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Taboo Investments

Cheating Wives and Hot Investments
Boruma Publishing, LLCerschienen am01.07.2022
A single investor with a profitable idea can change the face of a small town.


Mark is scouting the town to see if it is a suitable place. The local hotel, a relic from the Old West, is failing, but looks perfect. And Jeri, one of the owners attracts him as a possible star attraction. The town's economy is failing and that suits Mark and his investor Lennox, who own Taboo Investments, just fine. It will keep the costs of filming their Western porn movie low, and keep locals from objecting to their project. Working with them provides a number of ways for locals to dig out of their entrenched lives.


But Lennox arrives with his own, darker agenda. He has more personal plans for Lana, who is the town's banker and its sexually frustrated mayor. He's also after her lawyer sister. The plans, temptations, and delights he offers each of them are quite different. And he even has a strategy for getting rid of Jeri's husband of Jeri, who is excited about their plans and being the leading lady in their film.


----- PG Excerpt -----


The hot summer sun poured in through the downstairs windows of the old hotel. By late morning, despite opening the windows, it was baking hot in the lobby and the office. Jeri only wore a short skirt, panties, and a thin tee shirt, but even then, they were soaked.


Outside, in the back alley, she could hear the two men who were working to get the air conditioner unit running again. Trying to resuscitate the ancient unit, the head man had called it. They couldn't afford a new one and fixing the old one was taking time. Of course, here it was July already, in the worst heat, and the men were just getting to it. That was one of the hassles of life in a small town, getting things done. Pleasant Mountain had a lot going for it, but a ready supply of reliable repairmen wasn't one of them.


Even if they weren't everything she could wish for that way, the younger guy was nice to look at, real eye candy. Unfortunately, watching him made her feel even warmer. His name was Greg and from the moment he showed up, her thoughts had focused on how nice it would be to get him alone and do a lot more than look. He was probably not much more than twenty-one, so a few years younger than she was, with broad shoulders, rippling biceps, and an engaging smile. All that was enhanced by the bulging crotch of his jeans. The sight made her smile to herself. While Robert, her husband, wasn't tiny, he was no porn star. This Greg, however... She couldn't help but wonder what he offered a girl. That Robert had been ignoring her for far too long now added to her hunger and made her more than a little curious.


As the day wore on, Greg took off his shirt, giving her a view that was even nicer. Unfortunately, it was also a lot more frustrating. The old guy, his boss, was around all the time, showing him how to do the work. He'd start Greg on something and hover around him to see that he did it right. Greg would glance at her from time to time, so Jeri made sure Greg could see her. She flashed him interested smiles. Maybe that could lead somewhere.


Whenever Greg came into the office for anything, she'd do something to get his attention. Once he came in while she was sitting in her chair and she put her long, bare leg up on the desk and stroked it, turning it like she was rubbing lotion into it. She'd always been told she had sexy legs and the look on his face told her he knew she was doing it for him.


The next time, she pretended to ignore him but turned sideways so he'd see her in profile, get a look at her breasts and the way they showed through the sweaty cotton.


And Robert was gone. He'd been there when the men first arrived. He'd gone over the work with them and then holed himself up in their little apartment that was alongside the office at the back of the building. He said he'd be going over the accounts, see if they couldn't stall payments to some vendors and maybe make some calls to get travel agents interested in booking the hotel.


The truth was that they had money problems that added to her stress. Anything he could do that would improve the cash flow would be helpful. Unfortunately, she had come to learn that Robert wasn't the most creative guy she'd ever known, in or out of bed.mehr

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KlappentextA single investor with a profitable idea can change the face of a small town.


Mark is scouting the town to see if it is a suitable place. The local hotel, a relic from the Old West, is failing, but looks perfect. And Jeri, one of the owners attracts him as a possible star attraction. The town's economy is failing and that suits Mark and his investor Lennox, who own Taboo Investments, just fine. It will keep the costs of filming their Western porn movie low, and keep locals from objecting to their project. Working with them provides a number of ways for locals to dig out of their entrenched lives.


But Lennox arrives with his own, darker agenda. He has more personal plans for Lana, who is the town's banker and its sexually frustrated mayor. He's also after her lawyer sister. The plans, temptations, and delights he offers each of them are quite different. And he even has a strategy for getting rid of Jeri's husband of Jeri, who is excited about their plans and being the leading lady in their film.


----- PG Excerpt -----


The hot summer sun poured in through the downstairs windows of the old hotel. By late morning, despite opening the windows, it was baking hot in the lobby and the office. Jeri only wore a short skirt, panties, and a thin tee shirt, but even then, they were soaked.


Outside, in the back alley, she could hear the two men who were working to get the air conditioner unit running again. Trying to resuscitate the ancient unit, the head man had called it. They couldn't afford a new one and fixing the old one was taking time. Of course, here it was July already, in the worst heat, and the men were just getting to it. That was one of the hassles of life in a small town, getting things done. Pleasant Mountain had a lot going for it, but a ready supply of reliable repairmen wasn't one of them.


Even if they weren't everything she could wish for that way, the younger guy was nice to look at, real eye candy. Unfortunately, watching him made her feel even warmer. His name was Greg and from the moment he showed up, her thoughts had focused on how nice it would be to get him alone and do a lot more than look. He was probably not much more than twenty-one, so a few years younger than she was, with broad shoulders, rippling biceps, and an engaging smile. All that was enhanced by the bulging crotch of his jeans. The sight made her smile to herself. While Robert, her husband, wasn't tiny, he was no porn star. This Greg, however... She couldn't help but wonder what he offered a girl. That Robert had been ignoring her for far too long now added to her hunger and made her more than a little curious.


As the day wore on, Greg took off his shirt, giving her a view that was even nicer. Unfortunately, it was also a lot more frustrating. The old guy, his boss, was around all the time, showing him how to do the work. He'd start Greg on something and hover around him to see that he did it right. Greg would glance at her from time to time, so Jeri made sure Greg could see her. She flashed him interested smiles. Maybe that could lead somewhere.


Whenever Greg came into the office for anything, she'd do something to get his attention. Once he came in while she was sitting in her chair and she put her long, bare leg up on the desk and stroked it, turning it like she was rubbing lotion into it. She'd always been told she had sexy legs and the look on his face told her he knew she was doing it for him.


The next time, she pretended to ignore him but turned sideways so he'd see her in profile, get a look at her breasts and the way they showed through the sweaty cotton.


And Robert was gone. He'd been there when the men first arrived. He'd gone over the work with them and then holed himself up in their little apartment that was alongside the office at the back of the building. He said he'd be going over the accounts, see if they couldn't stall payments to some vendors and maybe make some calls to get travel agents interested in booking the hotel.


The truth was that they had money problems that added to her stress. Anything he could do that would improve the cash flow would be helpful. Unfortunately, she had come to learn that Robert wasn't the most creative guy she'd ever known, in or out of bed.
Details
Weitere ISBN/GTIN9781370658541
ProduktartE-Book
EinbandartE-Book
FormatEPUB
Erscheinungsjahr2022
Erscheinungsdatum01.07.2022
Seiten87 Seiten
SpracheEnglisch
Dateigrösse156
Artikel-Nr.3406026
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Genre9200

Inhalt/Kritik

Leseprobe
CHAPTER ONE
A Lack of Air Conditioning

 

The hot summer sun poured in through the downstairs windows of the old hotel. By late morning, despite opening the windows, it was baking hot in the lobby and the office. Jeri only wore a short skirt, panties, and a thin tee shirt, but even then, they were soaked.

Outside, in the back alley, she could hear the two men who were working to get the air conditioner unit running again. Trying to resuscitate the ancient unit, the head man had called it. They couldn t afford a new one and fixing the old one was taking time. Of course, here it was July already, in the worst heat, and the men were just getting to it. That was one of the hassles of life in a small town, getting things done. Pleasant Mountain had a lot going for it, but a ready supply of reliable repairmen wasn t one of them.

Even if they weren t everything she could wish for that way, the younger guy was nice to look at, real eye candy. Unfortunately, watching him made her feel even warmer. His name was Greg and from the moment he showed up, her thoughts had focused on how nice it would be to get him alone and do a lot more than look. He was probably not much more than twenty-one, so a few years younger than she was, with broad shoulders, rippling biceps, and an engaging smile. All that was enhanced by the bulging crotch of his jeans. The sight made her smile to herself. While Robert, her husband, wasn t tiny, he was no porn star. This Greg, however⦠She couldn t help but wonder what he offered a girl. That Robert had been ignoring her for far too long now added to her hunger and made her more than a little curious.

As the day wore on, Greg took off his shirt, giving her a view that was even nicer. Unfortunately, it was also a lot more frustrating. The old guy, his boss, was around all the time, showing him how to do the work. He d start Greg on something and hover around him to see that he did it right. Greg would glance at her from time to time, so Jeri made sure Greg could see her. She flashed him interested smiles. Maybe that could lead somewhere.

Whenever Greg came into the office for anything, she d do something to get his attention. Once he came in while she was sitting in her chair and she put her long, bare leg up on the desk and stroked it, turning it like she was rubbing lotion into it. She d always been told she had sexy legs and the look on his face told her he knew she was doing it for him.

The next time, she pretended to ignore him but turned sideways so he d see her in profile, get a look at her breasts and the way her nipples showed through the sweaty cotton.

And Robert was gone. He d been there when the men first arrived. He d gone over the work with them and then holed himself up in their little apartment that was alongside the office at the back of the building. He said he d be going over the accounts, see if they couldn t stall payments to some vendors and maybe make some calls to get travel agents interested in booking the hotel.

The truth was that they had money problems that added to her stress. Anything he could do that would improve the cash flow would be helpful. Unfortunately, she had come to learn that Robert wasn t the most creative guy she d ever known, in or out of bed.

Not long after Robert disappeared she d caught sight of Greg glancing over at her. He ran his gaze over her and smiled. The leer that crossed his handsome face lifted her spirits. She gave him a soft and amused smile let him know she knew he was scoping out her body and that she didn t mind it at all. She liked having him look.

Under the best of circumstances, she hated it when guys took peeks but pretended they weren t looking. She found it attractive if they flirted a little, took a chance on being rejected. If they were willing to make a move, be a bit forceful, then she found that sexy. But she had to admit that Greg was in a tough spot. He was an apprentice on the job with his boss and her husband both hovering close by. He didn t have much of a chance to do anything. Stillâ¦

While giving him sidelong glances, she d taken a good look at him too, paying especially close attention to the nice bulge in the crotch of his tight jeans. Jeans made it hard to tell a lot but she guessed he was pretty well endowed. Picturing what he might look like naked, imaging his huge, throbbing, erect cock, gave her a tingle of pleasure. The desire to do more than imagine him naked and that they were doing more than looking at each other was potent.

Unable to do more than fantasize for the moment, Jeri tried to turn her attention back to her own work, which involved guessing if they d have any income at all over the next week. They did have one or two guests with bookings, thank goodness. Still, she d come up with a rule of thumb that the hotel needed at least fifteen guest nights a week to break even-to make the mortgage and taxes and utilities. She sighed. Juggling the budget in the absence of money gave her a headache.

She was about to give up when the old guy, Greg s boss, waddled into the office, wiping greasy hands on a red cloth and looking pleased with himself. Well⦠we finally got her running, he said, nodding his head toward the big unit that sat out back. He walked over to a vent and put his hand up against it, waving for Jeri to do the same. When she did she felt a stream of cool air. It wasn t strong or cold, but it was cool. This old gal will take some time to cool the place down, but there s life left in her.

Thank God.

Greg will stay and finish up. He ll clean up the mess we made. There s still one filter that needs replacing, but I didn t have one for a unit this old. I called over to the supplier in the city and they ll send one this afternoon. Things are kind of busy now, but if it s okay with you I can send Greg over first thing in the morning to install it.

The idea of Greg coming to the hotel by himself suggested a number of interesting possibilities, and just considering them made her tingle in a lovely way. Getting rid of Robert would be relatively easy. He was always looking for excuses to take off these days. The situation depressed him too. That sounds fine. So you are leaving now?

Nothing else to do here and we got other calls to make. Don t expect too much, now. Your system is old and it s going to cost a hell of a lot to run it, compared to a new one, but it has life left in it.

I appreciate you getting the thing running at all. Cooling the drafty hotel meant that the electric bill would be enormous, but without it no one would stay there at all.

No problem. I m glad we could get her going again. It looks like it will be a hot couple of months. As he left she looked out through the open back door and saw Greg loading tools into the truck. When he straightened up and put on his shirt, she watched his muscles ripple and thought about how nice it would be to have a chance to get him all hot and sweaty the next day. Robert had let himself get out of shape-in many ways.

The old guy went over and gave Greg some last-minute instructions and then got in an old pickup. As he drove away, she went to the refrigerator and got out two bottles of beer. Greg was finishing loading when she came out and handed one to him. I appreciate the good work.

He took it with an appreciative grin. I m just the apprentice.

Even so⦠I ll bet that there are other things you ve mastered, or at least know how to use your equipment for. She noted happily that his gaze was riveted on her damp tee shirt, which was plastered against her hard nipples. Greg looked at her face, reading it, hesitating just a moment before reaching a handout, using his index finger to trace one.

There are one or two things I know more about than air conditioning.

She looked in the truck through the open backdoors. The tools all hung on the sides and a narrow workbench ran the length of it, with a space to stand and work. Nice truck.

He chuckled. I guess so.

It has lots of room.

He nodded. You are welcome to step in and look around.

As she stepped up, he ran his hands over her legs, pretending to boost her up and into it. He followed her in, closing the doors behind him. In the darkness, he pressed up against her back. Jeri grew excited at the brush of his crotch against her ass. It s hot.

You are much hotter.

Right now I am smoking, she agreed.

You re wearing too many clothes, he said, pulling her tee shirt up. He tossed it aside and caressed her bare breasts from behind and she rubbed back against his hard chest. He began undoing her skirt and letting it fall to the ground. She turned to face him, leaning back against the workbench as he tucked his fingers in her panties and tugged them down to her knees.

Impatient, she put her hands on his hard-muscled chest and ran her fingers over the rippling muscles, his flat belly. Then, as she wiggled to let her panties drop to the ground, she undid his jeans, wanting to see him, to find out if his cock was as beautiful as she had imagined. She put his hands on her shoulders as she reached into his pants and wrapped her long fingers around his swollen shaft and brought it out. It was gorgeous, and she squatted down, stroking it and kissing the tip, then licking it.

Greg let out a gasp as she opened her mouth and tasted him, wetting his cock. He was rigid with desire and his hands gripped her shoulders, pulling her to her feet. He pushed her back against the workbench and moved close. She put her hands...
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