Lucky Girl

By Kelly Lovall

After a week of shooting cereal boxes, Kate is ready to fly home to her husband. But on the final night of the trip, her cute and charming clients, Mike and Manny offer her a night of bliss and an opportunity to grant her husband's darkest fantasy - sharing her with another man. After she gets the nod to play, things heat up quickly and Kate finds herself one lucky girl.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kelly Lovall
• Release date: Nov 22, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005513214

Kelly Lovall

I write erotic romance that examines the secret desires we all carry within us. I explore the physical and emotional needs and desires that connect us to each other, often testing the limits of our relationships.My stories use explicit adult themes focused mostly on hot wives, wife sharing, and wife watching.I enjoy writing, travel, jogging and wine.I hope you enjoy reading my stories. I love connecting with my readers and try to respond to everyone. Ping at [e-mail],Kelly

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Lucky Girl

by

Kelly Lovall

Lucky Girl

A First Time Vixen Short

Copyright 2020 Kelly Lovall

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No part of this work may be reproduced for distribution by any means physical, mechanical or electronic without the express written permission of the copyright holder.

This is a work of fiction intended for adult consumption only. All characters and locations are fictional or used fictitiously and are over 18 years of age. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Any individuals depicted are models with no connection to the work and used for illustrative purposes only.

First digital edition published by Kelly Lovall, November 2020.

7,977 words

I sat at a table away from the pool and opened my phone, greedy for messages from my husband. Almost immediately a beautiful young man with thick black hair and a million dollar smile was asking what I’d like. I looked at him for two beats too long. He shuffled his feet and chuckled, dipping his head and looking at me from under perfect brows.

Anything? He said.

You’ve got about three years, don’t you? I said, smiling at him like some sort of supernatural wonder.

Excuse me He said.

How old are you? Twenty-one, twenty-two? I said, looking for his name tag. Angel. Too perfect; had be a stage name.

Nineteen. He said, conspiratorially, looking around, grinning cute.

Three years until everyone knows your face. I said, marveling at his beauty. Pinot Grigio.

Pinot Grigio. He repeated. Would you like a menu?

No, just bring me a fun little appetizer. Decide for me. I said, tossing my hair, batting my eyes pathetically.

Of course. Thank you, miss. He said, winked at me and turned away.

I was in Los Angeles on a shoot. I was the creative director on an ad campaign for a breakfast cereal. We were in LA to shoot what we called bit and smile which was professional actors on sets, waking up, eating various cereals for breakfast, then smiling as they started their day - off to school or work with a tummy full of ten essential vitamins and iron. We had four days in LA and then part of the crew was off to do a couple more days of location shooting in Palm Springs.

It was a late Friday afternoon in early April.