The Girl In Red

By Nick Foxx

A collection of all five "Girl In Red" books.

While my wife were on vacation, I bought her a new swimsuit. We were lying on the sand and I couldn't stop staring at her thinking how lucky I am. She looked so hot. As I sat there, The Girl in the Red Bikini came to me in a flash. After that, the characters took on a life of their own.

In this book, a chance encounter of the beach changes the nature of a man's life when he meets a girl who opens him up to the possibility that his life can be more than he ever imagined.

This book contains material that is not suitable for minors.

EXCERPT:

THE GIRL IN THE RED BIKINI

The top of her bikini strained to hold her full breasts upright as she lay on the beach. Her hair was messy, blown by the wind and damp from the heat of the sun. A glance I got of her as I passed was enough to make me want to see a lot more of her. For the next hour or so, I watched her soak up the sun. She was the hottest girl I’d seen since I got to the shore. I tried to be nonchalant because I thought she might be pissed or insulted if she caught me staring.

THE GIRL IN THE RED PANTIES

My first thought was ‘Where am I?’ Then, I remembered. I’m on vacation. I’m still at the resort. There’s a bar downstairs and a beach outside. Somewhere in the building is a woman I’d had amazing sex with yesterday. I’d gotten a good night’s rest. The best sleep I’d had in months. All the tension I’d been carrying around the last few months was washed away and I felt like a new man. I was tempted to seek her out but I thought it was better this way.

THE GIRL IN THE RED PLAID SKIRT

As we rode up to my condo, I looked her over. She was slim with dark hair and a fair complexion. She reminded me of a pornographic version of Snow White. Her tight butt was wrapped in an enticingly short version of a schoolgirl’s plaid skirt. It was a little red plaid skirt that barely hung below the curve of her ass. Everything about this girl screamed sex and I was fantasizing about how she would scream under me.

THE GIRL IN THE RED DRESS

As I caught my breath, I looked up to see sun the start working it’s way down to the water. The clouds were changing, turning every color in the rainbow. The colors were reflected back by all the glass and steel of the tower next door. Normally I was at work this time of day. I needed to change that.

Nothing seemed to deter her from trying to play with me until I put her over my knee and spanked her. Her tight little buns were pink and she was begging me to stop by the time I was finished. With my fist in her hair, I walked into the bedroom. She scrambled to keep up.

THE GIRL IN THE RED BOOTS

I had time for a quick shower and a glass of scotch before Billy called me from the lobby. “Sorry to bother you again, Sir, but there’s another young lady here.”

“Send her up, Billy.”

The door swung open quietly as I stood behind it. Wendy stepped in timidly and I grabbed her by the hair. With one hand in her hair and the other around her waist, I lifted her petite frame and held her tight. She let out a squeak before I clamped my hand over her mouth.

She had on a long coat and red boots. She looked like a girl headed out for a date. At least she did until I pulled her coat off her. When I whipped it off and tossed it aside, she was left in just her red high-heeled boots.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nick Foxx
• Release date: Oct 18, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301060566

Nick Foxx

A diverse blend of music floated through the rooms of Nick Foxx’s house as he grew up. His family listened to and played blues, jazz, folk, gospel, country, rock’n’roll and classical music and they all fascinated him. Late in the night, he’d sit with his father and grandfather while they told stories and sang their favorites.Professors and artists mingled with ranchers and farmers around picnic tables in Nick's backyard to enjoy fried fish, barbecue, and good music as the neighborhood children chased fireflies in the twilight.The music he heard filled his head with dreams of being a professional musician. He played at local dances, clubs, and bars before he could drive. By twenty-one, he had performed for crowds of thousands, heard himself on the radio, and sang on live TV. His music has been used in advertising, film, television, theater, and played in concert halls. Records he worked on decorate the walls of his office and home.Nick began publishing ebooks in 2008 with Anonymous Publishing. While writing under the pen name, Nicky Faulkes, Nick’s work “The Time Of My Life” won the Earth Day Story Contest on Literotica.com and gained him the praise of peers. It encouraged him to keep writing and telling stories.Nick is a semi-retired composer and musician, happily married for over twenty years to a beautiful, loving woman who is the love of his life. Nick’s stories are a blend of his personal experiences and fantasies that merge to bring genuine, relatable characters and engaging tales to the page. His greatest delight is to share the joy he feels creating new work with the people who listen to his music or read his stories.Please contact Nick at: [e-mail] to get the latest on his next project or to join his facebook group. If you liked this book, check out other titles by Nick Foxx at your favorite e-book retailer online or follow him on facebook at: https://www.facebook.com/nick.foxx.108

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This story contains sexually explicit acts involving consenting adults. They are not intended for minors under the age of eighteen. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are eighteen years of age or older.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. The authors acknowledge the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners.

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The Girl In Red

Nick Foxx

Copyright 2012, Nick Foxx

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Prologue

I never go on vacation. My work requires a lot of travel so I don’t get a thrill out of dragging my stuff through the airport to stay in a hotel. When I’ve had time off, I stayed home. It gave me time to make the most out of my place and fix it up just the way I wanted. Real Estate development gives you chances to grab prime properties before the public knows about them. I’d done that. I bought a penthouse condo in one of two lakefront towers while they were still being built.

The timing let me work with the builder and designer to build a dream house in the sky. The view was incredible and it was all mine. It was a perfect place to kick back and unwind, party and entertain or take a staycation.

After four years with no vacation, my boss told me to take some time off and get out of town. He knew if I was around, I’d be shopping the competition or looking for new projects in my free time. That night, the doorman from my building handed me a flyer and asked if my company had put them up. It was a promotional offer for residents of the towers to spend a week at a resort.

The pictures looked great and it would definitely be a change of pace for me. They had all the standards: golf, boating, swimming on the beach, snorkeling and an assortment of bars and clubs. If the flyer was any indication, there were dozens of women there with a strong aversion to wearing anything but tiny swimsuits or skin-tight dresses. So many years of focusing on work had left me with almost no love life. Maybe a fling at an exotic resort was what I needed. It would be worth dragging my crap through the airport to go there.

I signed up and took a week off. My assistant looked like she was going to have a stroke when I told her. My boss slapped me on the back and told me to go have a good time and come back ready to kick some ass. A few days later, I was on the beach. I spent a week doing nothing. It was exactly what I needed. With only a couple of days left, I decided to sit on the beach and drink while I checked out the women there.

The Girl in the Red Bikini

The top of her bikini strained to hold her full breasts upright as she lay on the beach. Her hair was messy, blown by the wind and damp from the heat of the sun. A glance I got of her as I passed was enough to make me want to see a lot more of her. For the next hour or so, I watched her soak up the sun. She was the hottest girl I’d seen since

Reviews for The Girl In Red

[DAvid · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

Outstanding and fun! What else could you ask for from erotica?