A Short, Hot Read In Four Separate Chapters
While My Husband Watches — Chapter 3
Believe you me — long, hard and stiff were very definitely what I was craving.
Chapter * 3*
The telephone rang three times before he picked it up.
I know, because I counted each ring while holding my breath, just waiting for him to answer.
When he spoke I recognized his voice immediately and I had to remind myself to take another breath before replying.
“Hi, Quincy,” I said, carefully placing the two words together in my mouth and carefully releasing them, like a blind woman trying to assemble a five thousand piece jigsaw puzzle of a thousand panicked peacocks, one single groping piece at a time. “It’s me, Amber Morgan. Remember, we used to work together at the employment agency.”
Quincy laughed that all too familiar half-a-laugh that he I remembered hearing him laugh at all of those many morning meetings that we had been required to attend. He always seemed to be keeping some sort of a private joke to himself, but only halfway, as if he were trying to hold it and failing badly at his attempt.
“Of course I remember you, Amber.” Quincy said, his voice husking over the…
