Sample Sunday: Excerpt from Extracurricular Activity

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A Mistress’s Karma:

The next night when Walter came to my place after work, he promptly wanted to go take a shower. I usually met him at the door, ready to sex his stress away, but he told me that he was too tired…that he just wanted to take a shower and go to sleep.

“Okay, I’ll come with you; it’s been a long time since we made love in the shower,” I said seductively while walking over to him and wrapping my arms around his neck.

“Nah, I’m really not in the mood for that tonight.”

“Hell, lately, you’re never in the mood,” I snapped, angry and embarrassed that he’d rejected me, even as I stood there damn near naked in a new black bra and panty set from Victoria’s secret, complete with thigh high stockings and a pair of peep toe stilettos.

Rather than answer me, Walter simply began removing his keys and wallet from his pants pockets and set them on the dresser, as if I hadn’t said a word.

“You’re cheating on me, aren’t you?”

Walter gave me a look- one that suggested that I was getting on his nerves- but he still didn’t answer my question.

“Let me smell your dick,” I demanded.

That bastard actually laughed when I said that.

“Oh, you think I’m playing?!” I dropped to my knees and began trying to unzip his pants, so I could pull his dick out. Walter tried to back away from me and he even pushed my head away, but I was determined. I reached for his crotch area again and despite his resistance, I managed to pull his penis out of his boxer briefs. I began sniffing it, trying to see if I could detect any signs of Walter’s infidelity. Usually, Walter’s dick smelled like a manly combination of sweat, slight must, and baby powder, but I swore I detected the distinct semen-mixed-with-vagina-after-sex, smell.

“Carmyn, stop it. You’re acting like a crazy person. Better yet, you’re acting like my damn wife,” Walter yelled, pushing me away from him again, this time so hard that I fell backwards on my ass. He looked down at me with disgust and contempt written on his face, then he shook his head and started towards the bathroom.

“Newsflash, I am your wife,” I yelled, holding up my left hand, showing him the silver wedding band he’d bought for me.

“I meant my other wife. Both of y’all bitches are silly as hell.”

“I know you didn’t just call me a bitch?!”

“Look, I’m tired and sleepy. I’m going to take a shower. I refuse to engage in this bullshit with you tonight. If you can’t trust me, then get your stuff and move the fuck on. I don’t need this shit.” And with that, Walter strolled into the adjoining bathroom and slammed the door closed behind him.

I plopped down on the bed and pouted. I thought about just going into the bathroom and getting in the shower with him anyway, but when I walked over and turned the door knob, it was locked.

“Oh, we’re locking doors now?!” I yelled while beating on the door with my fist.

I continued banging on the door- determined to knock until Walter let me in- until I heard a vibrating noise coming from his pants, which he’d taken off and left on the floor, along with his dress shirt, socks, and shoes. I walked over to see who was calling him, but to my surprise, I was unable to access his phone because he had a pattern lock on it. I tried drawing several different patterns to unlock the phone, but none of them allowed me access.

I was confused as to when and why Walter had put the pattern lock on his phone in the first place because when we got married, he’d told me that he didn’t have any secrets and that I was welcome to have access to his phone anytime. As much as I didn’t want to believe what mama had told me, it did seem to me that Walter was keeping secrets from me, and since I know all about Ramona, I knew that whoever had him acting all secretive these days wasn’t her.

When I heard the water turn off in the bathroom, I quickly put the phone back in his pocket, got in the bed, and pretended as if I’d been channel surfing when he walked back into the bedroom.

Walter took his phone out of his pants pocket before he got in the bed. I tried to peek out the corner of my eye as he quickly drew a pattern to unlock the screen on his phone, but he did it too fast for me to see. He set the alarm on his phone, then put it on the nightstand and gave me a quick peck on the cheek, as if nothing had happened, before he turned onto his side and went to sleep.

I don’t want a damn peck on the cheek, I wanted your lips on my clit, I mumbled under my breath, but it didn’t look like that was going to happen, so I turned over and took my ass to sleep.

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Synopsis: 

Elementary school teacher, Summer Wallace, has been looking forward to summertime…her favorite time of the year. Not only does she get a break from her sometimes unruly students, she’s looking forward to letting her hair down when she and her best friend and cousin, Dionne take their annual summer trip, this year to sizzling Miami- the fun in the sun capital of the world.

However, Summer’s excitement is short-lived after her boyfriend suddenly dumps her. Humiliated after she catches him with another woman, she contemplates skipping the trip to Miami in favor or staying home to drown her sorrows in ice cream and romance novels, but Dionne is not even trying to hear that, so she packs her bags and heads to The Magic City.

What promises to be her most depressing summer vacation ever takes an interesting turn after she visit’s the hotel spa and is given a nearly orgasmic rub-down by smooth-talking massage therapist, Mekhi, who is the epitome of dark chocolate sexiness. While Mekhi relieves Summer of her built up tension and stress, an immediate, undeniable sexual chemistry permeates the air in the room around them. Will Summer resist temptation or give in to her desires by engaging in a fling on the rebound with this sexy stranger?

 

Excerpt: 

Mehki began the full body massage ritual by starting at her feet, focusing on pressure points as he rubbed them. Next, he glided his hand up to her calves, deeply massaging first one and then the other, before he moved his hangs higher, to rub the backs of her thighs. Summer bit her lip in an attempt to stifle the moan that took form in her throat and threatened to escape her mouth when Mekhi’s large hands squeezed her ass as he slowly and thoroughly massaged her body, and her breath caught in her throat when his fingers nearly touched the forbidden spot between her thighs as he continued his treatment. Summer simply closed her eyes and tried to block out the dirty thoughts that crept into her head as Mekhi relieved her of pain and stress. Damn, if only he’d move his hand a little to the left.

“So,  are you from around here?” Mekhi asked as he worked.

“No, I’m visiting with my best friend, Dionne for summer vacation,” Summer responded.

“Cool. You enjoying it here so far?”

“I guess.”

“You guess? Miami is one of the most beautiful vacation destinations in the world, and you have to guess?”

“I’ve only been here two days, and I have mostly stayed in my room.”

“Jetlag had you tired?”

“Not really….I just didn’t feel like getting out of bed. I honestly didn’t even want to come on the trip, but Dionne would have never let me hear the end of it if I hadn’t come.”

“Why didn’t you want to come, if you don’t mind my asking?”

Summer shrugged as Mekhi rubbed her shoulders. “I just…have a lot going on right now that’s keeping me from enjoying myself.”

“Care to elaborate?”

“Man problems, let’s just leave it at that.”

“Ah, I see,” Mekhi said, she his hands dropped back to Summer’s butt and he squeezed her plump cheeks again, which caused Summer to twitch. She held her breath as his fingers glided up and down the inside of her thighs again, the tips of his fingers barely grazing her Georgia peach.

This feels so inappropriate…yet so good at the same time, Summer thought to herself.

“Can you turn over onto your back now?” Mekhi’s deep voice said, breaking her thoughts.

Summer turned over and looked up at Mekhi, who stared down at her with unmistakable lust in his eyes for a brief moment before he began his work. Just as before, Mekhi began at her feet and worked his way up. Even though Mekhi made sure not to touch any of the forbidden areas, he’d let his fingers glide dangerously close before he’d move to another spot.

“Does this feel good to you?” Mekhi asked as he looked down into Summer’s big, brown eyes while he rubbed the inside of her thighs, applying just the right amount of pressure to them to cause her thighs to tingle in reaction to his touch.

“Yes.” Summer’s voice was barely a whisper and her eyelids fluttered rapidly. She bit her lip and groaned when Mekhi’s fingers repeatedly grazed the inside edge of her underwear and she was sure he was going to touch her there. To her disappointment, he remained professional and never did.

Mekhi grasped Summer’s forearm and lightly massaged it, all the way down to fingertips. “Did you know that the wrist has direct access to one of a woman’s erogenous zones?”

Summer shook her head no. “What are erogenous zones? And no, I didn’t know that.”

Mekhi turned her arm so that her palm was facing upward and slid his fingers along the crease inside her wrist and rubbed it, applying slight pressure to the spot right underneath her palm. He gently pressed the spot with his thumb, which caused Summer to flinch a little. “Erogenous zones are sexual pressure points, basically.” He pressed the spot again as he looked down at Summer’s face to gauge her reaction.

“What was that?” she asked. Whatever Mekhi had just did, it immediately awaked all of her sexual senses and sent a tingling jolt of energy throughout her entire body.

“That was me finding one of your g-spots,” he answered as he moved to the other arm and began the same ritual.

“Wow, who knew the wrist could be so exciting?” Summer said nervously. She was still trying to recover from whatever Mekhi had done a few seconds ago when he’d pressed that spot on her wrist.

 

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Every Woman’s Dream

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Master storyteller Mary Monroe begins her Lonely Heart, Deadly Heart series with a page-turning tale of seduction and shocking surprises, as two unhappy women fulfill their every erotic dream—and find a desire that kills…
 
As teenagers, best friends Lola Poole and Joan Procter concocted a scheme to escape their boredom, pass the time between boyfriends—and bring in some money. It all started when they got in the habit of corresponding with lonely, unsuspecting—and generous—older men. In return for their “love letters,” the teens were rewarded with checks. The fun only ended when their swindle nearly got them killed. Now they’re grown, but they’re still longing for every woman’s dream of love and excitement…

Joan is unhappily married, while Lola is done with putting her life on hold for her selfish relatives’ demands. As girls they were looking for money, but as women they have other needs they want satisfied. And thanks to online dating and a parade of lovers, they’re getting all the sexy fun they missed out on. It’s a downright addictive game. But games can’t last forever—and someone has to lose…

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The Head Mistress

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