Saturday Morning

By Baron LeSade

Then, out of nowhere, as she was downloading the book, a tiny, inconsequential thought came floating through her head. Like a butterfly, the thought flitted here and there, touching here momentarily, then flitting to another place, touching her there before moving on. Josh? Never ever...never in a million years...
There it was done, she had downloaded it...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Baron LeSade
• Release date: May 26, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301430116

Baron LeSade

Howdy, I'm a Texan by birth and a Nevadan an accident of fate. Retired after twenty-eight years in the USAF and now live on a horse ranch just outside of Reno, Nevada. I used to write for literotica, but decided I might as well write for myself as it was a lot more profitable....

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Saturday Morning

Published by Baron LeSade at Smashwords

Copyright 2013 Baron LeSade

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All characters appearing in this work are fictitious and those involved in sexual situations are over the age of eighteen. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. No responsibility or liability is assumed or accepted by the author for any claimed financial losses and/or damages sustained to persons from the use of the information used in this publication, personal or otherwise, either directly or indirectly. While every effort has been made to ensure reliability and accuracy of the information within, all liability, negligence or otherwise, from any misuse or abuse of the operation of any methods, strategies, instructions or ideas contained in the material herein, is the sole responsibility of the reader. By reading past this point you are accepting these terms and conditions and acknowledging that you are eighteen.

This is a new, previously unpublished story from the Baron.

All the fictitious characters in this story who are involved in sexual situations are over the age of eighteen.

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Saturday Morning

Grace awoke when the bed shuddered. It was Saturday morning, her heart sang to her. Squinting, still pretending to be asleep, she watched George slowly pad across the room in his pajamas. Then he disappeared into the bathroom. Moments later, she heard him turn on the water as she lay listening to the world coming alive. A dog barking in the distance; the faint crow of a rooster; a car trundling by on the road down the way and then George brushing his teeth. It was the same as it was every summery Saturday morning…

Then George was back as she watched him dressing through squinted eyes. When he was finished, she closed her eyes and waited for the kiss. She felt his lips softly brush her cheek and then he was gone. Opening her eyes, she waited and then heard the rattle of his golf clubs being taken out of the front closet, the back door being opened and closed. Several seconds later, she heard a car engine start up and idle for a few seconds before she heard the garage door rattle up its track. Then the engine revved up, followed by the garage door rattling back down the track.

Only seconds now, she breathlessly thought as she heard the car back down the driveway and out onto the road in front of the house. Then the sound of the engine slowly receded off into the distance followed by the silence of the early morning still…

Her heart was fluttering a mile a minute. The palms of her hands were sweating as she looked over at the doorway, breathlessly waiting…

Suddenly, there he was—

Her god. Her Adonis. Her Josh. The Love of her life. Her son…

He was beautiful. Six feet two, two-twenty, a George Clooney face, muscled arms, chiseled pecs, and eight inches of granite perfection jutting up out of the hairy base of his wash boarded abs. And as usual, he was naked.

Reviews for Saturday Morning

[Nasoj Neword Bey · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

I'm so hooked on these books! They give me the entertainment in reading I've been looking for, for a long time! I'm not one that believes in going along with society at all! Due to the fact, that we've all been brainwashed on so many different things, no one should be judged for their personal decisions, if no one else is being harmed by those decisions. I recall studying about the Oedipus complex in my college literature course; I think it got extreme with Oedipus, but, it absolutely doesn't have to go as far as wanting to hurt anyone else....of course, jealousy could cause such, if not kept in check....but again, it doesn't have to. I have many so-called, forbidden thoughts, but of course would never act on them. One is able to have those types of fantasies fulfilled through books like this! Although there are several typos, and I'm not quite sure what "mons" is in the stories when referring to a portion of a woman's labia....I think it's actually referring to the labia, but again, I can't be sure. I don't like when anything that hurts one or the other occurs in these stories; that kinda fucks up my fantasy. I'm more so the happily ever after type. I don't particularly prefer any lessons or realism in my fantasies. As adults, most of us know possible consequences to any real situation in life. I don't need to be reminded of possible consequences. I like my fantasies, to get away from reality for a while. Thus far, I know I've already been through at least 10 of Baron LeSade's books! And overall, I love them! Keep'em coming!