so sorry for any mistakes. Spank me.