Our Dirty Little Secret (MMF)

Excerpt

STORY EXCERPT

Jeff had gone off to work at six that morning. Ann got out of bed at eight and immediately made her way to the kitchen, clad in only a thin cotton robe.

Coffee.

That’s what she needed to wake up.

Ann set the coffeepot to brew and then, after she toasted a bagel, sat at the table staring out the kitchen window to her right.

She stirred when she saw something pass in the window next door inside the Donaldson house. She knew the house had sold a couple weeks back, but this was the first time she saw any sign of life in there since the previous owners moved out three months ago.

Interesting. Ann moved from the table to the window for a closer look, and when a man’s face appeared looking back at her, she jumped back, embarrassed. Not a good impression to make on the new neighbors.

After breakfast, she showered and dressed in shorts and a T-shirt, leaving her hair to dry on its own.

She went to her office and turned on her laptop, trying to remember what she had written last. Her current work was tentatively titled Delilah’s Dilemma. It would most likely end up changed, but that’s what she called it for now.

Opening the file, she scanned over what she had written two days ago. She detested going more than one day without writing. Often whenever she did, it left her wondering how to continue on.

Ann wouldn’t have minded if she wasn’t under a firm deadline. But the contract was signed and sealed for this one, and she had to deliver it on time.

Over her desk hung her past book covers, each matted and framed, each an accomplishment in itself. And to think, five years ago she had been just another unknown, new to the industry. Back then she wrote without pressure, writing whatever came to mind for her at the time. Things were different now. She had an image, a brand to maintain, and her readers were voracious, always looking and waiting for her next book to come out. She didn’t dare complain about her fans. Without them she’d be nothing. They were the ones who kept her where she was, living quite comfortably, and relatively happy with her life.

Her books were known for their…heat. In the beginning, she started out writing mainstream romance, the usual stuff. But when her agent suggested she spice things up a bit due to an ever-growing market, she went with it, and that’s when she found the success she’d been seeking.

Pussy, cunt, snatch…cunnel. She smirked, thinking about the last one, one that she had invented on her own but never dared use. She had to be somewhat professional with her words.

“Delilah, dear, where shall you go from here?” she questioned, talking to the computer screen, thinking about her main character, a woman who was on the road to discovering sexual liberation for the first time. “If I were you, what would I do next?”

* * * *

Mike shook his head and laughed, thinking about that woman who was watching him from next door. She looked like a deer caught in the headlights of a car when he’d caught her.

Placing glasses in the cabinet next to the kitchen sink, he stopped for a moment and glanced back out the window to see if she had come back. She hadn’t. At some point, he’d have to introduce himself. It was the neighborly thing to do.

At noon, he made a sandwich and grabbed a beer from the refrigerator, heading out to the backyard on the deck.

The property backed onto a fabulous greenbelt. He pictured himself getting a dog in the near future. Now that he had the space, two would even be possible. They’d be able to keep each other company while he was at work. Not that he’d have to worry about that since he still had two months left to his leave of absence.

“Neighbor,” called a female voice, stirring him from his thoughts.

Mike looked up to see a slender brunette standing behind the fence that separated their property, her hands resting on top of the pickets. “I guess I am,” he replied, walking down from the deck, beer in hand.

“I’m sorry about earlier,” she said, looking at him sheepishly. “I’m usually not nosy. But when I saw someone, you in the window, my curiosity got the better of me. The Donaldsons have been gone for some time, and we’ve been wondering who was going to be the next to move in and praying that we’d get someone at least halfway normal.”

“Well, that’s something I can’t promise. I’d like to think I am, but I’m pretty positive others would debate it.” He grinned.

“What’s normal anyway? We all have our little quirks.” She held out her hand. “I’m Ann Hunter.”

ADULT EXCERPT

Ann sat back, watching the scene in front of her unfold. Her anger had subsided, and now she was curious…and rather horny.

This was so out of character for her. This wasn’t her. This wasn’t sweet, responsible, and slightly bookish Ann who always played it straight, and confided her innermost fantasies to the words she typed on her computer.

One hand went over her mouth as she watched her husband take Mike’s more than ample cock into his hand, guiding it to his lips.

Not wanting to be left out on the hot action, she moved from the bed to the floor, and now next to Jeff, she went to work licking Mike’s shaft up and down while Jeff sucked the head, his eyes watching her, one hand moving to caress her back and shoulders.

Jeff withdrew the cock from his mouth and winked. “Your turn, suck his hot cock.” His lips were slick, his eyes awaiting her next move.

* * * *

Finally, it was happening. On his knees before Mike, he relished the taste of his neighbor’s cock on his lips.

Unzipping his jeans, he pushed them down along with his underwear, his cock springing forth and ready to explode with excitement. Coming to a standing position, he kicked them off and locked his arms around Mike.

His hands slid under Mike’s shirt and found his nipples. Tweaking them one at a time, he felt them harden between his fingers.

“Fuck, if you both keep this up I’m going to explode,” said Mike. He reached out and pulled Jeff’s shirt off, leaving him totally naked. “God, you’re perfect.” His hands now glided across Jeff’s chest, their lips connecting.

Their kiss was one of passion, lust, and longing. This time, each demanded more from the other, knowing tonight things would go far between them. And when Ann engulfed his cock into her mouth along with Mike’s, he grunted, feeling hard muscle sliding against throbbing flesh.

“She’s good,” said Jeff, fighting to catch his breath.

Mike nodded.

“Let’s take her to bed. She started this, so…let’s show her a good time.”

Ann looked up at them, her eyes moving from one to the other.

When they both bent down and grabbed her, lifting her into their arms, she didn’t fight against them.

* * * *

Hands, two sets, caressed her and explored her body.

She felt her bra unsnap beneath her T-shirt and the button on her shorts give way. In a flurry of movements, she was left naked except for her panties, her clothes tossed to the floor.

Two hands grabbed the sides of her panties, and when she lifted her hips, they yanked them to her ankles while another set spread her legs wide.

With her eyes closed, she felt a hard cock pressing against her lips. Instinct and familiarity told her that it wasn’t Jeff’s.

She opened her mouth, allowing the hot, stiff shaft of man meat access. At the same time, she glanced down to see Jeff between her legs, his fingers pulling her open, his hard cock taking aim, inching inside her wet, tight cunt. She moaned, her mouth stuffed full of cock.

“You like that,” said Jeff. “Two men using you.”

She nodded. She did, she really did. Her cunt was on fire, and when she felt his balls slap against her ass, she whimpered, only to have her cry muffled by Mike’s cock stretching her lips.

“That’s it, Mike. Fuck her mouth. Ann loves to suck cock. Hot damn, she’s clamping down on my cock. Fuck! Oh yeah, babe. Do it just like that.”

He rocked against her, his hands on her tits, pinching her nipples. She felt herself climax, and riding high on the wave of hot desire coursing through her, she didn’t want it to stop. She wanted more, she needed it.

Ann popped Mike’s cock from her mouth and stroked it up and down. “Fuck me,” she ordered. “Jeff, fuck me hard.” Her clit was still on fire, and her pussy tingled.