The Retired Bachelor

By Sara Dunbar

Monsieur Drummond is the toast of the town as he relates the details of the group sex parties that have become all the rage in Paris of the early 1900s.

This story contains mature subject matter and is not intended for anyone under the age of 18. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sara Dunbar
• Release date: Sep 3, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311508768

Sara Dunbar

Sara Dunbar has been writing fiction for over twenty years. She wrote her first erotica short story as a dare, and that triggered a number of others. She has since gone on to publish almost fifty different erotica titles, with no doubt many more to come.

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The Retired Bachelor

Written by Sara Dunbar

Published by Sara Dunbar at Smashwords

Copyright 2021, Sara Dunbar

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This short story contains mature subject matter and is not intended for anyone under the age of 18. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

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It was a late Friday afternoon, and I was preparing to leave for a party. This wasn’t just any party, though. This one was one of many that had been hosted by a lovely young lady named Justine. Some of the society folks around Paris frowned on Justine because of the type of parties she hosted, but I didn’t really care much about what they thought. You could always be sure that there would be a number of people from upper society at these parties, but the most important aspect of them was that you could be assured that you would be quite entertained! I had no doubts that this evening would be no different!

I was one of the first to arrive at the home of our hostess, and when her lovely maid opened the door she said, I suspected it was you!

I smiled at her as I walked into the parlor. I handed her my jacket and five francs, saying And just why might that be, my dear Angela?

She blushed slightly as she answered, Because you are always one of the first to arrive. Also, you have a very distinct knock.

There was a set of double doors standing open on the other side of the room, and inside that room I could see an absolutely stunning young lady sitting on a sofa. She had light brown hair and amazing green eyes, and her body had the shape of a goddess. Taking the open doors as an invitation, I proceeded into the room. As I was about to enter the room, I heard the voice of this evening’s hostess. "Angela, if that is Monsieur Drummond, please