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Giselle's Best Adultery Erotica
(Giselle Renarde)

I hate being here.

I hate sleeping in this bed, Clark's marriage bed, sleeping on his wife's side while she's away on business, waking up face to face with the knick-knacks and nail polish on her bedside table.

And the baby oil!  Why wouldn't Clark have put that away before I came?  Why the hell would I want to be reminded that he has sex with her too?  

More puzzlingly, why do I jump at every opportunity to stay the night?

Well, that question has an easy answer: it's the wake-up call that keeps me coming back.  It's his arms circling my body before the sun comes up, when I'm still warm with sleep.  He kisses my shoulder, walks his fingers down my belly, and I'm sold.  I'll put up with any amount of heartache if it means getting fucked first thing in the morning.