The Accidental Pervert

By D B Halliday

The Accidental Pervert is the debut work of British erotic author D B Halliday. Containing sexual content, and explicit scenes, the story follows Danny, an ordinary guy, who is fighting against the ebbing tides of a struggling marriage, desperate to reverse the damage, and sexual stagnation caused by everyday stresses to the life he shares with Amy, a petite redhead with whom he is still completely in love, even after ten years.

Danny's world is thrown into turmoil when, for a brief moment, he succumbs to sexual frustration and curiosity when his wife's friend, Chloe shows herself to him, then catches him in the throws of pleasure, pulling him into an inescapable web of blackmail and humiliation as retribution for spying on her.

Danny does his best to push back against Chloe's dark advances, and his own dormant sexual desires as guilt, and a driving desire to repair his ailing union with Amy take over him.

Will he break free of Chloe's control? Will he and Amy rekindle their spluttering relationship? Can his life ever return to the normality and intimacy he craves?

• Language: English
• Publisher: D B Halliday
• Release date: Sep 22, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311570734

D B Halliday

I'm D B Halliday, a thirty something married man from the UK who loves writing erotic stories. I have an open mind, a strong imagination, and a love of the written word. I am not afraid to use them. It'd be great to hear from you, either on Twitter, or my Facebook page. Don't be shy! I hope you enjoy my work. All the best! DB Halliday

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The Accidental Pervert

By D B Halliday

Copyright 2014 D B Halliday

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Chapter One.

The day had been spent following the orders of my very stressed wife, Amy. We were preparing the house for a summer party, all of our friends were coming and Amy was darting around like an angry wasp, and barking orders like a prison guard. Her friends in particular had proved themselves to be very competitive and judgemental, and the prospect of a humid night suffering their acerbic comparisons to previous gatherings had placed Amy on a war footing. I actually found her quite sexy as she charged around, her dark red hair clipped untidily at the back of her head, and her white vest teasing me by riding up just enough to show the lower edge of a tattoo that sat on the small of her back. Having cleared the spare room so it could be used as a coat store, I had been dispatched upstairs to fix a small leak on a pipe feeding the sink in our en suite bathroom. I retrieved my tools from the garden shed, and set them down for a second to watch Amy at work. Despite us being together nearly a decade, she was still gorgeous. I had tried to repel the ageing process, and overall I was doing okay, despite the creeping patches of grey hair and gradually expanding belly. Amy though, still turned heads. She had wonderful, flawless pale skin that seemed to call out to be kissed. Her hands and feet were slender and small which, when combined with her complexion, gave her an almost 'doll-like' quality. Lately, our relationship had been struggling. I had been spending more time at work, and Amy seemed to take any excuse to be out of the house. We were descending into mutual suspicion and insecurity, with Amy accusing me of playing away at the office, and me returning fire when I saw her trainers and gym bag in the hallway cupboard after she had left to supposedly go for a workout. When I looked at her though, I knew I still loved her, and was determined to try and reignite the flames. That morning I had told her that I was desperate to get our marriage back on track, and that I would do anything to prove how much I wanted her still.

It's easy to say it'' she had replied as we both avoided making eye contact. You've got to prove it" We fell back into uneasy silence and returned to the task of readying the house. As she set out wine glasses on the table, I dared myself to creep up behind her and pull her gently back against my aching groin, refusing to admit defeat, and giggling mischievously as I slid my fingertips inside the waistband of her tight cargo trousers and felt the silky material of her panties.

Not now Danny! Amy chided as she wriggled her hips free of my clutches, pushing me away with her delicate hand as my lips grazed the gentle curve of her neck. Why do you always have to be rude like that?

Rude like what? I asked, adjusting the impromptu lump in my jeans as I stepped back. You mean, I might actually want to touch my own wife? I didn't realise that showing affection was a crime!

Keep your voice down! Amy hissed. One of her friends, Chloe, had arrived only minutes before, having arranged to come to our house straight from work to get ready for the party. She had been hovering around in the kitchen, sharing gossip with Amy and offering unwanted help. I had walked in on them mid conversation.

I'm telling you, it'll be the easiest twenty quid I'll ever make! Amy had said with the type of carefree laugh I hadn't heard in ages. As soon as they noticed me the conversation stopped, and before I had the chance to ask what they were talking about, the usual air of uneasiness had returned. Chloe was now upstairs, and thankfully out of earshot. I took a deep breath.

Surely it would be more of a problem if I didn't think you looked sexy? I asked. Things hadn't been right between us for a while, and sex was one of a number of areas where we seemed poles apart. I usually made the first more to initiate lovemaking, and Amy usually knocked me back.