IT'S STILL THE HOLIDAY SEASON
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MARIGOLD'S CHRISTMAS MIRACLE
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Marigold's husband is a doctor, and one of his favorite Sunday pastimes is to give his naughty wife an exam. How's that for a setup? ;)
Here's the teaser:
The dirty side of my man’s brain never took a vacation.
“I think it’s been quite a while since I’d given you a proper exam,” he said in a nonchalant tone.
“But I have an appointment with my gynecologist in a couple of months...”
“Do you think it’s wise to take that tone with your doctor before your bare bottom sticks out of a gown, young lady?”
Was it possible my hubs appeared even sexier than usual when he reprimanded me? “No, sir.”
“Finish your breakfast, young lady, and while I’m clearing the table, you can walk downstairs to meet me in the exam room. As usual, I expect you to be wearing the blue gown I’ve provided on the padded table with the opening in the back. Your bra and panties should be folded on the nearby chair.”
My mouth opened to protest, but no sound emerged.
I undressed quickly, sat on the padded table, and dangled my legs over the side wearing nothing but a short, flimsy blue patterned cotton gown. Usually, his instructions were to have the opening untied in the front. So why was this exam going to be different? Well, it certainly didn’t take a genius to figure out which part of my body was to be examined.
Fifteen minutes later, Danny walked into the exam room professionally dressed in a blue shirt and khaki pants with a crisp white lab coat. “How have you been feeling, young lady?”
“Fine,” I said casually, not looking him in the eye.
“Yes, and I’m here to make sure of that.”
“The last time I had an exam, you instructed me to have the opening in the front, not the back,” I teased, shaking a sassy finger. “You’re not slipping, are you?”
“You’re awfully brave for someone who doesn’t have panties on. This is merely a suggestion, but if I were you, I’d lose the attitude.”
I shrugged and bit my lower lip; it was difficult to keep a straight face.
“Scoot your bottom down the table and bend your knees.”
Inching my way down the table, I watched him pull a blue latex glove and a small tube of lube out of his lab jacket pocket. As he stretched the glove onto his hand and opened the lube, my hot core simmered while my pussy clenched.
“Relax, baby. I’m not going to hurt you, I just want to make sure that your muscles are healthy and working properly,” he said, grinning.
My eyes rolled to the ceiling as he gently spread my thighs and swirled his slippery gloved digit over the apex of my sex before pressing inside my wet pussy. Again, he entered and exited my soaked slit, and with each advance, my muscles tensed and squeezed around his thick finger.
“Okay, everything seems to be in good order, so now you can roll over onto your tummy.”
But instead of rolling over submissively, I angled my head like a curious beagle.
“You know very well what’s coming next,” he warned, tossing the used glove into the trash can before snapping on a new one, “so be a good girl and roll over.”
Okay. In retrospect, the scowl on my face was certainly a bad idea. Danny’s eyes grew dark, and his square jaw clamped tight while he tumbled me over and landed a loud smack across my backside. “The defiance will end right now. You need to start behaving yourself, little miss,” he scolded, administering two more loud cracks.
“Okay, okay, I’ll be good!” I yelped through gritted teeth, my bottom burning with each smack.
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And here's the blurb:
Marigold Wasserman is a well-known baker in Jacksonville, Florida, and she’s been successful selling her goods at the local farmers market for years. Working closely with customers and side by side with other merchants has enabled her to not only make a variety of acquaintances, but also innocently poke her nose into other people’s lives. Though she’s received numerous warnings from her sexy husband, Mari’s defiant personality shines through as she decides to help her new market friend hunt for the family she never knew.
Marigold spent most of her early years hoping and praying she’d someday marry a man just like Danny. But the successful doctor she married is not only handsome and intelligent, he’s also a spanker.
Maybe she should’ve been a bit more careful wording her prayers.
Thanks for coming to see me, and I wish you all a happy and healthy New Year!! ~ Shelly
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