The Sexual Yearnings of Vee Legrand: The Complete Trilogy

By Lex Hunter

Enjoy the whole trilogy here in one volume! Eighteen year-old Alison Hargreaves’ life is turned upside down when her father re-marries and she has to adjust to life with her bitchy, manipulative – but also very beautiful – stepsister Olivia (Vee). Alison is already enjoying a relationship with hunky Zach, but Vee has her eye on him – and also on her...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lex Hunter
• Release date: Sep 3, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310263996

Lex Hunter

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THE SEXUAL YEARNINGS OF VEE LEGRAND

By Lex Hunter

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PUBLISHED BY: Lex Hunter on Smashwords

Your support and respect for the property of this author is much appreciated.

This book is a work of fiction and the resemblance of any of the characters in this work to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Copyright Lex Hunter 2015

Cover photo, Copyright Lorand Gelner

Design by Lex Hunter

Adult reading material.

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‘Oh, I’m…ever so sorry ma’am, I seem to have…I was in a hurry and I didn’t know where all these pictures go and…oh dear,’ she looked down at the floor and stepped down from the chair.

‘What do you think you’re doing?’ came Ali, in her best upper-class, bossy voice and slapped the whip against her palm, prompting Vee to look up gingerly.

‘I’ll make it up to you ma’am, really I will…’

‘And just how do you plan to do that?’ demanded Ali, entirely without humour, surprising herself at how easily she was getting into her character.

‘Well, if you’ll just…give me a chance, I’ll-’

‘Oh I think you’ve had more than enough chances,’ dismissed Ali, unbuttoning her jacket angrily, showing the clinging white blouse, the top two buttons undone to show a tantalising glimpse of cleavage and the sexy bra she was wearing underneath.

‘I’m…sorry,’ said the French maid, head bowed.

‘Right, you know what it means.’

Table of Contents

1. Lust

2. Dominant Females

3. Sex

Links to other work

PART ONE

Teenager Alison Hargreaves was riding her beloved bay horse Lucky along the old country paths and roads that she knew so well, but she realised that this part of her life was clearly over. As they trotted slowly and sulkily along there seemed to be an understanding between horse and rider, a recognition somehow that floated around them in the tranquil rural air, that this would be the last time they would ride together. When she’d been around thirteen years old, all she’d wanted was to be a successful competition rider, to compete at the Badminton Horse Trials and to have her whole life revolve around herself and her horse. She felt a gloom pass over her, but she had known it for at least eighteen months if she was honest with herself. She knew that her passion and enthusiasm for such a life had waned almost completely and that even way before this, surely she knew that to have a chance against most of the other girls she competed against she needed to be more privileged and even more driven than she was. Her nearest rival, Elizabeth, who lived in the nearby village of Pownsey, had three prize-winning horses and her family owned more acres than she could ever hope to need. Elizabeth’s parents always employed the very best horse trainers and teachers for their daughter and did everything they could to ensure that she could concentrate all her efforts on riding. What an advantage! The two girls had gotten along very well when they’d met at Alison’s first junior dressage competition at the age of eleven and had remained firm friends for around a year after, but then, as Elizabeth’s parents had demanded better results from their daughter, so she had become more determined to please them and in turn, more aloof with her friend. Alison didn’t bear her any malice however, had never allowed herself to feel envious of her, nor any of the other more privileged girls that she’d met at competitions. She could see in their serious drawn faces the extra pressure they were under and that this life had ceased being fun to them. It was for this reason that as Alison made the transition from childhood to young adulthood, she acknowledged the sacrifices that herself and her father would have to continue to make to give her a mere chance to break through, just weren’t worth it. She still enjoyed riding Lucky, loved her horse dearly, but she realised her priorities had changed dramatically over the last eighteen months. The whole lifestyle that she had once embraced: the caring for the horse, the training, the seemingly endless grooming and mucking out of the stable and then the competition calendar, had begun to bore her. Her father’s sudden announcement of the previous night had merely confirmed the end.

*

Almost a year ago Alison’s father Robert, a Telecommunications company manager on a six-figure salary, had begun dating a French teacher three years his senior by the name of Caitlin Legrand. Alison had only met her father’s new girlfriend a handful of times, their dates seemingly sporadic, leading Alison to believe that things weren’t particularly serious between them. So when her father had made a point the night before of sitting her down and talking to her, she hadn’t expected for one moment to hear what she was about to hear: Caitlin and her father were to get married.

‘So where will we live?’ Alison had asked.

‘Well sweetheart, Caitlin very much wants us to move near where she lives in Wells Vale. We don’t particularly have any ties anymore and your college has finished, so I agreed that we’d look for a place to live near Wells together.’

Alison sat and listened to her father as he spoke in his usual soothing tones and although she showed no emotion, inside she was extremely disconcerted. Her heart had dropped, but she didn’t know what she could say to her father, for his mind was seemingly made up and she’d never been one for selfish tantrums.

‘I’m pleased for you dad, really I am,’ she said, her voice shaking a little; ‘Caitlin’s nice, but I like it here, I’m settled…and what about me and Zach?’

‘Well, why should things change between you and Zach darling?’

But she knew they would, that things could never be so perfect again. She knew that Caitlin had two children of her own and that not only was she to be taken away from her home and this beautiful piece of Wiltshire countryside, but that the ambience of her life was about to change forever.

*

A Bright and intelligent girl, Alison was perhaps destined for great things. And now at eighteen, she had flourished into a beautiful young woman. Having been pleasant-looking throughout her younger school years, but no more, she had shot up in the last few years to a height of 5-8, filled out with lovely slim curves and fine, pert breasts and her face, cleared of the mild acne she’d once endured, had lost its previous harshness, allowing her alluring blue eyes, flowing blonde hair and natural femininity to flourish. She now garnered approving looks from all around.

Having been very loyal to her studies and wanting to get the very best out of herself, she had rejected all advances from the boys at her college (of which there’d been many); but then eight months ago she’d met English and P.E. student Zachary Lugo. He had really been something different. An exotic mix through parents and grandparents of English, American and French Guiana, Zach was a striking 6-5 tall with more physical and mental attributes than should’ve been fair to bestow on one person. A beautiful and yet strong light-brown face with piercing green eyes and an almost boyish smile, he was extremely pleasing to look at. He also had outstanding physical capabilities. As captain of the college Basketball team, his dominating presence had won him many individual accolades over the last two years. He was also an accomplished Tennis player and had serve-and-volleyed his way to a county championship at the age of sixteen. He had quickly developed a wide knowledge and love of English Literature through his own keen study and interest. He was a natural speaker of authority on a great range of subjects that accorded him an undeniable charisma to go with his deep intelligence. He also had a natural zest for languages and already at nineteen was fluent in French and Spanish. Despite the pressure from many of his peers to dedicate himself to sport (in fact you only had to look at him to see that he was a fine physical specimen) he was far too intelligent and inquisitive of mind to not lose interest in the brutishness of sport very quickly. The decision was relatively easy for him to concentrate his efforts on his English studies and more recently, his beautiful girlfriend.

Zach and Alison had fast become a model couple at college. Alison had completely fallen for her much taller partner and their sex life soon blossomed into something fantastic to her. Although her relationship with Zach had briefly distracted her from her studies, she had regained her focus as exam season had edged