It Happened Last Wednesday

By Olivia Gaines

Zelda Fitzsimmons wrote for Hobbyist Magazine covering the world of conferences, conventions and cosplayers. Her world is changed when she attends and ventriloquist conference and meets a master craftsman, skilled in all things with his hands.

She soon finds herself as putty in his.

Come along on the journey as Zelda chronicles in her diary, how she and Scott fell in love and found their happily ever after. She starts her diary by telling her friends, how it all came to pass and how it happened last Wednesday.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bryant Street Publishing
• Release date: Mar 8, 2022
• ISBN: 9781094434612

Olivia Gaines

Olivia is a USA Today Best Selling and multiple award-winning author who loves a good laugh coupled with some steam, mixed in with a man and woman finding their way past the words of “I love you.” An author of contemporary romances, she writes heartwarming stories of blossoming relationships about couples not only falling in love but building a life after the sensual love scene. 2015 Swirl Award Winner, Best Erotic Romance, Thursdays in Savannah. 2017 IRAE Award Winner, Best Contemporary Romance, Wyoming Nights 2019 IRAE Award Winner, Favorite Series, The Men of Endurance 2019 IRAE Award Winner, Reader's Choice Award 2019 Nominee, Top Female Authors, The AuthorShow.com When Olivia is not writing, she enjoys quilting, playing Scrabble online against other word lovers and spending time with her family. She is an avid world traveler who writes many of the locations into her stories. Most of the time she can be found sitting quietly with pen and paper plotting more adventures in love. Olivia lives in Hephzibah, Georgia with her husband, son, grandson and snotty evil cat, Katness Evermean. Learn more about her books, upcoming releases and join her bibliophile nation at www.ogaines.com Subscribe to her email list at http://eepurl.com/OulYf Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/olivia.gaines.31 Twitter: https://twitter.com/oliviagaines Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/gaines.olivia/

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Chapter 1

SIX A.M. CAME WITH no real hurry as the hotel staff milled about the conference center, preparing for the second day of attendees to the ventriloquists' annual event. The world eased into the start of the day as Zelda Fitzsimmons stretched to her full five foot seven height, moaning as she turned over on the bed, feeling the pains from the soreness in her hips and lady parts.  The culprit of her aches and pains lay next to her, the covers half around his waist as the hairy chest served as a reminder of the new rash on her breast from the coarse friction of their lovemaking.

Zelda knew the term lovemaking had been a bit of a stretch since the moment Scott Gerald Berger put his hands on her.  His mouth touched her skin, and it was full steam ahead with no holds barred as he claimed her body, half of her soul, and all of her reason.  She smiled because it wasn’t lovemaking at all.  The man fucked her so well she came, farted, squirted, came again, and then cried as she prayed to sweet black baby Jesus for redemption from her whorish actions. One eye cracked open as she watched him sleeping in the bed, sprawled out, sated, and feeling good about himself for what he’d done to her body last night.

He should feel good. Zelda did.  She felt so good in fact, that the sight of him naked and aroused dropped her to her knees in front of him to pull it all into her mouth just to taste something so thick and beautiful. This was so unlike her, especially considering Scott Berger was the worst kind of nerd.  He was an unattractive nerd.

Even that was an understatement. 

Zelda nearly refused to have sex with him when he took off his shirt.  Scott was so hairy, she thought he was wearing a black undershirt.  The hair on his chest was thick and dense like a curly black rug which tapered only slightly at his midsection and also covered his stomach.  He had hair on his shoulders.  He had hair on his back. The man had hair on his butt cheeks.

Good Lord, what are you, an Italian Yeti? She asked, grabbing her purse.

I can’t do anything about it. If I shave it down, it grows back thicker, he said, pushing the constantly slipping black framed glasses back up his nose.

Her hand was resting on the doorknob ready to leave the room when he softly called to Zelda. Wait..., he said to her.

Scott unfastened his pants, pulling them down to reveal Howdy Doody boxer shorts. The fabric straining to contain the huge bulge protruding inside the cloth, calling her name, beckoning her to come worship the majesty of its presence.

Whoa, Zelda said.

He pulled down the underwear and her vagina reacted as if it had just spotted a hit of crack cocaine and it had a sad, grossly overpowering addiction. All logic and reasoning left her at the sight of the thick, engorged, perfectly shaped instrument of love with an almost sculpted mushroom head. A tingling sensation that had departed her libido years ago was back and all she wanted was to be under him, feeling the power of Scott the Nerd over her, the strength of his body bringing her pleasure.

I don’t know whether to get naked and let you have your way with me or suck that until you cry, she said before she knew it.

Why don’t we take it slow and allow me to get us both to a happy spot at the same time?  He offered her the option that she had no interest in taking.  Zelda kicked off her shoes, unzipped her skirt, and yanked down her panties.

I hope you won’t think poorly of me, but I need this.  I want you so bad right now, I am aching, she told him, dropping to her knees in front of his hairy body. Her hand gripped the shaft, stroking him, enjoying the warmth in her hand as she opened her mouth, flicking her tongue across the head. It had been a long time since she’d been this hot for any man, let alone one with bucked teeth, thick glasses, bad skin, and covered in a black coat of hair.

If you keep that up, I’m not going to last very long, he mumbled, enjoying the pleasure she gave him with her mouth.

No worries,  neither will I, she said, pulling off her blouse and bra with his junk half hanging off her lips. Turning back the covers on the bed was a ridiculous idea because all she wanted was him inside of her. She got to her feet, pulling him with her by his erection until she reached the edge of the bed. Lying back on the bed, she gave him a view that made him suck back the saliva pooling around his bucked teeth.

You are so beautiful, he said to her. Zelda, please tell me right now that there will be no regrets from this night?

Stop talking, she commanded him, pulling him to the bed.

I will take it slow, okay? he tried to tell her. Zelda yanked the condom from his hand, ripped open the package, and rolled the latex over the shaft.  Pulling him again by his penis onto the bed, she slid her hips to the edge, raising them to help him get started.

Scott didn’t need any help from her at all.

She’d underestimated the nerdy, voice throwing, professional dummy dealer, ventriloquist aficionado as he screwed her sixteen ways until Sunday.  Face up, face down, half hanging off the bed, face buried in the pillow, face buried in his furry chest, she came undone at least four times before Scott even got off his first orgasm. Zelda truly expected that a fella so hairy was going to be an animal in bed with manners to go with it.  She was wrong.  He never raised his voice, never screamed into her ear how he was going to tear her pussy in half or any of those foul terms which turned her off.  Instead, he said nothing other than Amazing. Afterward, he applied a cool cloth to her genitals, then cleaned her like she was an infant.

The surprises continued to overwhelm her as he buried his face between her thighs, allowing those buck teeth to work magic over her clit as she came again. Zelda laid herself out in the bed as if she had run the Boston Marathon.  She slept like a dead man until around three in the morning when Scott woke her up with a gentle kiss on her shoulder as he filled her once more with a penis she swore grew at least

Reviews for It Happened Last Wednesday

[Udo chi · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

The book was really dope!! And steamy! It offered a different perspective on attraction.