Trial With No Error

By Anica Phillips

*Suitable for 18+* 

*This is a short, fun, lunchtime or bedtime read* 

Two decades is a long time to go without great sex, or even mediocre sex, but it's become an accepted reality for Krissy. A reality that had been easier to hide behind than to face the fact that she didn't know her own body anymore. 

Feeling that the expectations of dating were too much, she turns to Kurt Taylor, long-time friend and the only person she'd consider being vulnerable to. It certainly didn't hurt that he was young, successful, and sexy. But will the Friends with Benefits boundaries hold or will the lines blur when Krissy finally drops her guard?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Anica Phillips
• Release date: Dec 5, 2014
• ISBN: 9781507017227

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TRIAL WITH NO ERROR

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Anica Phillips

What Started It All

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I can’t, I whispered, cupping the mouthpiece of my phone. 

I hesitated, not only because my brother was in the next room, but because I simply couldn’t bring myself to do it.

I’d been out of the loop for so many years, I needed to ease back in. I'd never had phone sex before and Jeff's insistence that we do it right then and there made my heart race, and it wasn't because I was excited. Twenty-two years of marriage to an unimaginative man, who behaved more like a ten-year-old instead of a partner, made it difficult to experience satisfaction on any level.  Getting back into dating terrified me because, quite honestly, I had no idea what I was doing. 

What I really needed was a sex coach. I’d hoped Jeff would be the one to show me what I'd been missing. At that moment, though, I had the sinking feeling I was coming up short in his little black book. 

I really didn’t want to lose this guy who seemed to be interested in me, and I had no intention of going down without a fight, so I let the scene play out in my imagination.  My mouth moved in response to his question, How do you like it?, but my voice got no further than I like it when...

I frantically flipped through the memories before my marriage when sex had been so hot, when I knew what I wanted and when my body instantly responded to my lover's whispers all night long.  It didn't help.  My lips froze around the unspoken words, words that would have flowed twenty-two years ago, but were now lost behind slammed doors and crushed beneath a fallen libido.  Over the years I’d neglected the sensations my body craved and shoved them aside with my own thoughtless put-downs and excuses.  I'd stopped trying to be sexy and traded in my heels for tennis shoes and sweat pants for dresses. I told myself there was always tomorrow to take care of myself, but tomorrow never came.  My ex must have sensed the change because his words became critical, instead of loving.  My body was open season to his off-hand remarks, and I’d taken those jabs to heart. All too soon I’d forgotten how it felt to wrap my hand around my ex’s cock and instead fantasized about wrapping my hands around this throat. After, of course, the laundry was done.

Jeff's frustration was palpable, even 500 miles away. Although he was the one who said what are a few miles, I knew that the distance between us would always be a road block.  Especially now that I couldn't step it up.  The phone call stopped before it started. 

And so did we. 

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Hey, Kurt? Remember when we talked about being friends with benefits?

The seconds of silence multiplied.  I looked at the screen of my cell to make sure we were still connected. Doubt raised its very ugly and very annoying head.  What the hell was I