These stories contain sexual descriptions.
“What the hell does he see in her?†Hope asked out loud.
Hope had seen a picture of her and the only thing she really had going for her was youth. Hope was thirty-six, but she still had the slender figure of her college years, and the same pretty face that had won her several modeling jobs when she was younger. Her blond hair was still to her shoulders, and she had the pale but healthy looking skin of her Nordic ancestors.
She could have passed for ten years younger, and lots of men gave her more than a first glance.
So why would Thad choose such a mistress over her?
The divorce would be amicable, Hope thought bitterly.
Like so many of her divorced friends, she would remain on speaking terms with Thad. They would see each other occasionally at parties, but they would smile and greet each other as strangers.
It was not what she wanted.
What she wanted was her husband.
And if being totally wicked was the way to keep him ... well she was wiling.
These are stories of women like Hope who are willing to break any taboo to quench their desires.