MILF & Cookies E-Book

Avery Rowan

• Herausgeber: Sandy Shores Publishing
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

The holidays never tasted so good!

Brad Wilson wasn’t excited about coming home for the holidays, but he was even less thrilled remaining on campus. He needed a break from the monotony of college classes. However, as he slid out of his car, his middle-aged neighbor, Cynthia Rogers, asks for his help baking cookies. He agrees, fantasies of his gorgeous neighbor filling his head. Once he enters her kitchen, the oven isn’t the only that heats up.

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Leseprobe

MILF & Cookies

An Erotic Christmas Short

Avery Rowan

Sandy Shores Publishing

Copyright

MILF & Cookies

By Avery Rowan

First Edition

Copyright © 2021 Avery Rowan

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This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are strictly products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Contents

1.

Chapter One

2.

Chapter Two

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Chapter Three

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Chapter Four

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Chapter Five

6.

Chapter Six

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Chapter One

BradWilsonslidout of his car and into the late-morning sun, a slight chill blowing over him and making him shiver slightly. He wasn’t exactly looking forward to winter break since his parents worked most of the time, and he expected to be bored out of his mind. Still, he was just as bored on campus as well, so he drove through the night just to get back home. However, since he started his drive earlier than he told his parents he would, no one was home to greet him, which he really didn’t expect, since they were both workaholics. Ah, well. That just means I get the hot tub to myself.

“Welcome home, Brad,” his neighbor, Cynthia Wilson, called out as she stepped onto her front porch to water her plants. “I’m surprised to see you. Your parents said you weren’t coming home until later this afternoon, so I’m not sure anyone is there.”

He turned toward the sound of the voice, smiling as he soaked in the woman’s body, trying hard not to make it look like he looked her up and down. She went about watering the plants, her arms stretching and pulling her shorts higher on her thighs, almost exposing the sweet valley he fantasized about since he learned about girls. “Hey, Mrs. Wilson. Yeah, I know, but I was eager to be back here and away from the campus. This year’s been rather rough.”

She nodded. “A junior this year, right? Getting closer to the end. I can imagine the classes are getting tougher. Are you excited?”

“I am,” he told her as he walked over to the edge of the property, slipping his hands into his pockets. There was something about his neighbor that always got his cock hard, and he didn’t need it coming to life right then while he talked to her. “Nervous, but definitely excited. It feels like I’ve been in school forever.”

She laughed as she set the watering can on the porch and slid her hands into the back pockets of her tight jean shorts, which opened her up even more to his hungry gaze. He had always thought Cynthia was one of the hottest women he knew, and he had had fantasies about her since he reached puberty. He friended her son, Chuck, just so he could be near the sexy woman, and they remained friends up until they both graduated and headed in different directions—Brad to college, and Chuck into the army. Brad had used that friendship while growing up to invite himself over whenever his friend’s mother was sunbathing by their pool. Of course, with Christmas almost here, and the weather dropping, he doubted he would get a chance to see her in a bathing suit on this trip home. Still, that didn’t stop his gaze from lingering over the sweet V between her thighs for a moment while she stood on her porch.

Brad felt his cock throb slightly as he thought about all the times he had gawked at her through his window while she laid out in her backyard or worked in her garden, her ass up in the air as she bent over. Glancing back up, he allowed his gaze to graze over her breasts, the creamy tops spilling out of her V-neck T-shirt. If there was one thing Santa could give him this year that would make his world, it would be a few moments alone with Mrs. Wilson.

“I bet it does,” she said. “I remember that same feeling when I was your age. Time seemed to drag on forever, and all I wanted was out of school and out of my parents’ house.” She shook her head, giggling softly. “Now, I think I’d give anything to be back in my college days, having fun exploring and avoiding the real-world responsibilities. Getting old sucks.”

“What? You’re not old at all,” he told her, feeling his brows pinch as he stared over at her. “You’re one of the most gorgeous women I know.”

He saw her cheeks color slightly as she dipped her head a little. “Well, thank you,” she said. “That’s nice to hear, but sometimes, the old body doesn’t feel like I wish it did.” Then she slid a hand out of her pocket and waved off the topic. “Enough of that. Any plans for the next two weeks?”

“Just kicking back and relaxing,” he told her, wishing he could make her see herself the way he did. “Any chance of Chuck coming home for the holidays?”

“No, he used up his leave this summer,” she told him. “It’ll be just me and Mr. Wilson this year, and knowing him, he’ll be working all the time.” She shook her head. “All that man does is work.” She shrugged. “Ah well, leaves me plenty of time for my baking.”

Brad felt the grin cross his face as he thought of Mrs. Wilson’s Christmas cookies. “I’ll be honest, I was kind of hoping you’d bake some of those sugar cookies you do every year. I’ve been looking forward to them all semester. The food on campus is kind of… Well, it sucks.” He chuckled as he shrugged.

Mrs. Wilson giggled some more, and the sound stirred everything inside of him. “Well, you’re in luck then,” she said, smiling over at him. “As soon as your mom told me you were coming in today, I started pulling out all my cookie-making paraphernalia.” She cocked her head a little as she stared over at him. “I could always use some help if you’re willing. It’s always more fun when there’s two sets of hands in the kitchen.”

An afternoon alone with his neighbor? There was no way Brad would pass that up. “Sounds like fun,” he told her. “Let me get my things settled, and I’ll come right over. Knowing my folks, they probably won’t be home for a few more hours anyway, especially since they didn’t know I was coming home early.”

“Well, that sounds perfect for me,” she said, nodding. “I’ll even rustle us up some lunch. Can’t have my kitchen helper hungry, now can I?” She winked at him as she said it, smiling.

If she only knew what Brad was truly hungry for, she might change her mind. “Sounds good,” he said, feeling his heart pound harder in his chest at the thought of being alone with his sexy neighbor. “I won’t be long.”

“Take your time,” she told him. “We have all day to have our fun.” And the look she gave him when she said it made his cock throb even more inside his pants.