1. Crescent City Secrets - Chapters 13&14


    Date: 5/22/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Author: KateandJessica, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    This is a reposting of my erotic fiction novel, Crescent City Secrets. I have written 3 non-fiction books about my own personal sexual adventures, but I feel like New Orleans is a city full of sex and sensuality and I wanted to tell some stories that didn't have to do with me. I'll be posting the entire book here to Xhamster. I hope you like it. If you want to read more of my work, look for details on my profile. XO - KateCrescent City Secrets by Kate RousseauChapter 13 Haden went home and showered and then began cleaning the house. After it was as immaculate as she could get it, she went around and cleaned a second time. Music blared through her halls as she cleaned. She paid extra attention to the couch, the one that she'd fucked Sayid on. Then, she went and showered a second time. With an hour to spare, she put on a pretty yellow dress with a square neckline and began to cook a roast. The house filled with the smell of meat. By the time Andrew arrived home, thirty minutes later than he'd planned, Haden had opened a one hundred dollar bottle of wine and was half way through her first glass. She'd wanted to greet him at the door with a hug and a kiss, but it didn't work out that way. “You did what?” Andrew was yelling into his phone as he stepped through the door. His suit looked bedraggled and his eyes were puffy. “No, no! We can't pay those kinds of prices and still turn a profit. We'll never off load that much of their label. Especially in Texas. Call Sally and tell ...
    her to cancel that order immediately. If we're lucky, we'll just have to shell out for a cancellation charge.” He hung up without saying goodbye and flopped onto the couch. “Glass of wine?” Andrew rubbed his face. “Please!” She returned with a glass and he set it down on the table absently while he began to rummage through his briefcase. “Everything okay?” “No. Things are a mess. Louis messed up a pretty big shipment and I spent half of the Atlanta trip appeasing some asshole from London that wouldn't know an Egon Muller from a glass of his mother's piss.” He said it into his briefcase, still pulling out papers. Haden took a big pull from her wine glass. Andrew was rarely this frustrated and almost never spoke so poorly of his clients. She didn't know what to do so she just said, “Dinner will be ready in about twenty minutes. I'll leave you to it.” “Thanks.” The rest of the evening turned into a project for Haden. The project was to get Andrew to relax. She tried hard to let go of her own needs, her own desire to rid herself of her guilt through seducing Andrew. Instead, she worked on making sure that he got what he needed. They made small talk, ate, drank and cuddled on the couch over the TV. She went to bed with a deep ache between her legs. When Andrew's breathing had become shallow and steady next to her in bed, she slipped out from the sheets and crept quietly into the bathroom. Without turning the light on, she took off her pajamas and sat down on the toilet. Then she ...
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