Love is Hard, Book III, Damaged Property

By Boots Hudson

John is damaged property. He caught his fiancee cheating and his beloved sister died in an accident after consoling him about this. Now he picks up and uses women like tissue and his life has become lonely and bereft of anything solid. Then he finds that his estranged sister has named her daughter after their beloved dead sister. He meets and has an instant connection with the toddler. Will this wake him from his current situation? Or will it all become too much to bear for him?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Boots Hudson
• Release date: May 11, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310598012

Boots Hudson

Boots Hudson is the pseudonym for a lover of erotic fiction. He loves to both read and write erotic fiction. He is a retired Army veteran and father of one.

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Love Is Hard, Book III

Damaged Property

Published by Boots Hudson at Smashwords

Copyright 2016 Boots Hudson

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Table of Contents

The Hook-Up

Second Hook-Up

Jen’s Return

Anniversary

The Birthday Party

Candice

Jen Again

New Beginnings

About the Author

Connect with Me

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The Hook-Up

- Friday -

I looked around the club. It was a typical Friday night in this area. There were a lot of people from all over the local area getting to know each other, some more intimately than others. Many were vying for attention and most were getting it. I had become a regular, making the trek here almost one night every week, usually on Friday or Saturday. I had been doing so for about a year.

I spotted my buddies against the far wall and one of them was chatting up a young woman. I walked over. The woman he was chatting up was a pretty little thing in that Midwestern sort of way. She was about 5’5", 115 pounds, perky, had sandy brown hair, cute face with a smattering of freckles, and was wearing a short, pretty tight, little green dress. It showed off her curves, and she had plenty to show.

I said hello to Randy, who nodded hello but didn’t take his eyes off of Miss Vivacious. Jack was standing at the table where Randy had obviously met her and there were two other women sitting there. The boys had found a three girl table to attack, which was in keeping with our method.

I said hello to Jack and he introduced me to Karen and Dana. Karen was a decent looking woman, but a little bland for my tastes. Everything about her was the same color. Dana was a dark haired beauty with pale skin and a nice face. She was attractive but not beautiful. As I had found in this environment, these women were the best targets. The best targets for getting laid were the middle of the road, decent looking chicks, who were trying to vie for male attention against the gorgeous. The beautiful women expected to be fawned over and to get their way. The ones just below that tried harder when in a club like this where there were many gorgeous women to compete against.

We sat and talked and then I asked her to dance to something a little slow. I held her and she rubbed up against me. I rubbed back. She seemed to know what was going on. We both wanted something and were looking forward to it. When I ran my hand over her ass, she squirmed in my arms a little. I didn’t know if that was because it was turning her on or it was too aggressive. I refrained from that for the remainder of the song and then she led me back to the table, holding my hand. But in the back of my mind, I was thinking she’s easy.

While leading her back to the table I saw a cute young lady at the table just two down from ours staring at me. I looked at her and she looked familiar. Maybe she was a previous conquest, maybe not. I couldn’t place her face so I just continued on to our table.

When we got back there, we were alone. The others had stayed on the dance floor. We talked and flirted for a while, had another drink, watched the others flirt and play grown-up seduction games, and finally, at about midnight, decided to leave. She was as horny as I was and I had scored well. She had agreed to come back to my place, which was closer than hers, but still about 8 miles away. She followed me in a little red Miata. Nice.

When we got there, she saw that I lived in a small three bedroom house. She looked at me a little funny and once we got inside she looked around at the place.

Divorced? She obviously thought I had gotten all this stuff in a settlement. Or maybe she was just surprised by that fact that it was a house.

No, never married.

I walked up to her and kissed her hard. She kissed back hard, her tongue dancing with mine.

We broke the kiss and I wondered if she wanted anything. I didn’t want to do anything but fuck, but I thought it would be gentlemanly to ask. Do you want a beer or wine or something?

She looked at me and grinned. No, thanks. It might dull my senses.

I grinned back and pulled her back to me. I decided to pick her up and carry her to the master bedroom. She was only about 5’3" and maybe 100 pounds, so I did. She squealed and laughed as I carried her there. I dropped her on the bed and watched her tits bounce in her dress and saw her panties as her legs flew up. She had really nice legs and they were bare.

She looked up at me, smiled, and said jokingly in her best fake southern accent, Why, whatever are you going to do to little ole me? She must have seen Gone With the Wind recently or was a fan.

I leered at her, leaned over, and kissed her briefly. I’m going to ravish you and make you cum.

She fell back flat. Mmmm. I like the sound of that.

Good, because that was always my plan.

I put my hands under her and rolled her over. I pulled the zipper down on her dress and turned her back over. She helped me as I worked the dress down over her shoulders, past her black-bra encased tits, over her stomach, and then over her hips and off. She looked good and she had a soft look to her. She wasn’t fat, but wasn’t a workout queen. She was just young and still in good shape.

I pulled her up, reached my left hand around and flipped the hooks on her bra. She grinned when I did that with one hand. I pulled off her bra, revealing nice, perky, probably B-cup tits. They were topped with dark brown nipples that were sticking up invitingly. I then put my hands on her hips and grabbed the two sides of her panties. I pulled them off to reveal the shaved lips of her pussy with just a Mohawk shaped pubic pattern on her mound.

She watched me as I took in her physical attributes. These ladies could be a little low on confidence the first time a man saw them naked, so I cheered her up. Stunning. Not that I would care after tonight.

She grinned and sat up as I started to take my clothes off. I was naked in seconds and when I had divested myself of everything I was standing right next to the bed, my hard cock pointing straight out. Dana grinned and sat up, staring eye to eye with my cock. I handed her a condom and she opened it. She rolled it down over my cock and then leaned over and took a good suck on it before lying back down. Are you going to ravish me now?

Yes. And so I did. I started by lying on top of her and kissing her, trading tongues while I rubbed my dick up and over her mound. She groaned so I moved to sucking on her tits. After a couple minutes of this, she was squirming and I took my right hand and explored between her legs. She was wet already so I worked my legs between hers and lined up with her cunt. She spread her legs wide to help me as I slowly worked it in, picking up the necessary moisture. I could tell she was going to be a fast fuck. Once I was fully seated I kissed her and started humping her.