Lord William Langtry, and his wife, Gillian have a dilemma. Lord Langtry’s younger brother is about to be married and will without a doubt produce an heir that could put William and Gillian’s future in jeopardy.
It’s not that they don’t want a family, but William became impotent after getting sick on his travels abroad. He comes up with a plan where Gillian will have separate sexual adventures with three different men in hopes of her producing a child before his brother beats them to it. In this third and final story, William pairs his wife with a man renowned for his rakish ways
Genre: FICTION / Erotica / GeneralThis book is part of a series and more are planned. It sold very well during its release and I think sells will once again get a boost if the title is translated into other languages.
“Perhaps, William, you can sit by the fire and enjoy your drink while you watch me take off your wife’s clothing.”
I look at my husband. William has a smile on his face, sheer bliss is written all over it. He seems to like the idea and, after all, this is his evening as much as my own so I don’t protest.
William sits and sips his brandy as Ian begins unbuttoning my bodice.
“You ladies have so many buttons on these damn dresses,” he says, as he gets halfway down my back.
“Ah, but that makes it all the more fun when you finally get them open,” William says.
Ian parts the material and pushes it over my shoulders until it hangs around my waist. He continues with the rest of the buttons and soon my dress sits around my ankles. I step out of it as he begins undoing the bows on my petticoat. He plucks at each one and pushes away the muslin until the warmth from the fire I now stand beside heats my skin. I feel my cheeks burn even more when suddenly my petticoat joins my dress that sits on the floor close to my feet. I haven’t worn leggings tonight so now I’m naked in front of William’s cousin—who has probably seen more nude women than the average man, but nevertheless we are related through marriage.
He looks me up and down. I wonder how I compare to his other women. He pulls the comb from my hair, freeing it to fall loose down my back. I shake my head to encourage my locks to cascade around my shoulders. William loves that look the best and I want to please him tonight. Ian walks around me and looks me up and down again as William glances over at me.
“William, I wasn’t aware that your wife is such a big bodied girl. Had I been, well…I might have fucked her before now.”
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Italian
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Teresa Sassani
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