A Summer Affair Novels & Stories

This guy was bad news, and Summer would never be happy with him. "Your girlfriend is my best friend! Her happiness is my happiness! You had an affair and hurt her, and that makes it my business. I'm not gonna sit on my hands when something like this is happening to her!" I shouted back, "You don't deserve her or her love!" Summer was a kind, big-hearted person. Why must she be punished by having this turd as her first love?! He deserved nothing from her! "You don't get to be the judge and jury, Serena. Summer loves me to her fucking core. She can't bear to leave me. Even if she hears about this, she wouldn't be able to leave me. She's completely mine!" he declared triumphantly.

Gunner shouts. My eyes widen and my mouth drops open as I stare at them, not believing my ears. 'What the fuck is he talking about?' I wondered. "Summer called you? Fuck! I just gave her a mind-blowing orgasm before I left," I say and the look in both men's eyes shows that they don't approve of me having an affair with Summer. "And the chick you were with tonight? You fucking seemed to have fun with her. And the way you kissed her before tucking her into her car," Smokey says fisting his palms.

"I'm really sorry that you have to witness this Olivia. It was never my intention to—" "Are you apologizing to her right now? Are you seriously doing that in front of me? I am the one who had walked in on both of you unannounced and canoodling with each other. I'm the one who had come into your office to see a woman that you had an affair with working by your side as your secretary." She stated fiercely.

She didn’t fall apart. Instead, she said quietly, “Then let’s show them who we are. Together.” He pulled her close, grateful—but even in her arms, he could feel the weight of the storm still hanging between them. Elsewhere, Julian lounged in his office, swirling a glass of scotch with smug satisfaction. The headlines were already spreading: "Old Flames Rekindled? Damien Sterling and Claire Blackwell Seen Late at Sterling Corp" "Sterling Legacy Questioned: Can Ava Sterling Outrun Her Past?"

The next day, I'd inevitably have to drag myself to work or on a business trip, completely exhausted. It was that time of the night again. My wife slipped into a set of sexy lingerie and climbed into bed. Her soft hands wandered all over my body. Alara Golding was 26 years old this year. She was right in her prime. She had smooth, fair skin and incredible curves. That lace outfit only made it worse. Her long legs alone were enough to drive any man crazy. When we first met, I used to lift those legs every night. We were so loud that the neighbors upstairs and downstairs couldn't sleep.

I rolled my eyes, massaging my forehead that was starting to ache before responding. “Yes, he was my rival and enemy. But that was years ago before we got to know each other and fell in love. And it was in eighth grade, not third." Silence fell for the next few minutes as we just looked at each other. Clarissa entered the room, her lips curled into a sneer, trying to join a conversation she clearly wasn’t part of. “You’re making a big mistake, Summer,” I stared irritably when she said that, my face scrunched up as she approached, supporting my mother who had returned to her dramatic state. “Alessandro is heartbroken right now.”

Finn pulled out of Caitlin, watching as his cum leaked out of her well-fucked pussy. "Fuck, that was incredible," he said, his voice hoarse with exhaustion. Caitlin turned around, a satisfied smile on her face. "It was," she agreed. "But it's not over yet. We have the whole summer ahead of us, and I plan on spending every minute of it with your cock inside me." Finn grinned, pulling her into his arms. "I like the way you think, Caitlin. I like it a lot." And so began Finn and Caitlin's secret summer affair. They fucked in every corner of the office, their coworkers none the wiser as they sneaked off to empty conference rooms and supply closets. They couldn't keep their hands off each other,

She had enough confidence to believe things might turn out in her favor. After a brief pause, Ben relented, his voice less rigid. “Alright, let’s say I agree. How long are we ‘acting’ for?” “Three months. After that, we part ways, and I’ll get a ticket out of the country. My family won’t be able to pressure me if they can’t reach me,” Summer replied, leaving out the part where she had overheard her mother and Mrs. Lucas talking about setting a wedding date in three months. Her plan wasn’t about breaking up, it was about sealing the deal with marriage.

She flushed in embarrassment, “I think, my imagination played tricks on me. But I remember it moving. I know it was moving, that I’m pretty sure.” He stood up and turn on the fan plugged near the dress. “You mean like this?” The gown moves by the air blowing towards the gown. In the dim lighting of the cinema, anyone can mistake it for a ghost. Gabi smiled guiltily, “Yes…exactly like that.” “I took it off from the glass because this coming Tuesday is the first day of July. My uncle had a film showing.” “I know, “An affair to Remember” rerun every July first. Every year since the cinema opens the movie will be shown annually. My parents have their first date in that movie. Even my sister and

It feels like the first week of summer all over again where we hosted this Welcome party. Now we're hosting another, and this time it's a send-off party. The kind of gathering where we say goodbyes to the friends we made over the holidays. I overhear a couple promising each other to call and text everyday, some breaking up because they can't commit to a long distance relationship. I can't even find Noah anywhere, and I'm nervous about how we'll end up after this summer. I don't want to be remembered as some random girl he hooked up with during a summer vacation in Hawaii. Yes, I want to be remembered, but not that way.