Please welcome author, Diane Thorne, joining us with her romance of ANOTHER GIFT TO REMEMBER.
The worst winter in 18 years
I live in the Midwest, Indiana to be exact. Usually our winters are mild. Yes, we get some snow and cold temperatures, but for the most part the temps stay in double digits and the snow isn't bad. Well, the 2013/14 winter is one for the record books.
The last time I recall getting so much snow was the year I gave birth to my daughter, late 1995. Even though the snow was deep, the Government didn't shut down. In fact, the last time the Government shut all offices was during the blizzard of 1978. Well, that changed this year.
Old man winter decided to return in a big way. He came roaring into Indiana and he hasn't left yet. He came in so strong, the Government shut down for a day in early January. It was unbelievable, and I was very thankful. But every week, it's either more snow or arctic air coming in. The piles of snow I shoveled at the corners of my driveway will last a long time.
To make matters worse, the roads have an abundance of potholes. Some roads have craters. It's ridiculous. But what can we do when it snows every week and the plows have to clear the roads? As you can imagine, the auto shops are booming with business.
I'll also admit the short days and freezing cold weather drains me. I want to stay inside or in bed where I'm warm and comfortable in my pajamas. Now doesn't that sound better than walking in single digit or below zero temperatures? I guess it's good I work out at a gym four times a week.
Okay, the snow is pretty to watch as it falls. I get mesmerized staring out the window. But I've seen enough. I've driven through too much and I almost spun my car 360 degrees one night. I can handle the cold, but enough already with the snow. Go somewhere else old man winter!
Yes, my dear readers, I truly believe this is the worst winter in 18 years. I'm ready for Spring and I'm sure everyone else who lives in Indiana is too. Thanks for stopping by and wherever you are, I hope you are warm and safe.
Come on Spring!
Another Gift to Remember
Memorable Gifts #2
Diane Thorne
Thomas Barrett has it all. He's a part owner of a marketing firm with his best friend of twenty years, Andy. In addition to a successful career, Thomas enjoys the love of two beautiful women, his wife, Lynn, and his assistant, Carol. He couldn't be happier with life.
Tasked with finding a gift idea for Andy's fortieth birthday, Thomas comes up with a perfect one. Not only will it please Andy, Thomas is certain his idea will provide great pleasure to Lynn and Carol. Thomas wants his favorite naughty women to bring Andy into their love nest. But will Lynn and Carol be willing to have sex with Thomas's best friend? Better yet, can Andy maintain a working and sexual relationship with them?
Excerpt:
Thomas couldn't help but look at Carol's cleavage. Damn, she had a pair of beautiful tits. He missed squeezing and biting them.
Slowly, he lifted his gaze. "The plan is we wait for everyone to leave and I want Lynn to keep an eye on Andy with me. Sometime around one, I'm going to give him a shot. He's going to drink it, then pretend he's sick. He'll excuse himself and we'll ask everyone left to go home."
"You said you and Lynn. What about me?" Carol asked.
"I want you to stay out of sight," Thomas said.
"Why?" Lynn asked.
"Because every time you look at her it's like you want to rip her clothes away from her body. You two are sex magnets and since Andy knows our secret, well, it wouldn't take much for him to figure out who the two women are who want to fuck him."
Lynn looked at Carol. "He's got a point."
"About the ripping clothes off part?" Carol snickered.
Lynn's lips curled on one side. "Well you do look delicious in that dress."
Thomas ran a hand through his hair. Holy shit, his dick was stiffening. Lynn's hungry gaze fixed on Carol's breasts fueled his desire to want to bury his face into Lynn's pussy and drive his cock into Carol. Lynn never ceased to impress him. She had Carol all to herself most of the week, yet Lynn craved more. He sure as hell didn't want to interrupt his wife's naughty agenda, but if he didn't act soon people would notice her and Carol.
"Ladies, can you save all this energy for another hour or so?" Thomas asked softly.
"Another hour of pent up sexual need sounds..." Carol looked up as if she were searching for the right words. "Frustrating. But since we know we'll get what we want later, I think we can manage."
Smart ass, but he loved it. Thomas would love to squeeze her ass and spank it. Yes, maybe he would.
Lynn nodded as she chuckled. "We can manage."
"Great." Relieved, he sighed heavily.
"I'll help clean up. Is that good enough for now?" Carol asked.
"Perfect. I'll check with you later and let you know how things are progressing," Thomas said.
Swinging her arms and smiling, Carol stepped back. She turned then headed for the kitchen. Again, she swayed her hips.
"Stop staring, Thomas. Someone could be watching." Lynn coiled her arm around his. "You can have her later."
He glanced at his wife to find her looking at Carol too. His cock perked up. "If I can't watch, neither can you."
A playful grin spread across her face. "Fair enough." She tightened her grasp on his arm. "Shall we mingle and keep an eye on the birthday boy?"
Passion and longing stared at him from his wife's eyes. He loved to see her so lively, vivacious, and crazy for sex. He doubted he could keep the big beast in his pants hidden for much longer.
He kissed her lips. "Good idea."
Thomas couldn't help but look at Carol's cleavage. Damn, she had a pair of beautiful tits. He missed squeezing and biting them.
Slowly, he lifted his gaze. "The plan is we wait for everyone to leave and I want Lynn to keep an eye on Andy with me. Sometime around one, I'm going to give him a shot. He's going to drink it, then pretend he's sick. He'll excuse himself and we'll ask everyone left to go home."
"You said you and Lynn. What about me?" Carol asked.
"I want you to stay out of sight," Thomas said.
"Why?" Lynn asked.
"Because every time you look at her it's like you want to rip her clothes away from her body. You two are sex magnets and since Andy knows our secret, well, it wouldn't take much for him to figure out who the two women are who want to fuck him."
Lynn looked at Carol. "He's got a point."
"About the ripping clothes off part?" Carol snickered.
Lynn's lips curled on one side. "Well you do look delicious in that dress."
Thomas ran a hand through his hair. Holy shit, his dick was stiffening. Lynn's hungry gaze fixed on Carol's breasts fueled his desire to want to bury his face into Lynn's pussy and drive his cock into Carol. Lynn never ceased to impress him. She had Carol all to herself most of the week, yet Lynn craved more. He sure as hell didn't want to interrupt his wife's naughty agenda, but if he didn't act soon people would notice her and Carol.
"Ladies, can you save all this energy for another hour or so?" Thomas asked softly.
"Another hour of pent up sexual need sounds..." Carol looked up as if she were searching for the right words. "Frustrating. But since we know we'll get what we want later, I think we can manage."
Smart ass, but he loved it. Thomas would love to squeeze her ass and spank it. Yes, maybe he would.
Lynn nodded as she chuckled. "We can manage."
"Great." Relieved, he sighed heavily.
"I'll help clean up. Is that good enough for now?" Carol asked.
"Perfect. I'll check with you later and let you know how things are progressing," Thomas said.
Swinging her arms and smiling, Carol stepped back. She turned then headed for the kitchen. Again, she swayed her hips.
"Stop staring, Thomas. Someone could be watching." Lynn coiled her arm around his. "You can have her later."
He glanced at his wife to find her looking at Carol too. His cock perked up. "If I can't watch, neither can you."
A playful grin spread across her face. "Fair enough." She tightened her grasp on his arm. "Shall we mingle and keep an eye on the birthday boy?"
Passion and longing stared at him from his wife's eyes. He loved to see her so lively, vivacious, and crazy for sex. He doubted he could keep the big beast in his pants hidden for much longer.
He kissed her lips. "Good idea."
About the Author:
I am an erotic romance writer living in Indiana. I write in a variety of genres such as Contemporary, Fantasy, Urban Fantasy, Paranormal Erotic Romance and Menage a Trois. When I’m not slaving away at my day job, I create erotic adventures with hot, seductive men. Reader beware, I am not responsible for any titillation, increased temperatures, or hormonal stirrings. Blame my characters and read responsibly.
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