Taming Terri (Terri Trilogy Book 3)
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“So that’s what this afternoon was about? Proving you could be the bull?”
I nodded. “And it was hot. Fuck, Baby, it was hot.”
“Baby? Not Cumslut?” she teased.
I laughed, but it wasn’t really funny. “That’s the thing. I don’t want you to be Cumslut to me. I want you to be Baby, or Honey, or Sweetie.”
She smiled, but didn’t speak.
“I don’t want to be the bull.”
“So?” she asked.
We’d come full circle.
I took a deep breath. “It was so hot watching you with Dwayne and Manny.”
“All the more so because they didn’t know you were involved.”
“Exactly.”
“So you don’t want to be the bull, and you don’t want to be Avi.”
I nodded.
She hesitated, afraid to state the obvious conclusion. “But you do still want me to play?”
“Only if you want to,” I interrupted.
She rolled her eyes. Of course she still wanted to.
“But you still want me to play. You just don’t want anyone to know I’m married to you.”
I nodded.
She continued. “So as far as other people are concerned, I’m either a loose single woman, or a cheating wife, getting little somethin’ somethin’ on the DL.”
“Hmmm. But you have to promise to tell me all about it. Everything.”
“Everything?”
I smiled. “Well, in time, of course.”
“Of course,” she said with a grin.
We each took a sip of wine. The breeze off the water was sweet and sticky.
"Will you continue to see Brian?"
"I'd like to... and Cyn."
I nodded. "You still owe me for that."
She grinned. "You want me to bring a girl home someday?"
"Someday," I acknowledged.
"Are there other things you want?" she asked.
I nodded. "I'm sure I do. Even if I don't know what they are yet."
She laughed. "You're holding out on me."
"I am," I admitted.
"Fair enough."
"We have plenty of time," I said. "Can you imagine what we'll be like when we're empty nesters?"
"No one will want me then."
I laughed. "Baby, men will always want you."
She laughed and gracefully rose out of her seat. She took my wine glass from my hand and placed it on the table, and then she climbed into my lap. Her white shorts were tight across her ass, and her nipples poked through her tee shirt. She leaned in close.
“I have something to tell you,” she said. “I think this fits our new rules since Avi didn’t know about you at the time.”
“Oh.”
Her hot body and her lewd tone had me rock hard in an instant. She ground against me.
“You were such a bad boy, putting that load so deep in my ass.”
I groaned.
“It took Avi over an hour to lick it all out of there. I think you already knew that from Mike, but I really, really love having my ass eaten.”
Her voice was low and sultry. I unbuttoned her shorts. She rose slightly and shimmied out of them. I freed my cock from my pants. And like a well practiced team, she settled back down into my lap, engulfing my prick in her wet heat.
“It got me so hot, Baby,” she cooed. “I came and came. And after… I… just… had to return the favor.”
“Oh God,” I sighed. “You didn’t.”
“Uh huh, I did. I kneeled down behind him and I licked his ass and stroked his cock until he shot huge ropes across the room.”
“You’re a dirty, little whore,” I moaned as I filled her twat with come.
She laughed. “And you love it.”
I did.
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[A few days after the nightclub scene]
"You're messing with a good thing," Melody said as she sipped her wine.
Terri rolled her eyes. "This again?"
"Herb says Bill is a mess."
"Thanks for that, by the way. It didn't occur to me he'd leave finding a sitter for the last minute."
"You're making him crazy. And why? If you just kept it low key, you know--"
Terri sighed. “He doesn't know what he wants. It's not as simple as I've probably made it out to be. But, we're not in a stable place.”
"Does he still want you to screw my husband?" Melody asked.
"See, that's my point, Mel. He'd have hated that if I'd done it. It just appealed to him because, I guess, he thought it would give him control, but then it would have made him nuts whenever we saw you guys. So, no, he doesn't, not that I would have anyway --"
"You're not Herb’s type anyway."
"Well, you're not Bill's type either,” Terri returned the lie. “So, so much for swinging."
"At least with our husbands. Now, if you want to introduce me to that bartender guy --"
"And you'll introduce me to your trainer?"
"I haven't fucked him," Melody replied, an unstated yet remaining in the ether.
"Except in your imagination."
Melody shrugged. "That's my point. Bill would actually want you to. If Herb wanted me to, I’d --"
"Oh please. You can't even talk to Herb about why you're so horny every Wednesday evening after your gym because of, what, something that happened years ago? You're the last person who should be so cavalier about what a man's ego can and can't take."
"So then, just lose their numbers. This is a problem of your own making."
"I didn't say it wasn't," Terri noted. "I should have popped that balloon at the start, but I didn't see it. It just...."
"You thought you could have your cake and eat it too."
Terri nodded. She took a sip of wine. "I wanted to think that. Yeah."
"You still do," Melody replied.
Terri hesitated. "Do I? I don't know. Sure. Maybe. Look, I'm not blameless in all this. And I've never claimed to be. But... It's more than that. Bill wants something out of this, even if he can't quite enunciate it."
"And so, on that theory, you're going to torment him until he figures it out?"
"I am going to sharpen the contradictions."
"What does that mean?" Melody asked.
"Oh, right, you were too busy screwing to pay attention in college."
Melody waved her middle finger at her friend. "Some Marxist bullshit about hastening the revolution?"
"Something like that."
"And this is for Bill's own good?"
"I think it's for both of our good."
Melody shook her head. "I still think you're playing with fire."
Terri nodded and smiled grimly. "I am. And I just hope in the end he forgives me for it."
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I am your typical family man with a wife and kids and an overactive imagination. I am a longtime reader and author of erotic fiction. I write in genres that I find exciting and arousing. Most of my stories are in the naughty wife, wife-watching genre, though occasionally I venture into other subject matter.
I have written several pieces of longer-form fiction.
Two Sides of Terri
Bill has just about the perfect life. Good paying job. Lovely home. Perfect children. And most of all, he has his wife Terri--smart, funny, great with the kids. Thing is, she's a good girl trapped in a bad girl's body. Blonde, busty, and devastatingly beautiful, she makes him want to do dirty things--things you don't admit to wanting from the girl-next-door.
Or so he thought.
It starts with a revelation about Chucky, a past boyfriend, and everything he thought he knew about his sweet wife unravels. He becomes obsessed with learning more about this other side of Terri--and everything he learns points back to Chucky, a man she couldn't say no to. Does he dare invite her past back into their present? And if he did, would she now be able to say no?
Tempting Terri
The long awaited sequel to Two Sides of Terri...<
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After sleeping with her ex-boyfriend and revealing a wild side to her husband that he had never suspected she had, can Terri and Bill get back to a normal routine? Is that what Bill really wants? And what is normal, anyway?
Now that Bill has seen this other side of Terri, he begins to question everything he thinks he knows about his wife. He worries that her desires will not end with Chucky, and that containing her would only lead to heartbreak. Figuring out their future means digging into Bill's past and Terri's desires. But the more they uncover and the closer they get to the truth, the more dangerous their adventure becomes.
Is Bill playing with fire as he sets out to tempt Terri? Read on to find out.
Also:
Whatever it Takes
Honeymoon Hazards
The Surrogate Master
Dark Tide: An Interracial Adventure on the High Seas
Seven Dates: A Different Kind of Hotwife
Annual Leave
For more information on future projects, visit http://www.benboswell.com and my author page at Amazon. You can send me email at ben.boswell.author@gmail.com.