New Friends: The James Williams Tales - Part Three

By Carmine A Blanche, Jr

Through Rachel, James meets a new friend and in her, a new romance begins. Meanwhile he learns more about Tom and his new home.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Carmine A Blanche, Jr
• Release date: Mar 25, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224708437

Carmine A Blanche, Jr

I am an amateur author that is working on building a library of tasteful erotica geared towards all aspects of life. I will write what I know from a male perspective and my personal experience in the straight and lesbian areas.In my writing, I try capture the male and female perspective as best I can, but am willing to accept your constructive criticism should you provide it in a tactful and polite way.

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New Friends

A James Williams Story

Part Three

An Erotic Tale by Carmine A Blanche Jr.

Copyright 2024 Carmine A. Blanche Jr.

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The following story contains explicit content, including scenes of a sexual nature intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised. All characters depicted in this work are fictional and over the age of consent. The story may explore themes of intimacy, sensuality, infidelity, and romance. It is intended for entertainment purposes only and does not condone or endorse any real-life actions or behaviors. Please always respect personal boundaries and preferences while engaging with this material.

With thanks to Livia Cheyenne, my Muse.

I was on the floor in the corner of the main house's dining room, with my head and shoulders under the counter where the sink was, when Rachel wandered in wearing mostly, well… nothing. Her dressing habits, or the lack thereof, had become a pretty regular habit with her while Tom was away and had become so commonplace that it no longer elicited the immediate excitement in me that it once did.

She was still a knockout, and I still looked at her wantonly when she did this, but it was not as big of a deal as when she first started doing it.

Whatcha doing down there? She asked, standing almost directly over me.

I looked up and smiled. The view was interesting, to say the least, but I needed to finish this, so I turned back to my task, I am fixing this baseboard that keeps popping off.  It looks like there might be some water damage. I pulled a couple of pieces of the board off the underside of the counter, then looked at her, "Did you have a broken water line here or something?

She nodded, Not really a broken line, but the sink overfilled once… for a couple of hours.  One of us was filling the sink, and we got distracted by something outside; when we returned later, we found the kitchen flooded.

I nodded, Yeah, that'll do it.

She squatted down next to me, Does it look bad? Oh, and Tom will be back in town Tuesday.

I glanced at her and then went back to work. "Great. The damage is not that bad.