Seduction

By S L Hendrickson

Damien wants Paul in the worst way. Paul is married and although his wife isn’t satisfying him, he can’t see the lust in Damien’s eyes. Damien wants to seduce him, but the problem is that he has never seduced anyone older men have always seduced him. His friend Roxanne tells him the only chance he has is to seduce him as a hot tranny. Roxanne gives him a complete makeover. Will Damien be able to seduce Paul as the hot and sexy Darcie?

• Language: English
• Publisher: S L Hendrickson
• Release date: Jul 22, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463885130

S L Hendrickson

After serving in the Army, I earned a B.A. Degree. I've worked many different jobs: Security Guard, Printing Press Operator, and Loan Processor. I know write full time mostly erotic fiction also science fiction. Sometimes I combine the two. I live and write in Phoenix, Arizona.

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SEDUCTION

S.L. HENDRICKSON

Smashwords Addition

COPYRIGHT 2019 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Damien lined up the shot and then stepped up to the ball. He brought back the putter and hit it lightly. The ball rolled, banked around the rim, and rolled out of the cup.

You just missed par, Paul said as the ball came to rest two inches from the hole.

Damien walked up and tapped the ball into the hole. He didn’t care about the score because he had taken up golf to spend time with Paul. They had become friends after the first week of working together, and it was Paul, who suggested golf, and now they were played two or three times a week. Damien liked him, probably too much, and after three months, he was still hoping there could be something between them. When they reached the clubhouse and put away their clubs, Paul asked, Are you going to take a shower?

Are you? Damien responded.

I might as well. I’m in no hurry to get home.

Damien always lagged, liked watching Paul get undressed, liked his body. He was a couple of inches taller, stockier with a good tan. He had broad shoulders, muscular arms, and legs. Damien was thin, pale, but gaining some color from playing golf. Paul was all man, and Damien had always been more womanly. He imagined many times, even after the first time they had met, of Paul taking him in his powerful arms, and holding him, having him. He watched, without trying to be obvious, as Paul slid down his briefs liked the size and shape of his cock. As Paul walked to the shower, Damien didn’t hide that he was checking out that tan, firm, muscular ass. A doubles group came in the locker room, and Damien quickly got undressed just like in high school, when he couldn’t avoid gym class, dropping his briefs with one hand, and covering himself with a towel with the other. There were always so many jocks in the locker room in high school. Football and Basketball players who were not shy about showing their equipment and the bigger it was the more they flaunted it. He had always been embarrassed by the size of his little cock Damien moved the shower head so the spray hit is back, and he could have a full view of Paul.

I bet Carol won’t be home until late, Paul said running the soap over his chest. Damien stood letting the water run down his back and keeping one eye on Paul, watching the soap go over the almost hairless chest, wanting to wash it himself, and suck on his dark nipples.

She gives me crap about playing so much golf, but I don’t know what she expects. I feel bad that she has to work twelve hours a day. I’m sorry that I only have to work eight.

Paul was washing his genitals, and Damien had to turn around; he was getting excited.

She is so tired from work I might as well not even be there. You’re lucky to be single. If you want some, you just go get it. I’m actually one of those guys who thought they would be getting more when they got married.

You and Carol haven’t had sex for a while?

"It's been a couple of months. She is too tired from