Addie´s husband is always too busy working to appreciate her well-toned body and spectacular double-F boobs that, even at 40, still seem to defy gravity. When she runs into her son´s best friend back from university, she decides to show him her new black lace knickers... and just what a more mature woman can do. 1. Language: English. Narrator: Diana Pout. Audio sample: http://samples.audible.de/bk/crte/000070de/bk_rhde_002536_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.
In While the Cats Away, Katherine Swenson is relieved when her niece Cindy is available to look after her twin son and daughter while shes away at a church conference. But Cindy isnt as innocent as she claims to be. Its only a matter of time before the horny little nymphet has taken both Dawn and Donny into her bed! In the sequel, The Mice Will Play, Cindy has moved in with Katherine and the twins. But Cindy finds it hard to adjust to small-town life, and the opportunities for naughty family fun are fewer now that Kat is back home. The only solution is to seduce Kat into their incestuous lifestyle, too! In Cutting Ties, Roy Lee McCoy wants to leave his dead-end life in the dying mill town of Deer Creek, Alabama. His Aunt Eileen wants to leave, too, but for different reasons-shes terrified of her abusive husband. When Roy Lee tells her of his plans, he discovers that she will do anything to get out of town, including him! In the sequel, Cutting Loose, Roy Lee and Eileen have escaped to Promise, Montana, reuniting with Roy Lees long-lost mother. But as idyllic as Promise is, they cant hide their forbidden love from Roy Lees mother, Jillian. When she finds out, will she lay bare their secrets? Or will she become a willing member of their sexy household? ----- PG Excerpt ----- Okay, said Cindy. Strip. What? No, Katherine said, turning red. Im not getting naked in front of you two. Really? Cindy asked. Well, if you insist, she smiled, well get Donny up here. Katherine sputtered incoherently. Cindy hugged her aunt. Kat, it isnt a sin to be proud of what God gave you. Now I know, that Mom and Dad gave you nice clothes on Christmas and yo ur birthday... Valentines Day, too, Dawn said helpfully. Dawn! Come on, Momma. Where did you hide the clothes Uncle Edward and Aunt Carol sent you? she asked, her voice so appealing Kat gave up and pointed at the bureau. Dawn sprang to action, but was halted by Cindys voice. Dawn, youre your mommas size. How about you get some of your own things for her to try out? Once she left, Cindy opened the drawers of the bureau, seeing layers of fashionable blouses and slacks, comfortable skirts and sundresses. Even a selection of lingerie; silk panties and bras folded neatly, some of them with the tags still attached. She met Katherines gaze. Let me help you, Kat, she said softly. Katherines eyes closed as she fought a visible battle within herself. Finally she lifted her hands and began to unbutton her blouse. In a few minutes, Dawn came pelting back into the bedroom, arms full of clothes. She looked at her mother and whistled. Dang, Momma. You gave me an eyeful last night, but I forgot how gorgeous you are. Hmmm, she said, riffling through the soft pile of fabric. Oh, look at these, she said, handing out a shimmering scrap of pale blue cloth. In moments Katherine was wearing a pair of silk panties, the waistband riding high on her hips, accenting the slimness of her waist. Before she could protest, her daughter had cozened her into putting on the matching bra. There, doesnt that feel better? her niece asked. She cocked an eye at her cousin. Dawn, take your clothes off, will you? I want to compare you two. Smiling, Dawn skinned out of her shorts and top. Side by side, mother and daughter looked in the mirror. Good grief, came Cindys voice. She looked at the two of them, shaking her head. Dawn might be an inch shorter. But the two of you are so close together you might as well be sisters. Even your boobs are the same size. Theyre not that big, protested Kat. Whatever they are, theyre lovely. Kat, if you let me help you out, youll be beating men off with a stick. Kat glared at her feet and muttered something inaudible. What? She said she doesnt want to beat men off with a stick, Cindy said, her voice soft with sympathy. She turned to her mother. Momma, Cindys right. There is no reason you cant feel good about yourself. Why not be comfortable and look beautiful? Cindys head came to rest near her own, her breath warm in her ear. You dont really have a choice, Aunt Kat. If you dont start wearing these nice clothes my parents bought you, Im going to toss the old ones on a bonfire when you are at work tomorrow. Then what will you do? Moving quickly, Kat picked out a pair of loose beige shorts from Dawns pile of clothes and a light, rose-colored blouse Carol had sent her three years ago. Putting them on, she turned to her judges, asking for their approval. Cindy pursed her lips, a wicked gleam in her eye.