My Mother's Man

By Marilyn Lee

Sexually inexperienced Lacey is stunned by her immediate and powerful physical attraction to her divorced mother's seductive boyfriend. While Lacey longs to explore intimacy with the handsome Paul, her beautiful, slender mother finally seems happy with him. However, with her mother away on business, Lacey's efforts to resist betraying her mother is made all the more difficult by Paul’s insistence on getting to know her in the biblical sense.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Marilyn Lee
• Release date: Aug 5, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310237348

Marilyn Lee

Marilyn Lee lives, works, and writes on the East Coast. In addition to thoroughly enjoying writing erotic romances, she enjoys roller-skating, spending time with her large, extended family, and rooting for all her hometown sports teams. Her other interests include collecting Doc Savage pulp novels from the thirties and forties and collecting Marvel comics from the seventies and eighties (particularly Thor and The Avengers). Her favorite TV shows are forensic shows, westerns (Gunsmoke and Have Gun, Will Travel are particular favorites), mysteries (loves the old Charlie Chan mysteries. Her all-time favorite mystery movie is probably Dead, Again), and nearly every vampire movie or television show ever made (Forever Knight and Count Yorga, Vampire are favorites). Marilyn has won numerous writing accolades, including a CAPA award for Bloodlust: Conquering Mikhel Dumont and the following Lub-Dubs Awards for 2009: Lifetime Achievement Award, In Blood And Worth Loving (Best erotic novel and best sci-fi/fantasy/paranormal Award. She loves to hear from readers who can email her at [e-mail] or who can visit her website, http://www.marilynlee.org. Visit her Facebook page (https://www.facebook.com/marilyn.lee.393950?ref=tn_tnmn) She has a Yahoo! Group called Love Bytes that readers can join by sending an email to [e-mail]

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My Mother’s Man

By

Marilyn Lee

©2009 Marilyn Lee

Published by Marilyn Lee Unleashed at Smashwords

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Chapter One

Mom, Dad, and I did everything together from doing the dishes to spending all our free time together. I grew up thinking we were the perfect family—until Dad shocked both Mom and me by divorcing her. I kept hoping and expecting they would reconcile allowing us to be the perfect family again. So, needless to say, I was upset when first Dad and then Mom started dating again.

How do I look? Mom asked as I stood in the doorway of her room, watching her put the finishing touches on her makeup.

Mom was a beautiful woman with smooth, dark skin and warm brown eyes. She’d kept in shape and always looked great. But she’d been positively sparkling since she’d been dating the new man in her life, Paul Warner.

Well, darling? What do you think?

I shrugged. Don’t you think you’re moving too fast?

She arched a brow. How am I moving too fast?

You’ve only known this guy for a few months and—

Your father and I have been divorced for 18 months, Lacey.

Had it been that long? I frowned. I know, but—

It’s time for us both to move on. Do you resent my dating Paul because he’s younger than I am or because he’s not your father? Or because he’s Caucasian?

No! I know I spoke too quickly, but Mom had a way of nailing my feelings that made me defensive.  My best friend, Morris, swore I was too old-fashioned. Maybe he was right but I couldn’t help how I felt. The idea of Mom dating a white man who also happened to be younger than her would take some getting used to. Of course I don’t resent your going out with him, I lied.

Mom gave me a knowing smile. I’m glad to hear that, Lacey.

As she crossed the room to me, I thought how much closer she looked to thirty-three than she did to forty-three. No wonder this Paul wanted to spend as much time with her as possible.

She hugged me. I know watching me date other men isn’t easy for you, Lacey, but you’re old enough to understand and accept that I have needs just like your father.

I hated it when she used her let’s-be-reasonable voice on me as if I were still a child. I shrugged. No one liked to think of their parents having needs. I understand that, Mom.

 Good. She smiled. That will make being away from you for two weeks easier.

I resisted the urge to ask why her boss couldn’t handle a business trip without her at his side. She worked as an executive assistant to an engineer who seemed too dependent on her. Lately, he wanted her to travel with him all the time.

When we return from this trip, Paul will be leaving on one of his own.

Great. Then maybe he wouldn’t expect her to spend all of her free time with him.

Do you have any plans tonight?

I shook my head.

Good. Then tonight is the perfect time for you and Paul to meet.

Tonight? I shook my head. I don’t think—

Tonight, Lacey. Once you meet him you’ll see how nice he is and why I enjoy being with him. She smiled. It’s a man and woman thing.

I’m an adult, Mom, I said, aware that I wasn’t really acting my age.

You’re 19.

Almost twenty and that's an adult, I reminded her.

A very pretty 19. Mom caressed my cheek. Will you do something for me?

Sure. Name it.

Give Paul a fair shake tonight. Of course once you see him, you’ll be smitten. He’s very attractive.

I give everyone a fair shake, I said.

Of course you do. Now I want you to dress to impress and to show off that fabulous figure of yours.

The day I dressed to impress my mother’s boyfriend was the day I knew the best part of my life was over. Besides, Mom was five inches taller. I was just 5’ 4 with larger breasts, a bigger ass, and darker skin. Mom was curvy but slender with clear skin the color of heavily creamed coffee. We’re nothing alike, I pointed out. And any man who’s attracted to you is going to find me a little on the short side and probably think my skin is several shades too dark."

Are you kidding? I think the phrase brown sugar was coined with you in mind, she told me.

I couldn’t help but smile. Mom had always been my biggest cheerleader.

She grinned. So dress to impress. Okay?

I’ll think about it.