The Other Wives Club by Shari Low

Author:Shari Low [Low, Shari]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781786692009
Publisher: Head of Zeus
Published: 2016-09-29T04:00:00+00:00

Mona

Mona stretched out on the sunbed and sighed contentedly. This was bliss. Utter bliss. Of course, she was wearing factor fifty sun cream to protect against wrinkles and skin cancer, but the heat on her body was making her extremely happy. And extremely horny, she realized. It might even be worth tempting Piers back into the bedroom just for a quickie. She inevitably closed her eyes and pretended it was someone else anyway.

Taking a sip of her vodka tonic, she briefly wondered how Drew was getting on. The thought irritated her. What on earth had possessed Tess to arrange an excursion for them? And why had he agreed? Drew hated sightseeing. It made him miserable and grouchy and he always ended up wandering off on his own. The more she was around those two, the more she was certain that they had absolutely nothing in common.

All Drew wanted to do was drink good wine, eat good food, have in-depth, intelligent discussions and work out until he ached.

That thought sent a frisson of horniness coursing through her. It was incredibly crass, but she couldn’t help thinking that she would give him a workout that was far more effective than an hour on a stationary bike.

But back to the point. Other than her obvious enjoyment of a large meal, Tess had no interest in any of the things Drew enjoyed.

Her inner monologue was interrupted when she felt herself chill, and realized that Piers was standing above her, shading her from the heat of both the sun and her filthy thoughts.

‘Here you go, love, thought you might like a top-up.’ He put another vodka tonic on the table beside her lounger. She shouldn’t. She really shouldn’t. But it was already two o’clock and she was on holiday – two drinks wouldn’t kill her. She’d just work extra hard in the gym tomorrow morning to burn off the calories.

With a loud grunt of exertion, Piers plumped down on the sunbed next to her and playfully slapped her thigh. She fought the urge to return the gesture with a non-playful punch to his face.

‘All right, pet? You look like one of those adverts for suntan lotion lying there.’

There was a compliment in there somewhere. Her leopard-print Dolce & Gabbana bikini would come up great in a publicity shot – especially if their poster boy, David Gandy, was removing it from her with his teeth. Two David Gandy fantasies in one week. Ah, if only Mr Gandy was here and if only her bloody husband wasn’t sat there like a sweating whale, blocking her sun.

Right on cue, the second of those wishes came true, when the doorbell rang and Piers went off to investigate. Mona rolled on to her front and rejoiced once again that their suite came with its own terrace and sunbeds. It was definitely preferable to lying on the public decks with all those kids running around, and large men called Chad and Josh shouting at the tops of their voices while playing water polo in the pool.

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