The Houseguest: The Houseguest, #1

By Kiki Wellington

What do you do when a unicorn comes to visit? You take it for a ride, of course--or at least you try to.

That's exactly what Fiona thought when a 26-year-old virgin came to stay at her house for a couple of days. Sure Daniel was her son's best friend, but how could she resist the urge to try to deflower him? The real question was, would he be able to resist her horny hospitality?

From the Author:
ADULTS ONLY PLEASE. The Houseguest is a 9,000 word story that contains sexually explicit material and adult language. This story is not appropriate for children and may be offensive to some readers.

Warning: The Houseguest contains kitchen foreplay, job interview oral, and a dose of titillating TLC.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kiki Wellington
• Release date: Nov 21, 2013
• ISBN: 9781498948210

Book preview

The idea came to me the way many naughty ideas do—over drinks with my girlfriends. After three or four glasses of wine, or two dirty martinis, the wild thoughts start flowing as freely as the alcohol.

I don't believe it, Alice said incredulously. I think Joe was just trying to freak you out because he knew you were listening. He's punishing you for being a snoop!

Nope. He didn't know I heard him, I insisted. Joe didn't even know I was there until much later. For all he knows, I didn't hear that part of the conversation at all.

I don't buy it either, Cindy chimed in, sipping her third glass of Merlot. Her lips formed more words of doubt and then were firmly pressed against her glass, leaving more and more red lipstick behind with everything she uttered. It sounds like bullshit to me.

I raised my right hand and placed my left over my heart, admiring how cute my tits looked poking through my new V-necked top. I swear to God. I couldn't make this up...even if I wanted to. I'm not that imaginative. Besides, who would believe it?

I didn't believe it when I first heard it either, but lo and behold, it turned out to be true. And something needed to be done about it.

But I'm getting ahead of myself.

My 25-year-old son came home for a couple of weeks, so I took some personal days off from work to spend time with him. Although he only lives and works about 45 minutes away, sometimes it's difficult to carve out family time, no matter how hard we all try.

And this visit was no exception: Although my husband was thrilled that Joe would be coming home, he was only able to take off a few days during his visit. In fact, Martin wasn't even going to be around half the time. He was scheduled to go on a business trip the day after Joe planned to arrive, and there was absolutely no way of getting out of it. But still, I planned to make the most of it by hanging out with my son, just the two of us, like we used to when he was younger.

But, it turned out, Joe's best friend, Daniel, would be visiting from out of state for about a week—which gave him the chance to spend time with Joe and go to a job interview at his company. If things went well, Daniel would relocate in a couple of months.

I didn't have a problem with Daniel coming by—it was par for the course in our house. Our children's friends have always been welcome in our home and we always show them a good time when they visit. Our three kids are all grown up, so heaven knows we have more than enough room for houseguests.

The minute Joe got home, I immediately sprang into mommy mode and I did just about everything I could to make him comfortable. So, of course that included doing his laundry. Rather than having him spend a day at a dirty laundromat,