Here's a sexy excerpt from my erotic romance "Sugar Daddy":
Around lunchtime, the man of my dreams walked into my life: it was my future husband, Don. He’s is a very handsome man who just turned 50. I’m half his age. His looks remind me of Nick Nolte—the early years—when the young actor was in Rich Man, Poor Man and Prince of Tides—back before the wild mug shot for which he later got so ridiculed. Don was on jury duty at the courthouse next door. He came into the library and, upon seeing him, I let out a big sigh. He was drop-dead gorgeous. He was wearing a long-sleeved white shirt with a button down collar, black dress pants, and soft leather shoes. The arms of his shirt were rolled part way up, showing off an expensive-looking watch on one of his muscular forearms. He smiled at me as he walked by the circulation desk where I was helping a young Mom who wanted to check out a stack of children’s books.
After about five minutes, he came up to me with three novels to check out. They were “Vox”, “Lady Chatterley’s Lover” and “The Story of O”. I blushed as I touched each book. Somebody sure is thinking about sex besides me today, I thought.
I told him, “I’ve read these books. I like all three of them.”
He replied, “You’re pretty sexy for a librarian.”
I laughed, feeling slightly embarrassed. Man, was he cheeky.
“I mean it,” he said.
“Thanks,” I said, hoping no one was listening. Feeling bold, I told him, “You’ll have to let me know how you like these books. I especially like ‘Vox’.”
“I heard it’s about phone sex,” he almost whispered.
In a low voice, I told him, “You’re right. It is. My copy has underlines all over it.”
He winked at me and said, “Maybe you can show me sometime.”
“I’d like that.” I looked around, hoping that no one I worked with overheard my shameless flirting, or they’d never let me live it down.
He told me, “I’ll see you in a week or two and we can have our own private book club.”
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Sugar Daddy
by Maggie May
