The Hot Flash Club by Nancy Thayer

Author:Nancy Thayer
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction
ISBN: 9780307417145
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2007-12-17T16:00:00+00:00

27

“This is it.” Barton Baker unlocked his apartment door and ushered Marilyn inside. “Pretty basic, isn’t it?”

The room was small, square, and gray. The gray sectional furniture sat on a gray rug that ran right up to the gray-and-white faux-marble tiles of the chrome-and-gray kitchen.

As far as Marilyn was concerned, the place was done up in leopard skin and fur. However it looked, it was the lair of a single man, a man ten years younger than she was, a man who had just taken her out to a heavenly dinner and kissed her so passionately in the elevator on their way up Marilyn thought her clothes might ignite.

“Nervous?” Barton asked. He ran his hands through his already disheveled black hair, a sign, Marilyn thought, that he was excited.

Marilyn nodded. They were still standing just inside the door. Marilyn’s knees were so weak she wasn’t sure she could take another step. She hadn’t spoken with Theodore since she caught him with the grad student, and just then she didn’t care if she ever spoke to her husband again.

“I am, too.” His voice cracked endearingly. “I’ve got some good white wine. Unless you’d prefer cognac?”

“Cognac,” Marilyn croaked.

“Hey.” Barton put his hands on Marilyn’s shoulders. “Don’t be afraid. We won’t do anything you don’t want to do.”

His touch was enough to bury her fears in a landslide of lust. Marilyn lifted her head and took a step forward. His arms went around her, his mouth lowered to hers. He pressed his body against hers, and someone moaned. Marilyn was pretty sure it was she.

Barton was taller than Theodore, and both slimmer and more massive. His chest was hard, his stomach flat, his hips, oh Lord, what was that? It had been so long since she and Theodore had made love, and it had been years—decades—since he’d pressed a big long erection against her loins. She’d forgotten how perfectly configured the biological system was, how the circuitry of the human body was wired superbly for this—mating.

“Let’s have the cognac later, okay?” Barton asked, his breath making every little hair on her neck stand at attention and tingle like antennae.

“Okay.”

He led her into the bedroom. More gray. He tossed back the duvet and lowered her with him onto the bed. In his hurry, or perhaps out of kindness, he didn’t turn on the lamp but let the light from the living room drift in through the open bedroom door to bathe the room in silver. Still, as they removed their clothes, Marilyn felt like the contemporary little pill bug related to the trilobite, who rolled up in a ball whenever frightened. She almost wished she could curl up in a ball herself, defending and hiding her ancient body, so inscribed with the stretch marks of her pregnancy with Teddy, her skin speckled like a duck egg with millions of tiny pink moles that had blossomed all over her during the past two years. Her breasts were full, with unusually wide, dark nipples that resembled

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