College Cougar (Erotica Quickies)

Jennifer Thomas

Description

Erotica Quickies series from Best Seller Jennifer Thomas She was the head cheerleader... and now she's the cheerleader's coach at the local college. She's all hot and bothered about Brandon, a 20 year old jock that she's known for a few years. Let the games begin! Excerpt:Suddenly, I couldn't control myself anymore. I was a woman on a mission, and I wanted to go through with this no matter what. I scuffled through my bag and found a bag of cosmetics. Rushing into the shower, I soaped my body, making sure to keep my hair dry. I had had a thorough waxing and pampering session at the salon the day before, so I didn't have to shave - thankfully. I hadn't had sex in over a year, and for once, I wanted to show off my waxed body to a pair of male eyes. Either Brandon would turn me down, or he would go ahead and take the opportunity. I was counting on his testosterone to see the chance for a fuck, and take it. I put on a t-shirt and white skirt after my shower, and put on some makeup. Glancing into the gym, I saw Brandon shooting the ball, jumping up. His shirt rode up his body, showing me a delectable glimpse of his toned, tanned stomach. I inhaled sharply, and my pussy clenched in response to the sight.

Sujets

• Erotic romance novels

Informations

• Publié par: Speedy Publishing LLC
• Date de parution: 28 novembre 2013
• Nombre de lectures: 1
• EAN13: 9781630223403
• Langue: English

Extrait

Copyright © 2013 by Jennifer Thomas. All rights reserved worldwide. No part of this publication may be replicated, redistributed, or given away in any form without the prior written consent of the author/publisher or the terms relayed to you herein.
 
Table of Contents
Title Page
The Cougar Comes Out
 
College Cougar!
 
By Jennifer Thomas
 
 
I blew the whistle and the cheerleading squad turned to watch me attentively.
“Okay, Molly? You need to put some energy into that. You seem a little bored,” I said to the gorgeous brunette in her early twenties.
Molly flushed red in embarrassment, and I looked away. I knew Molly didn’t deserve it, but I just couldn’t ignore my spite for her.
The reason for my spite entered the gym, and I felt my breath quicken in response.
Brandon was a senior in the economics program, and I couldn’t help my attraction to him. The fact that I was cheerleading coach, almost fifteen years his senior, didn’t matter. I just couldn’t get him out of my mind.
He smiled and Molly walked over to him, lifting onto her toes and giving him a chaste peck on his lips.
My mouth went dry.
I ached to kiss Brandon, feel his lips on mine. I lay awake at night, fantasizing, thinking, and then I pleasured myself with his name on my lips.
Molly left soon after, and I picked up my bag off the gymnasium floor.
“Hello Miss. Andrews,” I heard the husky, delicious voice from behind me and I turned around. Brandon was smiling at me.
“How are you Brandon?” I managed to rasp out, trying my damndest to ignore the pulsating in between my legs.
“I’m good. Thank you.”
“Do you have basketball practice today?” I asked him, and I knew my cheeks were flushed.
“Not really. The guys and I were just planning to shoot some hoops before heading home.”
“Oh great!” I said, glancing away. I was in a hurry to get away from him, lest he wondered what was suddenly wrong with my breathing. “See you around,” I mumbled and almost ran off like a teenage girl.
I stepped into the restroom and rested my back against the cool wall. Closing my eyes, I once again began thinking about how utterly and completely wrong this was.
Brandon was not only a student, but he was twenty years old, a kid in view of my thirty-five years. I saw my reflection in the mirror and then clenched my eyes shut in frustrated helplessness.
For the first time in the six months that I had been drooling after the college senior, I tried to think of a reason why it was okay to have sex with him.
The only thing that held me back was the fact that Brandon had a gorgeous, wonderful, girlfriend in Molly. They looked happy together, and Molly was the same age as he was, so that was a plus - for her.
I was not lacking in the looks department. I had long, lean legs, and a toned body evident of the years and years of cheer coaching. I glanced in the mirror and pulled off my ponytail, letting my blond hair hang around my shoulders in waves.
Suddenly, I couldn’t control myself anymore. I was a woman on a mission, and I wanted to go through with this no matter what.