Author Ronna Gage
Publisher: Freya’s Bower
ISBN: None assigned
Genre: Erotica or Erotic Romance
After several years of marriage, communication is key. Sean and Maudi never took the time to communicate their deepest desire, their sexual fantasies, the inner vixen or master to be, but in an afternoon of fate, their unleashed inhibition will finally meet.
Hello I’m Maudi Froeman,
I am a wife, mother and business woman. I have been married to Sean for over ten year and have been happy. We talk about all the important stuff; children, love, friends, but there is one thing that I keep from him. Will he understand my needs? Will he think less of me? How well do I know him to entrust him with my secret. How can I share my deepest yearning if I can’t say the words? Somehow, I have to find a way.
Hello, I’m Sean Froeman,
I am one lucky man. I have a beautiful wife, a couple of great kids, and I feel like I’m in the prime of my life. These material things are fine, but I need something more. I want to feel alive—maybe it’s I’m unwilling to let go of my youth. Will Maudi understand where I’m coming from it I tell her? If so, how do I tell her that I want to stretch the boundaries of our lovemaking and make it a time to remember.
“Yessss…,” she hissed.
He listened. Each moan and word came quicker and louder than the previous one. His blood rushed to the part of his body that stirred an awakening. His cock stiffened immediately in response. Each sound fueled his curiosity and piqued his desire.
The voyeur in him longed to look, but the shower curtain hid her from his
view. He wanted to see her without her catching him. He knew she would become
embarrassed if she thought he witnessed her masturbation.
He slipped off his shoes, climbed on the toilet seat, and peeked over the rod. His inward gasp knotted in his stomach at the spectacular view. His wife stood in the stream of water among the vaporous veil of mist, soap bubbles gliding over her smooth skin. A true vision of beauty, like no other he’d seen before tonight. Her eyes closed to erotic fantasies he wanted to see, and her lips parted in arousal while the shower’s stream beat down on her breasts. Rivulets of water rinsed the soapy bubbles from her hair to trail down her body seductively. Her right hand pumped in and out of the folds of her pussy; her left slid up her skin and pinched her nipple.
Her lips shuddered in orgasm. “Sean!” she screamed out his name. Seconds later, she slumped against the wall in intense gratification.
Sean held his breath, jerked back, and hunkered down on the toilet. He slowly
released his pent up breath. If he stayed, he feared she would catch him watching
her, but he couldn’t move.
She called my name. He smiled at the fact. She thought of him during her
private moments. He stood up and peeked again. Her facial expression had
changed to that of sweet, serene satisfaction…sexual fulfillment.