Take Me To Bed. Joan Elizabeth Lloyd
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Название: Take Me To Bed
Автор: Joan Elizabeth Lloyd
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Эротическая литература
isbn: 9780758237200
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“Just pull out what you want and let Rob sort out the rest. Since you’re there, you get first dibs.”
“It’s all in that long-discussed separation agreement anyway. Now let’s see.” She planned out loud, her pencil tapping the dates on the calendar in her book. “The house goes on the market July first. I’ll put a few things in storage, pack a couple of bags…. How about I fly out June twenty-fifth. That’s a Sunday. I’ll plan to stay for….”
“Leave your return open. Maybe I’ll be able to convince you to stay for the whole summer.”
“Okay. No return just yet.” Jessie wrote ‘Go to Harrison’ across the space for June twenty-fifth, then slammed her datebook shut and dropped it onto the bed. “Oh Steph, thanks. Now that I’ve made the decision, I feel so relieved. I guess I didn’t realize how much this divorce has taken out of me.”
“Well I did, and I’m delighted that you’ve finally made the right decision.”
The two women talked for another half an hour, and, after she hung up, Jessie pulled off her clothes and soaked in a hot bath. Then, after a dinner of pasta, salad, and a glass of Beck’s Dark, she collapsed into bed and slept through the night for the first time in weeks.
Later that evening, in her bedroom in Harrison, Stephanie stretched out beside her husband Brian. “I can’t believe I actually talked her into coming out here. It will be so good for her.”
Steph was Jessie’s physical opposite, tall and angular with long legs and a slender, tight figure. She had recently had her almost-black hair styled into a shoulder-length bob that framed her conventionally pretty face. She needed almost no makeup to highlight her doelike deep brown eyes, cute turned-up nose, and full, sensuous lips.
Brian rubbed his palm over his wife’s naked hip. “What about us? You know. How much does Jessie know about the way we live?”
“Not much yet, love,” Steph said, sliding her fingers through the heavy black hair on Brian’s chest and gazing into his unusually pale, blue eyes. “But she will, soon enough. It will be an enlightening experience for her.”
“I’ve always had the feeling that there was so much more to her than Rob ever saw. The jerk. While we were making out in the backseat, I used to listen to them in the front.”
“You’re kidding,” Steph said, caressing her husband’s flat stomach with the tips of her fingers. “I was always too busy trying to control your hands, or pretending to, to pay attention to anything else.”
“Oh, I just heard bits and pieces, before and after. He always satisfied himself but I had the feeling that he didn’t pay much attention to whether Jessie was satisfied or not.”
“Tell me the truth,” Steph said. “You always had the hots for her, didn’t you?”
Brian’s breathing quickened. “She was a sexy little number. I know there’s animal sensuality hidden beneath the surface, fighting to get out through all that carefully orchestrated facade. I’d love to be the one to let it out.”
“You and she never made it?”
“Unfortunately, no.”
Steph wrapped her long fingers around Brian’s hard cock. “There’s still hope, you know.”
“I know, babe,” he said, sliding his index finger over her wet inner lips. “I know.” Brian rolled his wife onto her back and slammed into her until they both came, screaming.
After a long and delightfully uneventful flight from Chicago, Jessie walked down the long corridor at Newark Airport and grinned as she saw Steph waving. Just outside the security gate, Jessie dropped her carry-on bag and the two women hugged. Jostled from all sides, they moved out of the line of deplaning passengers. “You took tremendous,” Steph said.
“You like?” Jessie said, turning so Steph could appreciate her new navy linen pantsuit and pale pink tailored blouse. “I went shopping yesterday. I’m new from the skin out.” She lifted one foot and waggled it to show off her new navy low-heeled opera pumps. “And from the top down.”
“You look fabulous,” Steph said, “but I’m disappointed. I wanted to take you shopping myself. You need jeans, shorts, T-shirts, things like that. And, although I lead a denim kind of life most of the time, you’ll need a dress or two.”
“We will shop until we drop, to coin a phrase,” Jessie said, settling the strap of her suitcase on her shoulder. “I only bought a few things and I brought my checkbook and my credit cards.”
“You’re doing okay, financially, I gather.”
“I’m doing just fine. The business is thriving despite the economy and Rob, under mild duress, was very generous, bless his pointed little head.”
“Are you getting alimony?”
“We hassled for a while. His practice nets him in the low six figures but I just wanted payment for the years I spent putting him through dental school so he could drill his bimbo.”
“Bitter, darling?” Steph asked, raising one eyebrow.
Jessie sighed. “I have my moments. But on to better topics. What do we have planned for the next week or so?”
“I thought you might want to relax for a few days. Become a vegetable. So I arranged my schedule so that I’m at the gift shop at the hospital Monday and Thursday, but for the rest of the week, I’m yours.” Steph had been working at the shop at the hospital for several years and, since her arrival, it had become a profitable business for the small local institution.
“You like working at the hospital. I wish I had something like that, something that made me feel good about myself.”
“So do it. When you get back…. No, I won’t talk about you going back to Illinois. It’ll spoil my good mood.”
“And how’s Brian?”
“He’s great, working hard and playing hard. He’s got a tennis game this afternoon, but he said to give you a kiss and tell you he’d see you at dinner.”
“God, I’m so glad to see you,” Jessie said, hugging her friend again.
The two women walked toward the baggage claim area stopping occasionally to hug again. “How much luggage did you bring?” Steph asked, matching her stride to her friend’s.
“Only one large suitcase with some essentials and enough clothes to hold me for a few days. I didn’t want any leftovers.” She heaved a great sigh. “The house is ready to go. And I do mean go. It’s well priced and should sell quickly. And the office is better organized than I’d like to admit.”
In the baggage claim area, they spotted the illuminated sign for the flight from Chicago and reached the edge of the carousel just as it started to move. “We’re looking for a beige tapestry suitcase with brown trim,” Jessie said.
As they watched, the first bag over the top of the chute and onto the turning СКАЧАТЬ