A Summer Vacation: A Wife-Swapping Novella by Arnica Butler

Author:Arnica Butler [Butler, Arnica]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Thirteenth Line Publications
Published: 2016-04-11T05:00:00+00:00

Reza disappeared after lunch, and Helena could feel that she was both grateful and disappointed. Grateful, because she could feel herself thinking and acting in ways that almost scandalized her. And disappointed, she supposed, for the same reason.

They had returned to the pool, and Zahra had been called away by Haley, the mysterious jean-clad “maid” and chef, who had brought her a phone.

Helena had settled back into relaxing, trying to steer her thoughts away from the brewing naughtiness in her head.

And then.

“Is it true?”

Helena had to fight hard with her body to keep the shudder that went through her from surfacing in a way that Reza could see. She probably wasn't successful. Just the smooth sound of his voice was enough to drive her wild.

The thought went through her head was that Reza wasn't supposed to be there. It was why Helena had allowed herself the indulgence of actually relaxing by the pool. With her top off.

Right? That was why she had done that, wasn't it? Not because she had secretly hoped he would come back and see her again?

Now her heart was racing, and she was positive this kind of start was terrible for her health. She fought to remain calm, and keep her eyes closed, and behave more like Zahra.

Zahra. That's who she should be thinking about. And Steve.

And not herself, not the fact that she could feel her pussy throbbing already, just from the caress of his voice over her skin.

What had he asked her? How should she act?

A long and awkward pause unfolded why she struggled to come up with a reaction.

She pushed her sunglasses into her hair and smiled at Reza, who was standing over her and took her opened eyes as an invitation to sit on the edge of her lounge chair.

“I thought you weren't...here,” she said. She realized she was topless, and resisted an urge to cover herself.

Reza gave a glance back at the house, as though he read her scattered thoughts and plucked, from all of the things she was thinking, the thought about Zahra. Zahra her good friend, whose half-naked husband was sitting on the lounge chair, tan and sculpted.

“Zahra's going to be on a conference call with the bank for a bit,” he said casually.

Helena's pulse began to race even faster, so fast she felt dizzy. Her stomach twisted, her insides went cold and hot.

There was no denying, though she tried very hard, that she wasn't having the same immature thoughts about Reza that she had about many a boy when she was an adolescent. That in spite of the way it would violate her wedding vows, and her friendship, she liked to sit in the sun and fantasize about Reza running his eyes all over her again, and that he secretly was attracted to her, and then even more intense fantasies than that. She liked to think of all the places she could hide away with Reza and feel more than just his eyes on her.

But now? Now that

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