His Hands by Scarlet DeLorne

Taboo erotica short story

His hands

Megan has been fascinating with him ever since she understood the meaning of the word sex. He's hard working with a chiseled physique and a perfect farmer's tan.

When Megan sees his relationship on the rocks, she decides it's time to start moving in on him, but her attempts at seduction go unnoticed.

She'll make him notice her no matter what it takes, and make all of her dreams come true.

Genre: FICTION / Erotica / General

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Romance / Erotica

Language: English


Word Count: 6937

Sample text:

The day my mother left was one of the happiest days of my life. Daddy worked too much, she said, and she didn't want to waste her time on a man who wasn't there. I was given the choice of whether I wanted to stay or go with her. While Daddy wasn't my biological father, he was the father I had ever known. My real dad had abandoned my mother and I when I was just an infant. Mother said he was never a real man. Real men stick by you no matter what. Now Mother was leaving Daddy. So did that make her not a real woman?

With her words lingering in my mind, I decided to stay with Daddy. He was a hard worker, tending to the animals and the crops day in and day out so that we'd have food for our bellies and a roof over our heads. There had been so many times he worked tirelessly into the night, not coming inside until most men were fast asleep with a woman tucked under an arm. I'd sit on the back porch, watching the sweat glisten off Daddy's shirtless torso as he'd carry bales of hay to the animals or worked out in the fields. It made my heart flutter to see him move, chiseled and tanned from hours of intense labor under the hot sun.

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Already translated. Translated by Melanie Gans
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