Cheating With The Grad Student

By Casey Clandeston

When innocent grad student Emily rents a room in our home, I’m rock hard imagining her writhing in orgasm under me. An experienced older man like me will stimulate her to uninhibited lust. But when can I find the moment to cheat on my wife and persuade Emily to surrender her hot body? Enjoy a forbidden secret liaison, with older husband younger woman two-timing, oral and anal play, fingering, masturbation and explicit adulterous sex.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Casey Clandeston Books
• Release date: Aug 7, 2023

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Cheating With The Grad Student

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by Casey Clandeston

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This work contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language.

All characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.

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Cheating With The Grad Student

Cheating With The Grad Student

By my early fifties, I was stuck in the doldrums of domestic boredom. Married to my wife Stephanie for more than twenty years, we’d settled into a dull routine. Work, eat, sleep, repeat. Our conversations revolved around my job in sales, hers in accountancy, something about her politics, the weather and whose turn it was to take out the trash. Meanwhile in bed, the spark had died out at least a decade ago. Not that my wife seemed to notice or even mentioned it.

So when Stephanie told me she was renting out our spare bedroom to help pay her campaign expenses for city council, I didn’t think much of it at first. But then in walked Emily Carter. A petite grad student in her mid-twenties, with wavy brown hair and dazzling green eyes that made me feel like a horny teenager all over again.

The moment I saw her, I felt a hard-on rising in my pants. The physical proof meant that I couldn’t dismiss it as a dumb