Hot Moms Satisfied: A Hot Short Story Collection

By Daizy Dennis

Moms are busy, with school runs, jobs, most of the household chores and well, mom stuff.
That doesn’t mean they don’t want one more thing in their lives...sex.
Not just any romp in the dark or a cheap date and drunken fumble in a bar, they want great sex.
They’re just too busy to waste energy in a boring bedroom or on a half-hearted lover.
Busy moms deserve to be given what they want, when they want it.

Every guy has his own MILF fantasy, these are a few stories showing who is really in charge, and it’s not the guys.
But then we knew that all along didn’t we girls!

Empowered women, consensual sizzling MF stories with a handful of romance thrown in.
Daizy Dennis Books
Delicious Desires

• Language: English
• Publisher: Daizy Dennis
• Release date: Jan 14, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005496388

Daizy Dennis

? Steamy romance, adult fiction, x-rated fun, erotic short stories NSFW. Consensual, diverse, curvy and age gap billionaire bosses.Warm flash fiction and hotter longer stories. Strong women, confident men, mostly M/F and always a HEA or at least HFN.?

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Hot Moms Satisfied

HOT MOMS SATISFIED

A HOT SHORT STORY COLLECTION

DAIZY DENNIS

DAIZY DENNIS BOOKS

CONTENTS

She’d Forgotten How To Do Car Sex, He Hadn’t

Some Days You Just Have To Get On With It

Swing Seat Shenanigans

Playtime in the Sun

Good Guys are Hot Too...

He Had Always Loved Her

Getting Hot In The Adult Section of the Library

About the Author

SHE’D FORGOTTEN HOW TO DO CAR SEX, HE HADN’T

The rain hammered on the car roof as she wiped her hand across the window to clear the condensation. She bloody hated Sundays. Especially in football season. Her pride in her sons couldn’t be any bigger. She loved to see them thrive at a sport they loved and had a talent for. But her love of Sunday mornings was severely tested, if not annihilated when the rain hammered down and the icy wind blew. And yes, that was happening right now. Mind you, tucked up here under a blanket with the sleeping baby in the car whilst her sons were out in the freezing cold with shorts and a shirt on. Well, she couldn’t really complain. Two small flasks of hot chocolate sat on the cup holders, waiting for them when they finished. She’d made sure the seats covers were on, and each had a blanket to pull over themselves for the short drive home. Talking of blankets, she snuggled under hers. A thick quilted blanket, handcrafted from old college sweatshirts and memories. The rain hammered down so loudly, she looked to the back of the car to watch her baby’s chest rise and fall. She couldn’t hear her soft breathing in the rain. She’d never understood movies that showed parents watching children sleeping, but now it was one of her favourite things. Sometimes just to reach out and touch their tiny chest, feel for movement, was the most terrifying too. She smiled as she watched her baby screw up her nose in her sleep. Then flinched, as a tap on the window made them both jump. They had another hour to wait for the football practise to finish. Annoyed that someone might wake up her baby, she looked up as the car door opened and a wet hooded figure dived in to sit next to her in the front.

‘Shhhh!’

She shushed them and swore as rain water flew from the waxed coat and soaked the car interior.

‘Hey love, thought I’d find you here.’

‘What are you doing here, and where else do you think I’d be on a Sunday morning?’

Her ex. Well, not ex, just sort of current, but not together all the time, husband. Damn, as usual, he looked gorgeous. Water dripped from his coat inside her beautiful dry car.

‘I got time off, so I thought I’d come watch the boys.’

‘Yeah, go on then.’

She waved him out of the car, but he stayed. He struggled