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SEXUAL OBSESSION 14
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Wild Desire BUILDED ATTRACTION 1
SYNOPSIS:When Clare Markham has an extension added to her house, she finds herself increasingly - and mutually - attracted to the hard, muscled body and sheer physicality of builder Gary Newby ... CHAPTER 1 EVERY DAY FOR a week. The same routine. First thing in the morning after she’d dressed and made-up. She felt ashamed of herself. She felt like a guilty schoolgirl, hiding behind the lace curtains of her bedroom window so she could see but not be seen. She couldn’t help herself. It was hot and after only a few minutes of digging he would strip off his shirt. His legs were already exposed, by jeans cut off at the top of his thighs. Clare Markham had never seen a body like it, which is why it fascinated her. His chest was broad, his abdomen flat and delineated by hard, stringy muscles, his biceps bulging as he worked. He was tall with long legs which were contoured by thick, well-defined muscles, his whole body like some relief map of musculature. His buttocks were small and tight
Wild Desire BUILDED ATTRACTION 2
It had been a long day. Every time Clare had arrived home since the building work had begun Gary had still been busying himself in the back, usually on his own, his two other workmates long gone. But tonight Clare was late and he too had gone. The house felt empty. She missed the banter they usually shared. It was already seven thirty. She went upstairs to the bathroom at the front of the house, stripping off her black suit as she went. In the new bathroom she would have a separate shower cubicle with a powerful shower, but at the moment she had to make do with the shower attached to the mixer taps of the bath and a glass screen at the side of it to prevent the water splashing over the floor. She adjusted the temperature to lukewarm, pulled off the rest of her clothes and stood in the rather sluggish stream, allowing the water to wash over her. As she closed her eyes and turned her face into the water she thought of Gary, his hard body covered with sweat. She wondered what it would f
Wild Desire BUILDED ATTRACTION 3
‘No one must ever find out about this. No one.’ The second line was the same too. ‘I know.’ ‘Come over here, then.’ He took a step forward then stopped, anticipating, like a bad actor, what the next line of the script would be. 'Stop. You know better than that, don’t you?’ He looked shamefaced. His cock hardened further, growing to its full stature. ‘Yes,’ he said. He dropped to his knees on the long—pile cream carpet.'That’s better.’ Slowly he shuffled forward on his knees until he was right in front of her. She raised her left foot and wriggled her nylon covered big toe against his left nipple. It made his cock quiver. 'You know what to do?’ she said. Again this part of the script was always the same. 'Yes,’ he whispered. Even if she hadn’t been able to see the excited state of his cock, his expression would have betrayed how he felt. Sexual arousal blazed in his eyes, its tension etched in every line of his face. He took hold of her left foot with both hands and brought i
Wild Desire BUILDED ATTRACTION 4
HAD SHE KNOWN Bridget Goldsmith planned to descend on London, Clare would never have allowed work to start on the extension. What with all the necessary planning and work the visit entailed, the last thing she needed was to come home at night to a house that looked as though it were in the process of being demolished. She could have moved out. She could have gone to stay with her friend Angela. Instead, once the builders had breached the back wall, she had moved her clothes and make-up into the front bedroom, next to the bathroom, and she had made do, eating out, since her kitchen had disappeared, and taking comfort from the fact that George Wickes assured her the building work would definitely be finished in two weeks’ time. There were, however, two compensations. The first was that she could see the work in progress and check it was all going to plan. It only took two days to knock out the wall to which the extension would be fitted and after that every day brought new additions,
Wild Desire BUILDED ATTRACTION 5
‘Did you think that was me?’ he yelled into the microphone. He addressed the question to the women sitting nearest to the rostrum. ‘Yes,’ the audience screamed as one. ‘Naughty girls! I’m much bigger than that.’ He tossed the wand to the woman in the dinner suit, who had retired to the side of the curtain, then began gyrating his hips in time to the music. 'Look at those muscles,’ Angela shouted into Clare’s ear. ‘Reminds me of your Gary.’ They reminded Clare of Gary too, and, despite herself, she felt a pang of desire. The stripper began to pull the chiffon pantaloons down over his hips, turning his back to the audience and bending over so they were peeled over his very tight buttocks. When he got them to his knees he jumped around to face the audience again. He sat on the floor, jack-knifed his legs out in front of him and pulled the pantaloons off over his ankles. ‘Now it gets interesting,’ he promised as he sprang to his feet. ‘I really don’t want to see any more,’ Clare m
Wild Desire BUILDED ATTRACTION 6
Clare felt a strong and powerful pulse emanating from her sex. It caused her nipples to pucker. She felt cold, little chips of marble nestling in her bra. Getting up off the bed, she switched off the television. She usually had a bath or shower when she got home but had decided to wait until Gary had finished. She supposed she felt faintly embarrassed about being naked while he was in the house, however silly that seemed. Clare thought of herself as liberated and independently minded. She wasn’t too concerned with social niceties or the quibbles and taboos of conventional morality. That did not mean, unfortunately, she thought, that she had escaped the conventions of the sexual role that she had been nurtured in from an earlier age. In the mood she was in she would have loved: to be able to go downstairs, not fancifully dressed in flimsy lingerie like something from a scene in a porno film, but dressed as she was now, and ask Gary if he would like to go to bed with her. As simple as
Wild Desire BUILDED ATTRACTION 7
‘MORNING, MRS MARKHAM.’ George Wickes smiled courteously. ‘Morning, Mr Wickes.’ Clare was on her way out of the front door. ‘Everything all right? Just come to check up, as usual.’ ‘Everything’s fine. Really taking shape now.’ The carpenters had fitted the floor of the new kitchen and bathroom and were busy installing the new kitchen units. ‘Should be finished tomorrow. Then you can start to get back to normal.'Gary Newby had not turned up at the house since their night together on Tuesday. She remembered him saying he wasn’t coming in the next day, but it was Friday and there was still no sign of him. She didn’t have his number or address. ‘That'll be wonderful. Ah, while you’re here - I just wondered . . .’ She didn’t know how to put it. ‘Yes?’ He looked worried, as though there was going to be a problem with the work. ‘Gary. I just wondered if Gary would be coming in again.’ ‘Should be. He’s on another job at the moment. He'll be here to finish up tomorrow, though.’ ‘Oh.’
Wild Desire BUILDED ATTRACTION 8
She could see it, feel it, even taste what it had been like. She could remember exactly how he had felt as he plunged into her vagina, precisely how he had held her effortlessly in his arms. It was like she had been given a wonderful present, which she could take out and examine-with huge delight whenever she felt the urge. The urge had become urgent. Twice since Tuesday night Clare had masturbated and on both occasions had come ferociously as she relived the experience with the builder. She had deliberately recreated the conditions, masturbating in the bathroom, bent over the side of the bath. She masturbated on the bed. Both the places he had taken her. Usually she could extend her masturbation rites for a long time, luxuriating in the feelings she created, but the thoughts of Gary had provoked her too powerfully, and her orgasms had been achieved in no time at all. She sipped her coffee, wondering what David had dreamed up for tonight. If Bridget had not intervened she might well
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