Four-Way Frenzy - Erotic Novel - Sand Wayne - E-Book

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A Vintage Erotic Novel Involving a Sexy and Seductive Girl, Full of Sexual Adventures, Surprises and Twists.

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

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Four-Way Frenzy

CHAPTER ONEIn her fashionable split-level "ranch" home in suburban Porlawn, Alice Henderson was working with a savage grudge. She was on her hands and knees, vigorously polishing to a high sheen the walnut parquet flooring which covered the entrance foyer and short hallway to her kitchen, and every rubbing motion she made clearly indicated her irritation, her normally full red lips now drawn to a tight line, her expression harried and pursed with anxiety. Early evening shadows were beginning to filter through the large picture window in the living room, casting across the satiny wood floor and making her chore all the more difficult. It was hardly worth doing, she thought; hardly worth doing at all. It would only go unappreciated, just like everything else-including herself.Considering, it definitely was a waste of time and energy, and she might as well quit before she strained her back. Alice gave one last swipe to the floor and sat back on her heels, wiping her hands on her tight shorts and breathing a sigh of disgust. Every muscle of her five-foot-six-inch body seemed to ache. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was tied back in a bright cobalt blue kerchief, which made her azure eyes seem an even deeper shade than usual; wisps of hair strayed from the kerchief, and her deep shaded eyes were depthless with smoldering resentment. Sighing again, she straightened to her feet, revealing a pair of long, shapely legs and svelte, lush thighs, her figure fuller than when she had been an eighteen-year-old bride, but still very provocative and sensual after another eighteen years of marriage.And one month of separation.One month to the day since Dale had walked out on her, calling her vile names and swearing he'd file for divorce. One month and not a word, not a letter, not a rumor or whisper since.He was gone for good. She knew he was; that she'd lost him. She knew it deep in her bones like the intuition of a terminal disease. Like a disease, the knowledge gave her a clammy sensation of fear and despondency, of bleakness and bitterness. Even her daughter gave Alice no consultation; only damnation.