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How many times can someone be forgiven? How long does it take for a man to change? What if the person you're married to isn't who you're in love with anymore?
What if infidelities have caused a person to lose trust and hope in their relationship?
I don't recognize the woman I've become.
I'm bored. Lonely. Unsatisfied. Weak.
It's crippling me.
After seven years of marriage I'm throwing in the towel and starting over.
Bennington Winthrop is my boss. He's made it clear he wants me. When I think my life can't get more complicated I become involved in a sexual relationship that both terrifies and excites me. I can't resist the pleasure, or the pain he gives me. I need to feel something again, even if I get lost along the way.
I have to decide if his lifestyle is the change I'm looking for or something I need to run from and never look back.
I'm Macy Stone, and this is how I let go of the woman I used to be in order to discover hidden desires I never knew could exist. My only obstacle now is coming to terms with the consequences, and being able to accept who I've become.
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Excerpt
Our legal team was spending countless hours
gathering as much evidence to ensure a win. It was also the same day I’d gotten
the bad news about my inability to conceive a child. I was out of sorts, unable
to stay focused with such a burden on my mind. Ben was the first to notice, and
suggested I head into my office and take a break for a little while. It wasn’t
uncommon for my associates to stay overnight during this process; so most of us
had at least a couch in our office for such times. I knew I’d be of little help
to them in my current state, but I wasn’t prepared to go home and tell Frank
the terrible devastating news. I’d only been asleep for a few hours when I woke
to the sound of a loud bang. I sat up and looked around my dark office to find
I was still alone. I got up and first peeked down the hallway to discover it
was also dark and vacant.
I followed the sounds of muffled voices
until I came to Ben’s office. We all had windows with mini-blinds on them, which
most of us kept closed for privacy. At the same time I reached for the handle
to open his door, I watched something crash into the metal blinds. It was
definitely a body, and once I came to my senses I realized it wasn’t in
violence. I heard laughing before backing away from the door. Next came the
sounds of two people in the act of fornicating.
I’m in such shock I’m unable to move. My
body remains in the same position as I listen in amazement. That’s when I get
my first inclination that this isn’t a one on one encounter. I hear another
man’s voice and then a higher pitched female. The men are talking to one
another about switching. This heightens my interest, and as I loom in to peer
through a small wedge of window blind, I’m struck with awe over what I find.
A brunette female dressed in full leather
stands in the corner. Her breasts are busting out of the top of the corset. She
has a camera in her hand and keeps her eyes fixed on Ben and the blonde. A
petite redhead pulls another male close to them and begins making out with him
only to shove him away. I place my hand over my mouth as I continue to stare
through the tiny fold. This has to be a dream, I tell myself. There is no way
my boss would be involved in such mischief at the office. He’s not this kind of
man. He wouldn’t dare do this.
But as much as I want to believe it’s not
real, I know I can’t deny what is unfolding in front of me.
The woman in the leather tells them to
switch and both men stand at attention. I watch as they fall to their knees and
await her to approach. She takes one of her feet and shoves Ben down on his
back before proceeding to sit on his face. Then she pulls the blonde he was
banging closer in order to taste her.
I have to turn away. I feel hot and
bothered, but also wretched and ashamed. This is inappropriate. I’ve been
married long enough to know this is something I’d never partake in. Foursomes.
Orgies. Seeing this unfold was enough to make me question looking for a new
job.
I called out sick that next morning to see
if I could shake the uncomfortable feelings enough to be able to face him in
the office.
The following day he stopped me in the
parking lot before I could rush in and hide behind piles of paperwork. He was
calm and collected, making me feel as if he had no clue what I’d witnessed, up
until he spoke.
“Did you like what you saw the other night?
For someone who claims to be straight and narrow I got the inclination you
wished you could join us.”
I shake my head and begin to walk away, as
if I can distance us enough to halt the conversation. “I have no idea what
you’re talking about, Ben.”
He hasn’t followed me, but as I turn to
double check I see him standing tall with his hands in his pockets. The grin on
his face says it all. “I like when people watch, Mrs. Stone, especially the
ones who claim to be off limits.”
I have no idea what makes me spin around
and rush toward him. “How dare you imply that I was anything but disgusted?
You’re sick!”
“You’re in denial.”
For a moment we stare into each other’s
eyes. He’s focused and relaxed, while I’m shaking so badly I know he can see.
“I’m going to pretend this conversation never happened, because as far as I’m
concerned I want it wiped from my memory. Do us both a favor and give up. I’m
happily married, Ben. I’m not interested in fooling around with my associate.”
“You know where to find me when you change
your mind, and trust me, Macy, you will.”
Jennifer Foor is an award winning Contemporary Romance Author. She's best known for the Mitchell Family Series, which includes ten books.
She is married with two children and spends most of her time behind a keyboard, writing stories that come from her heart.
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