Burn Erotica by Jade Stone

Author:Jade Stone [Burn... Erotica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Torrid Books
Published: 2016-07-28T04:00:00+00:00

Strawberry Punch

International business travel is always exciting when you first start doing it, especially the part where you don’t have to pay for it. But after about three years it becomes a drag, and after fifteen years, it’s a real drag. Especially when you’ve got a wife at home like I’ve got.

Cherie is my second wife, and until I met her, I didn’t actually know marriage could be so, well, good. Really good. Amazing, actually. I have the perfect woman in every way. As for looks, imagine Dita von Teese, but even hotter than that. That’s the woman I’m married to. The best part—she loves being fucked by me. Anytime. Anywhere. Everywhere.

But right now, I’m stuck on a flight from Hong Kong with a bunch of douche bag IT executives, including Ted, my drone of a boss.

“What you buying for Cherie from the duty free?” he asks, like it’s any of his damn business what I buy my wife.

“Couple of bottles of the best stuff,” I reply.

I’ll call Cherie when I’m in the shop and see if she wants anything. I’ll buy that woman whatever the fuck she wants.

“What are you buying for Susan?” I ask Ted out of politeness.

“Fuck, I can’t remember,” Ted snorts. “She gave me a list, I gave it to Melissa; she’ll text it to me.”

Ted has two women who think for him—Susan, his wife, and Mel, his PA. I think they even find his ass in the dark and hand it to him. He’s fifty-seven and grossly overweight. Ted wants to fuck Mel but as they say, dreams are free. He fucks Susan sometimes but he doesn’t like it much, and I’ve no doubt the feeling is mutual. I know he definitely beats off thinking about my wife.

I’ve been stuck with this fool for ten days.

“So, Cherie will have a cherry pie or somethin’ waitin’ for ya, eh?”

The fool has been drinking too much again; I can smell it from where I sit. I pretend to be asleep.

I think of my wife, her perfectly manicured red fingernails at the end of her perfect slender white hand, wrapped around my cock. Her hand leading my swollen cock to her perfect crimson mouth. I feel my cock start to twitch; I quickly think of football. I don’t want these clowns telling everyone at work I got a hard-on in the plane.

Cherie is thirty-six and I met her five years ago, in the apartment building where we lived; yeah, we were neighbours. She was a chef at a leading restaurant. Not just any chef either. She’s won awards and she has a top selling line of cookbooks. She left her job at the restaurant about six months ago to concentrate more on her books. Somehow I married a woman who looks like Dita von Teese, cooks like Nigella Lawson and fucks like Jenna Jameson. I suppress a smile to myself, yes, such a woman exists—and she’s married to me.

When she was my neighbour she was married, and I was married.

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