Disgusted: With You

by Hanzel Stone

Self-Published

This book is written in English

Style: MILF Erotica, Erotic Domination - M/F

Published: 12 / 2015

Available Formats to Download: MOBI, EPUB, MS Word, PDF, MS Reader, Text, RTF, HTM 

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STORY DESCRIPTION

Disgusted: With You is book two in the Disgusted series and gives you the male point of view. (Disgusted: With You also includes the bonus book Lin Fong - An Erotic Short Story.)

Women with low self esteem are always targets for certain types of men, particularly if the woman is a hot red haired MILF. Fresh from a night of being taken advantage of Tessa is back at the bar when her new male friend walks in. The night before when he'd put her into the taxi cab he promised to call her and he did. But is she about to make the same mistake that she did last night?

Here's an (edited) excerpt from Disgusted: With You -

As I enter the bar I watch out of the corner of my eye as you look up from the drink that you've been nursing. My guess is you're drinking tequila again, probably a Tequila Sunrise, as that's your favorite 'adult beverage' to get totally trashed on. Not that I really care, but I allow myself to wonder if you remember anything about the night before, about my helping you out of the public restroom where we had our first encounter doing things that make even a professional blush.

Still looking at me in the mirror, you open your mouth to speak, unable to keep the sarcasm from creeping into your voice. "I wasn't sure you were going to call," you say.

I pretend to be shocked and hurt by your comment (in truth I don't really give a crap), give you a mock look of surprise followed by my best smile as I take the seat next to you at the bar. "Don't I always do what I say I'm going to do Tessa?" I ask, then motion to the bartender to bring me a gin and tonic and to refill your drink, heavy on the tequila.

You try to match my charm and return my smile but immediately shut your eyes as the pounding from the headache that started the night before reappears. You remember the sound of your alarm going off at 4 p.m., the tinny alert from the clock shooting and ricocheting through your brain like some kind of human pin ball machine. When you finally woke up your migraine was in full swing, and the disgusting combination of fluids lingered in your mouth, tasting like the entire Russian army had marched through your mouth. In short, you felt like crap.

This entire scene unfolds in your mind and the corner of my mouth twists upward in what some might consider an evil grin, any sign of empathy or heaven forbid sympathy nowhere to be found, the thought of the condition that you are now in thanks to me giving me a perverse feeling of pleasure. Did I say 'perverse'? That's laughable!. In no way do I feel bad about what you allowed me to do to you. You disgusted me and I simply did what comes natural to a woman like you, treated you the way you wanted and needed to be treated.

To read this story with the female POV check out Degraded: In The Bath