by SS Hampton, Sr.
Genre Erotic Romance
Release October 17, 2014
Editor Lea Schizas
Cover Designer Cora Graphics
Burt and Rachel Markham are ordinary small business owners of a seed & feed store in a small Kansas farming and ranching community. Many years before, as young university graduates eagerly anticipating exciting overseas employment, a lifetime in Kansas was the furthest thing from their minds, particularly Rachel who was raised overseas and dreamed of going back. By July 2013 their twin 18-year old daughters, having graduated high school several months before, go east to attend a university. Burt and Rachel settle into their new life of an empty house and a predictable and unchanging routine that threatens to stretch far into the future. One summer evening Burt has an idea—but will Rachel accept the idea? If she does, will the idea add new excitement to their marriage, or destroy it?
She looked at him curiously, moved closer and pulled his hand into her lap.
Burt glanced at her. “What?”
“You’ve had something on your mind for the past week or so.”
“Well, what’s on your mind?” she asked.
“Life is good,” he said.
“Yes, it is.”
“A never ending routine,” he murmured.
She chuckled. “A routine is good.”
“But that’s not what’s on your mind.” She raised her eyebrows.
“Yeahhh.” He nodded and finished his beer. “I think I’ll get another one. You?”
“Stay.” She tightened her grip on his hand and a teasing smirk appeared on her face. “What’s on your mind that you need another beer to ask me? Or that I might want more wine after you asked me?” A sudden frown filled her face. “Or is there something you need to tell me?”
He hesitated. He didn’t think it was obvious that something was on his mind. “Well, I’m just curious about something.”
“Ask.” Her frown eased a little.
He said, “I see you like the attention Maximiliano gives you, the way he flirts with you.”
Her frown disappeared, replaced by a hint of a guilty smile. “A little flirting never hurt anyone. And yes, I enjoy it. Jealous?”
“No. Sort of. I mean, not really. I know a little flirting never hurt. For a woman in her forties you’re still a hottie, very sexy, and very sensuous, so it’s not surprising that men flirt with you.”
She gave him a warm look. “Thank you.”
He hesitated, took a deep breath, and asked, “So, how do you feel about breaking that never ending routine?”
Rachel gave him puzzled look. “How so?”
Burt took another deep breath. It was now or never; if he backed off she would ask questions. “Well, how about something a little kinky?”
Rachel shifted on the porch swing to face him, tucked her legs under her and looked at him. A hint of a smile followed by a tiny smirk played at the corners of her lips. “Define kinky.”
Burt smiled a little uneasily. “Well, something sexual.”
“You want me to use a strap-on on you.”
He rolled his eyes. “Oh good God.”
“Okay, not that kinky.” She leaned forward conspiratorially. “You want me to spank you.” He closed his eyes, shook his head and sighed. “Well, either give me a clue or tell me.”
Burt took a deep breath. It was really now or never. He forced himself to look at her and speak clearly. “Okay. What do you think of a wife swap with another couple or a threesome with me and another woman, or maybe with another guy?”