Back Booth Wives (Vintage Erotic Novel) - Anju Quewea - E-Book

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Anju Quewea

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This is a Vintage Erotic, Adult Novel... Full of sexual adventures... Involving a sexy and Seductive girl... Full of Sex, Surprises and Unusual Naughty Twists.

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

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Back Booth Wives

CHAPTER ONEEve Drumm put her tennis racket into the locker and wearily lowered herself onto the bench in front of it. Three grueling sets with the pro of the Green Valley Country Club had left her tired and hot. Now she faced the prospect of a hot shower and then the drive home, where she would have to begin thinking about preparing dinner for her husband, Bob.Screw it, she thought, shuddering at the schedule. Maybe I'll have myself a nice, hot shower and then a few drinks at the bar. I'll call Bob and tell him he's got to take me out to dinner tonight. He can't be all that much in love with my cooking.Eve pulled off her tennis shoes and tossed them into the locker, then turned around on the bench so that she could lie out on it full length and allow herself to stop perspiring. No one else was in the ladies' locker room and she found herself dozing as she waited to take her shower. Her drowsy state was ended abruptly by a slam of the door leading outside and the rasping clatter of golf spikes on the cement floor. Eve opened her eyes but remained stretched out on the bench. The women-two of them, to judge by the sounds of their spikes-clattered into the bay of lockers adjoining the one where Eve lay."That was a pretty good round," one of the women said. Eve immediately recognized the voice as that of Gloria Haye. ""There's nothing like luck," came the reply. Eve recognized this voice too; it belonged to Rhoda Weston, one of her best friends. "When you came in so strong with that iron, I just had to roll in a twenty foot putt. That ball couldn't have stayed out of the hole, no matter what!"Eve lifted her head and started to make a wisecrack but then choked it off, deciding to remain quiet and attempt to recapture the drowsy feeling which had felt so comfortable."And speaking of balls and holes, have you been by the club lately?" she heard Gloria ask. The tone of Gloria's voice changed abruptly and it was clear that the question conveyed a veiled meaning, though Eve had no idea what she meant.