Narcissa Kyle

It’s Maria’s wedding day, and her ex-girlfriend, Cass, has come to the party. Overwhelmed by memory and desire, Maria can’t resist a private conversation. But Cass has something else in mind, and Maria is soon rendered helpless by a forbidden kiss. What her husband doesn’t know won’t hurt him…

This 4300 word erotic short story contains lesbian sex, adultery, oral sex / cunnilingus, rough fingering, and the best kind of guilty pleasure. Adults only.

Excerpt:

With you, there was ecstasy, wild abandon.

With you, pleasure I’d never even thought possible.

With you, real lust. Real love.

My knees threaten to buckle. I just want to sit down. But my husband is still speaking, and the party still expects me to stand at his side, the perfect new wife. I’ve been smiling so wide for so long that my face aches.

I want a drink.

I want a kiss. Not from him, but from you.

I haven’t kissed another woman since you. I haven’t wanted another. Maybe that’s why I ran into his arms last year. I knew I could never have you again, that I just couldn’t disappoint my family by being with a woman.

It was stupid of me. I hurt us both. But it was what I had to do. Or at least, that’s what I thought.

But now I’m not so sure.

There is something almost predatory in your eyes as you watch me. You look at me as if you want to attack me, to devour me. It’s a look I’ve seen before. You’re angry with me, even as you stare at me with such longing. You feel that I’ve betrayed you.

What would you do now, I wonder, if we were alone together? Would you shout at me, finally releasing all that pent-up anger? Or would you take out that anger a different way?

I imagine you coming to me now, your hips swaying as you walk, the hem of your skirt caressing your thighs. In this fantasy, you grab hold of me and kiss me, right here in front of the entire wedding party. My new husband is powerless to stop you. You push your tongue past my lips, forcing me to open to you. At first I resist, knowing that I can’t possibly do this in my husband’s presence, but lust overpowers me.