The Femme Whisperer: Sandra

By Ethan McCaffrey

Sandra is a successful sales representative who has recently had a sexual awakening which has caused the end of her marriage. Unfortunately, her relationship could not withstand the pressures of the “Hotwife” lifestyle. Instead of mourning the loss of her husband, Sandra intensifies her carnal activities. She meets an enlightened stranger who identifies her behavior and convinces her that it could end badly for her. See how this man teaches Sandra how to live her life to achieve long-term happiness. The first installment of the Adventures of the Femme Whisperer series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ethan McCaffrey
• Release date: Feb 15, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463815328

Ethan McCaffrey

Ethan McCaffrey writes erotic fiction with a unique perspective - he is a hopeless romantic who spins stories of confusion, longing, and loss. There are no sociopaths in his stories, just regular people who have secret pain and sorrow. These people meet and help each other heal from their pain and make their futures brighter. There's plenty of hot action as well, in service of the discovery of feelings reborn and lives redeemed.

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THE FEMME

WHISPERER

SANDRA

Ethan McCaffrey

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The Femme Whisperer: Sandra

Copyright © 2019 by Ethan McCaffrey

Licensed material is being used for illustrative purposes only.

This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance

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Chapter One

It was a gorgeous fall Saturday in Denver, Colorado. I was at the hotel where I began my hotwife adventures with my first extra-marital stud, so it had a special place in my heart. I was here for the weekend because I had client calls all next week, both here and in Cheyenne. When I reached Wyoming, I planned to meet up with Aaron and sample his huge cock again - I couldn’t wait for that.

After the disintegration of my marriage, I really wanted to fly to Spokane and right into Colton’s loving arms. He had been so supportive of me in my time of need, and his bed was really comfortable, if you know what I mean. Unfortunately, my appointments for this week were critical to my company, and I was too new in my sales position to be allowed a complete week off. Besides, Colton was in Atlanta at a convention, so I couldn’t go with him and make it back in time for my Monday calls. I had a chat with my manager Ron, and we agreed that in my newly single state, I could have the same hotel booked for weekends if I paid the bill, so that was what I was doing. I needed a nice weekend of rest anyway with all the sexual escapades I had recently experienced, so this was the perfect place.

It was around 11:00 in the morning by the time I got out of bed, so I put on my black bikini, grabbed a banana from my courtesy pack to eat on the way, and headed to the rooftop pool for some sun. The temperature was perfect, and I was sure there would at least be some eye candy up there for me, but it would likely just be parents with their kids. I had a fleeting thought that there could even be some hot older guy looking for some fun, but I didn’t get my hopes up too high.

I grabbed a vodka and tonic at the bar and found an empty chaise lounge chair for my use. I was right - there were some families up there today, and I could also sense a couple of nice-looking guys checking me out as I took my seat. They were young - probably early 20s - so they weren’t aggressive enough to come over and talk to me, and I wasn’t really interested anyway. I liked to be dominated, and those young guys wouldn’t be capable of that.

I finished my first drink rather quickly, and since there was no barmaid service at the pool, I had to get up to get another. While I was waiting for my next drink to be made, I glanced over to the right of the bar and saw an absolute vision!! There was a man under a canopy performing yoga exercises, and he was an absolute dream! Likely 40s or early 50s, tall, muscular but in a swimmer’s way, and drop-dead gorgeous! He was too involved in his yoga routine to notice me ogling him with a rapturous stare, which was good