Susan's Story: The A-Z of Trophy Wives, #19

By D.D. Grey

They're young, beautiful, with fast cars and luxury homes—with absentee, older husbands. Bored and lonely, each of our trophy wives has her own solution.

 

Brought up in the wide-open spaces of Wyoming, Susan finds the apartment lifestyle foisted on her and her husband by living near New York's Central Park irksome. The constant noise and bustle of city life just isn't for her. Pete, fifteen years older, is a New Yorker born and bred, so it's natural for him, and he just can't see the problems she's having adjusting.

 After six months of unrelenting stress, they finally get the chance of a break, and they book a cabin up in the hills above Lake Champlain, about two hours' drive from the city. The first day is perfect, only for Pete to be called back to the office for an emergency, leaving Susan sulking there alone till the weekend.

After one day of solitude, Susan notices the three guys in the next cabin are taking quite an interest. When they invite her over for an evening drink, she doesn't see any harm in accepting.

• Language: English
• Publisher: D.D. Grey
• Release date: Oct 5, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223174653

Book preview

Chapter 1

I clutched Lewis’s arm as tight as I could as the cabin came into sight. I wanted to squeal with delight, and it took every ounce of willpower not to bounce up and down in my seat. My husband must have caught my mood, I guess the arm squeeze was a dead giveaway.

Someone’s excited.

I didn’t bother to answer, just staring at the vista opening up as we turned into the driveway and left the trees screening the property from the road, behind.  I think my neck was on a swivel as I tried to drink in everything at once. The pictures in the brochure had made it look pretty. The reality, though, exceeded those pictures by an order of magnitude. Idyllic didn’t even begin to describe the way the cabin nestled into the trees along the shore of the lake. Lewis just laughed and let our car coast to a stop in front of the front door.

The wood cabin was a lot larger than I’d expected. Certainly. A long veranda ran the length of the front and disappeared down both sides. I could only assume from the pictures I’d seen in the brochure, ran all the way around. The trees screened the cabin from the road, and from both sides as well, giving us privacy from the people in the neighboring cabins. The grass was well managed, and just to one side of the cabin, I could see where the ground gently sloped down to the lake. From the pictures, I knew there were several trees along the water’s edge to shield the cabin from people on the lake, but still open enough to allow sunlight to stream across the board deck at the back. Picture postcard perfect didn’t begin to describe it.

My door opened, I hadn’t even heard Lewis climb out his side or walk around the car to open my door.

I guess you like?

It’s wonderful.

I tried to get out of the car as he held out his hand to help me, only to find I’d forgotten to undo my seat belt. That made us both laugh, but once I’d got it undone, I swung a leg out and started to rise. His eyeline dipped, and I knew I was probably flashing him from underneath the denim mini skirt I was wearing. His smile certainly confirmed that fact.

White, I see. Nice.

I pouted, playing along. Well, you only get to see them in full, once the luggage is inside the cabin.

He pulled me into a hug. I am not going to only see them.

Oh?

No, I’m going to have the pleasure of removing them. I shuddered as his hand slid down my back to cup one ass cheek. He pulled me tighter, and I let my body mold against his. I could feel he was already half-hard and growing.

Now, who’s excited? I giggled and broke from his grasp, turning to lean into the car and grab the keys and the rental paperwork from the front of the car. A moment after my hands closed on the keys, I realized my mistake. I’d bent over without thinking about it. It put me in a perfect position for him, and there was nothing I could do.

Sure enough, Lewis pounced. I thought for a moment he would spank my ass where it was invitingly stuck up in the air. No, he was far more direct than that. Instead, his hand found the back of my thigh and slid up under the skirt. Seeing as the skirt had ridden up when I bent over, and had been very short to start with, his hand didn’t have far to travel. His fingertips brushed against the crease where my butt met my legs, then slid underneath and rubbed against the gusset of my underwear.

I jumped, letting out a little squeak, but kept still as he gently explored me. His other hand came forward too and grabbed the hem of my skirt before jerking that up above my waist.

In fact, I’m not going to wait to remove these.

Lewis! Not out here! I swayed my hips from side to side, enticing him, and letting him know I was playing too. This was supposed to be our relax and reconnect holiday. He’d been working so damned hard to make junior partner, we’d both neglected a certain part of our relationship. It had been my fault as much as his, and now, seeing as I had his interest, I wanted to keep it. Right there, thank you very much, oh yes, right there.

His hand stopped trying to push my panties inside me, and both hands moved to my waist. I panted for breath, my arousal igniting. I didn’t really want him taking me right there on the driveway, but the fantasy idea of it had me hot. Lewis knew it too. He didn’t hesitate, wrapping his fingers in the elasticated waist of my white panties and stripping them down my legs with a single smooth, yet, powerful movement.

I put my hands on the passenger seat of the car and braced my arms for support. He tugged my underwear all the way down and tapped me on one leg to get me to lift that foot. Seconds later, I repeated the movement on the other side, and my panties were lying there on the gravel. I thought he was going to do more, but I think he was trying to get me to anticipate what would happen. He pulled my skirt back down, so it covered me and then hauled me out of the car and upright before turning me into his arms once again.

I tried to freight the kiss with as much promise as I could give, and I was getting it back in spades. I knew, and I was sure he knew that the first thing we’d be doing inside the cabin would be making love. The only question left was whether that would be in the family room or the bed. Hell, it might even be the kitchen, although I’d prefer something softer.

We broke the kiss, both of us breathing heavily. Luggage, first, mister.

Yes, mistress. He grinned and turned toward the back of the car to pull out our two cases and the box of groceries we’d stopped for a couple of miles back down the road. I retrieved the keys from the car for the second time and headed for the steps.

If the cabin had been nice from the outside, the inside was outstanding. They’d made no attempt to decorate it or plaster it. Everything was exposed and highly- polished, varnished wood. It smelled divine and looked even better. The leather couch looked soft and inviting, and I just knew that was where Lewis would want me. There was a large rug in front of the couch too, and even that looked interesting. A large screen TV hung above the huge fireplace. There was a fire laid there too, although it wasn’t lit. It was too warm today, and I doubted we’d need it at any time this week.

The open plan dining room and kitchen spanned the back of the cabin, with panoramic views out over the deck, the gently sloping lawn that led down to the lake. I could see the hot tub on the deck and immediately started having further licentious thoughts. This had all the makings of being a great holiday. One to remember as the years passed.

Over to my right, there was a door to what I knew from the brochure was a large bedroom, complete with, of all things, a king-sized four-poster. The bathroom was en-suite and opened off that.

Coming through.

I stepped to one side so Lewis could bring the cases in. He glanced around, but his gaze centered on me, not the inside of the cabin. Very nice. His gaze dropped to my bare legs and slid slowly upward. He knew I was naked under the skirt, and he licked his lips. I shivered as he grinned at me. Even nicer. He wasn’t the slightest bit interested in our surroundings, only in me. That made me feel good too, and I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter at the prospect.

Just going back for the groceries and then...

I smiled at him. Do me a favor.

What?

Pick my panties up as you come back. I seem to have mislaid them.

He chuckled. Nah, I think I’ll leave them there. Anyone coming past will know what we’re doing.

My blush fired up, how could it not? He laughed even louder as headed back out the door. Rather than stand there waiting for him, I moved over to the bifold doors in the dining room and stared at the vista spread out before me.

The brochure had promised picturesque views, they’d underestimated it. The trees on the far side of the lake, a couple of miles away, were just starting to turn. It would probably be a couple of weeks before the true splendor of the reds and yellows of autumn showed up to the party. Even so, the greens were fading into browns, and the colors were still awesome. The grass in the foreground was lush, and the polished cedar deck looked inviting. Not, perhaps, as inviting as the huge hot tub. Just