How much could you change your life in one year? For Elizabeth Blake, the answer is a lot. Tired of being a controlled housewife she takes the 35th year of her life to focus on her needs and wants. With the support of her best friend Stella, Lizzie begins to emancipate herself from her loveless marriage and soon sets her sights on Alex, who has just turned twenty three. Between Lizzie’s baggage from the past and her sexual inexperience, Alex has a large task at hand, not that he is complaining.
The 35th Year explores the struggle that many woman go through, when unappreciated in their marriage. The decision to step outside of her marriage and begin an affair is something that Lizzie wrestles with but once Alex shows her what she has been missing in the bedroom, she is unable to turn back. She quickly gets caught up in the thrill of sex in public and the array of new positions that Alex is teaching her, Lizzie soon realizes that being a bad girl feels very good.
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I am a wife and mother of three. I love family time, even if we are just going for a walk. Writing has been a passion of mine ever since I was a teenager, I wrote poetry for a while and I still make home made cards for family members. I have lived in Virginia my whole life but I hope one day to relocate to Wilmington North Carolina and open a soup kitchen. Besides writing, I am an avid fan of the Goo Goo Dolls and horror movies.
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I walked outside; the coffee shop was right next to Lullaby. I sashayed past the window, Alex was at the register. I had barely made it to the door of Brew and he was at my side.
“So you were just going to walk by and not stop in and see me?”
I smiled at him, “I was just trying to see if you were still interested.”
He looked down at my stockings, “You really think I could lose interest especially when you are dressed like that?” I just looked at him; waiting to see what he would say. He opened the door to the coffee shop and grabbed my hand, and pulled me through the crowd of people to a table in the back. He leaned over and kissed me, “I have missed you so much.” He had his hand under the table, rubbing my leg. “I want to be alone with you.” He said. I had chills, I wanted to be alone with him but I could not afford another day like I had at Lullaby, getting so turned on and then going home unsatisfied.
I leaned over as close to him as I could get, “Whenever I am with you, I have to go home and use my vibrator.”
He cleared his throat. “You have a vibrator?”
I looked over at him, “Yes, why, does that bother you?”
He shook his head, “Not at all, I am actually quite flattered. What do you think about?”
I looked around to make sure no one was paying any attention to us; most everyone in there was lost in their own conversations. “Well, the other night I thought of you and me, you let me get on top of you.”
He swallowed hard, “That could be interesting, I definitely would not mind lying in a bed somewhere having you naked and on top of me doing anything, you could sit on me and knit and I would be turned on.” I could tell that he liked what he was hearing.
“The best one was when I thought about you getting behind me, and your sweat was dripping down on me.”
He whispered in my ear, “You know what you are doing to me right?” I smiled, I loved the power, I loved feeling like someone wanted me, that I could have him if I wanted him. I nuzzled his nose with mine and kissed him. He was rubbing my leg a little harder now, I forgot all about Stella and Brandy waiting for their coffee.
“You know, you can move your hand a little higher if you want.” I taunted, opening my legs a little more.
He raised his eyebrow at me, “You had better watch out, I am not playing.” I could not stop, I put my hand on his thigh and started rubbing, I slid it over and he let out a little gasp. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up; I walked behind him into a single stall bathroom. He closed the door behind us and pulled me over to him and started kissing me. He put his hands up the back of my dress and linked his thumbs inside my fishnets and started pulling them down.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“You were warned, I told you to watch out.” He leaned over and slid his tongue in my mouth. I kicked my shoes off while he worked my fishnets all the way down and slung them over his shoulder. For a moment I panicked, no one had ever performed oral sex on me, what if I stunk or what it I looked different down there than he was used to, do vagina’s age?
“No Alex, wait.” I said.
He put his hands on either side of my face; I guess I looked scared, “Don’t worry; I have been waiting for a long time to do this, relax and enjoy, believe me you won’t regret it.” He kissed me again and knelt down in front of me. I was so embarrassed; I did not know what to do. He took my underwear off and brought his face close to me, “Oh my God you smell delicious.” I bit my lip, the warmth of his breath against me felt so good. He started licking at me softly, I shuddered. I lifted my right leg and rested it up against the wall. He dove into me hungrily, licking harder. I took my hands and grabbed him by the hair, tugging at it. He had his whole face buried in me, I started to cum, I put my hand over my mouth to try and muffle the sound but it did not help much. My legs started shaking so bad that I thought that they would give out. He stood back up and pulled me over to him and kissed me.
“I have never felt anything like that in my life.” I said. I felt guilty though because he was so hard. “What about you?” I asked.
He smiled and rubbed my face with the back of his hand, “I told you before, I am a giver. I will wait until we can be together.”
I stroked his hair, “When is that going to be?” I asked. The sooner the better, I wanted him for the whole night.
“Whenever you can come and stay with me for a night or two or twenty.” He said.
I looked at my watch, “Oh my gosh, I have to get back to the salon.” I picked up my underwear and put them on and grabbed my shoes, we kissed again.