Dearest Readers,
Today’s excerpt is from The Benjamin Chronicles, a collection of short stories chronicling the escapades of Benjamin, a rascal who ends up in bed with a lot of women who should probably know better. It takes place everywhere from the planet’s finest hotels and restaurants to by-the-hour motels, and with everyone from his girlfriend’s mother and, later, daughter, to a US ambassador. It is as funny as it is naughty.
Today’s excerpt is from the Harriet short story.
Benjamin, more or less fondly, looked through the candlelight at Harriet, his part-time lover for the past couple of decades. Both had decided this would be their last dinner together, though neither had shared this tidbit with the other yet.
Harriet, at 59, was still beautiful. Benjamin was biased because older blondes had always turned him on, but Harriet was still trim, firm, tanned and gorgeous, and, importantly, still liked the young cock. Fortunately for her, and for Benjamin from time to time, she had the money to indulge this desire. They were not married. Well, Harriet was, but not to Benjamin. They had met years ago when Benjamin was 21 and Harriet 39, when Benjamin was dating Harriet’s daughter Brenda, whom he had met at college. The fact he was dating Harriet’s daughter didn’t really bother either of them.
At the time, Benjamin presumed he had too much good sense to fuck his girlfriend’s mother.
He presumed wrong.
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