STUNG (Dark Erotic Romance) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Alana Marlowe
Tags: D/s Dark Erotic Romance
the feelings of doubt started to creep in. All the previous bad relationships had made her more than a bit cynical when it came to men’s intentions. She wondered if he was just being nice and wasn’t actually interested in her. Or maybe he was interested only for someone else, trying to play matchmaker for an uglier brother or something.
She shrugged off that thought and decided instead that she like thinking about him being interested in her.
Country Hospitality
As she looked in the mirror, she frowned a bit, looking at the tiny wrinkles on her face while trying to get her body to fit into the sundress the way she wanted. No matter how many chicken cutlets she stuffed into her bra, gravity would always win.
She decided not to overdo it, since after all, this was just a barbeque. She decided to wear her hair long, with a couple of braids just at the temples pulled back to create a bit of a wreath around her head.
Her white gauze sundress was modest but accentuated her in the right places. It was long and flowing with a ruffled top that she pulled down off the shoulders, leaving her shoulders bare. She wore a light sweater over the top and a strand of pearls with matching pearl earrings.
Sandals would work well for this occasion and thank goodness she had just painted her toenails.
Sara had no idea what kind of people would be there. Her anxiety was building, but so was her excitement. She had a hard time getting to know new people and letting them close to her. So many friends in the past were never truly friends. She learned that the hard way.
But her hopes were high as she sprayed her favorite perfume in the air and walked through it, just giving her enough of the scent to be subtle and soft.
“There! I think I am ready!” she said to herself and to Sam, one of her kitties that was lying on the bed watching her primp. She leaned over and gave Sam a snuggle. “You keep an eye on things for me today, Sam. I may be gone a while. At least, I hope so.” Sara said as she scratched Sam behind the ears. He acknowledged her with his soft purr, rolling over to expose his belly.
She grabbed her purse and keys and locked the door behind her. The day was glorious and warm. She probably wouldn’t need her sweater, but brought it anyway in case it got cold later in the evening.
Her German Shepherd, Gus, was out on the porch taking a nap and rose to greet her as she closed the door behind her. “Gus ‘ol buddy, wish me luck tonight!” She said as she patted him on the head and took off out of the screened porch and down to her beat up truck.
She looked at the truck and paused. These were the times when she wished she had a nicer car. Here she was in an old beat up truck that was as clean as she could get it, but always looked dirty. Sara sighed, but she didn’t care. Her evening was just beginning. Spring was here and in full bloom. She had met someone that seemingly liked her and everything else just didn’t matter at the moment.
She shrugged off the truck and figured that the guys would probably appreciate her old truck anyway. After all, keeping something running that is 25 years old is a feat in itself.
Sara made her way down the main road the couple of miles to the River Road and turned into the ranch. As she drove, the trees opened up and she saw miles and miles of hills, covered with cattle and bright green fertile grass that made you want to run barefoot through it.
Dotted in between the black cattle were trees randomly placed where a few cows were gathered underneath finding the shade. On the edge of the fields along the drive were Black-eyed Susan’s all along the ditch.
Sara wished she had brought her camera, and knew it wouldn’t take long to drive back and get it. But she didn’t want to waste anymore time getting to see this new man in her life.
She didn’t realize she was that close to
She shrugged off that thought and decided instead that she like thinking about him being interested in her.
Country Hospitality
As she looked in the mirror, she frowned a bit, looking at the tiny wrinkles on her face while trying to get her body to fit into the sundress the way she wanted. No matter how many chicken cutlets she stuffed into her bra, gravity would always win.
She decided not to overdo it, since after all, this was just a barbeque. She decided to wear her hair long, with a couple of braids just at the temples pulled back to create a bit of a wreath around her head.
Her white gauze sundress was modest but accentuated her in the right places. It was long and flowing with a ruffled top that she pulled down off the shoulders, leaving her shoulders bare. She wore a light sweater over the top and a strand of pearls with matching pearl earrings.
Sandals would work well for this occasion and thank goodness she had just painted her toenails.
Sara had no idea what kind of people would be there. Her anxiety was building, but so was her excitement. She had a hard time getting to know new people and letting them close to her. So many friends in the past were never truly friends. She learned that the hard way.
But her hopes were high as she sprayed her favorite perfume in the air and walked through it, just giving her enough of the scent to be subtle and soft.
“There! I think I am ready!” she said to herself and to Sam, one of her kitties that was lying on the bed watching her primp. She leaned over and gave Sam a snuggle. “You keep an eye on things for me today, Sam. I may be gone a while. At least, I hope so.” Sara said as she scratched Sam behind the ears. He acknowledged her with his soft purr, rolling over to expose his belly.
She grabbed her purse and keys and locked the door behind her. The day was glorious and warm. She probably wouldn’t need her sweater, but brought it anyway in case it got cold later in the evening.
Her German Shepherd, Gus, was out on the porch taking a nap and rose to greet her as she closed the door behind her. “Gus ‘ol buddy, wish me luck tonight!” She said as she patted him on the head and took off out of the screened porch and down to her beat up truck.
She looked at the truck and paused. These were the times when she wished she had a nicer car. Here she was in an old beat up truck that was as clean as she could get it, but always looked dirty. Sara sighed, but she didn’t care. Her evening was just beginning. Spring was here and in full bloom. She had met someone that seemingly liked her and everything else just didn’t matter at the moment.
She shrugged off the truck and figured that the guys would probably appreciate her old truck anyway. After all, keeping something running that is 25 years old is a feat in itself.
Sara made her way down the main road the couple of miles to the River Road and turned into the ranch. As she drove, the trees opened up and she saw miles and miles of hills, covered with cattle and bright green fertile grass that made you want to run barefoot through it.
Dotted in between the black cattle were trees randomly placed where a few cows were gathered underneath finding the shade. On the edge of the fields along the drive were Black-eyed Susan’s all along the ditch.
Sara wished she had brought her camera, and knew it wouldn’t take long to drive back and get it. But she didn’t want to waste anymore time getting to see this new man in her life.
She didn’t realize she was that close to
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