Can an unorthodox solution relieve the tension between a bride
and her impotent groom?
Mari is deeply in love with her husband, Justin. But shortly
after their marriage, a tragic accident leaves Justin impotent.
The newlyweds do their best to work around the problem, but no
matter what they try, Mari remains unsatisfied.
Until Justin brings home his best friend, Paul...
Excerpt
She was arranging cookies on a plate when the door opened and
Justin slipped into the room. Without speaking, he took her
elbow and spun her around, pulling her against his body. He
tilted his head, finding her mouth to kiss her slowly, his tongue
barely teasing her lips. Mari opened herself to the kiss automatically,
her arms going around his neck. She loved the way Justin kissed.
He always took his time with each caress, like he wanted to
impress each one on her memory.
Mari was so caught up in the kiss, she didn't hear the kitchen
door open again. And she didn't hear Paul's shoes on the linoleum
floor. And she didn't know he was standing behind her until
he ran his fingers down her ribs and pressed his chest against
her back. She jerked out of the kiss like she had been scalded,
but she didn't have the chance to say a single word of protest
before Justin was kissing her again.
It was an unfair tactic, and they both knew it. Justin was
using his mouth to disarm her, to steal the oxygen from her
brain until she would agree to anything. Each kiss was a little
deeper, a little longer, a little more thorough, until her head
was spinning, and she couldn't tell the difference between the
two men as they touched her. Her lungs burned. Her skin burned
everywhere they touched her.
Clever fingers on her back, her ribs, her arms, the sides of
her breasts. Nobody's touch went too far. Neither man strayed
to her nipples, her ass, her pussy, but that made it worse.
She shifted her weight, grinding against Justin, but inadvertently
pushing her ass against Paul's hard cock.
Mari froze. Her mind still wanted to put a stop to this, but
the second she felt the proof of Paul's arousal, she immediately
soaked her panties. Her pussy clenched and unclenched rapidly,
and she could already feel him. His cock between her lips. His
cock pounding into her. Every second of desire, every frustrated
moment of lust, every hidden fantasy finally swept through her,
and she remembered what Justin apparently couldn't forget-just
what was missing from her sex-life.