A Much Younger Man [NOOK Book]


As summer begins, newly divorced Kristen Tilden is trying hard to be civil to her ex-husband–as well as the rich society blonde who stole him, Victoria Stafford. But when she meets Victoria’s sexy twenty-two-year-old son Dylan at a cocktail party, sparks fly that are soon blazing into an inferno of lust, deception and scandal.

Kristen just wants one torrid summer of passion and privacy with her young lover. But Dylan wants her for good - and is intent on proving that he can be ...

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As summer begins, newly divorced Kristen Tilden is trying hard to be civil to her ex-husband–as well as the rich society blonde who stole him, Victoria Stafford. But when she meets Victoria’s sexy twenty-two-year-old son Dylan at a cocktail party, sparks fly that are soon blazing into an inferno of lust, deception and scandal.

Kristen just wants one torrid summer of passion and privacy with her young lover. But Dylan wants her for good - and is intent on proving that he can be the man of her dreams, despite the ten years between them. When his mother and her ex-husband discover the affair, all hell breaks loose. Soon Kristin finds herself forced to choose between her professional reputation and her forbidden love … and in the process, discovers that Dylan may not be quite the man she originally thought.

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781595783080
  • Publisher: Liquid Silver Books
  • Publication date: 2/26/2007
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 111
  • Sales rank: 577,343
  • File size: 385 KB

Meet the Author

Veronica Wilde is an erotic romance writer whose work has been published with Liquid Silver Books and Samhain Publishing. A copywriter by day, her true passion is writing fiction—particularly anything related to the paranormal. She currently resides in Arizona with her boyfriend and three cats.
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Chapter One

The envelope was waiting in the mail when Kristen came home from the gym that summer day.

Without even looking at the return address label, she knew who it was from--the nubbled, cream-colored stationery could only belong to one woman, her ex-husband's new wife. It was perfectly unmarked, as if even the post office wouldn't dare mar the perfection of Mrs. Victoria Stafford. Kristen stared at it for a moment, wondering what overblown social event she'd been invited to now. Well, she just wouldn't go. She'd tell Hal, her ex-husband, that she had vacation plans. Let him wonder who with.

Kristen poured herself a Diet Coke with ice before settling down with the rest of the mail. Catalogs, credit card bills, a letter from the school board about the new teachers hired on for the fall--but she couldn't ignore the envelope. She tore into it with a scowl.

Her eyes widened as she saw it was an invitation to a party celebrating her own son's eighth birthday. "For God's sake," she said irritably to the silent house. "Sean is a little boy. All he wants to do on his birthday is play video games, open presents and eat cake." But the stiff invitation indicated a much bigger event--something with a band, caterers and all of Foxdale's best society. Kristen leaned her head against the chair and groaned.

It had been a year now since Hal had left her for Victoria. The custody agreement stipulated that Sean spend his summers with Hal and Victoria--an arrangement that effectively removed her from planning the rest of his July birthday parties. She hadn't liked it, but it was one of the few points Hal had insisted on. He'd been generous about everything else, ashe should have been, given his very lucrative practice as the most successful dermatologist in town. And now that he was living with the Black Widow--as Kristen's best friend Julia called Victoria--he could enjoy an even higher style of living. Victoria's deceased husband had been rich indeed.

The ring of the phone cut into Kristen's thoughts. She picked it up with a good idea of who it would be.

"Did you just get back from the gym? I called earlier but you didn't pick up. How was your workout? How were the guys? Are there a lot of hotties at your gym? I keep thinking that I should start working out," her best friend Julia boomed.

Julia never said anything once without expounding on it as much as possible. She seemed to feel that dialogue was a lost art and she was its savior.

Kristen smiled despite herself and pushed her long brown hair back. "Yes, and good, and they're okay. You know me, Jules; I'm just there to work out. I'm not exactly at my most attractive in no makeup and a baggy t-shirt."

"Bullshit," Julia said frankly. "I'm getting tired of these excuses, missy. When are you going to start dating again?"

"I am dating again," Kristen insisted.

"Don't even tell me that sorry excuse of a man was your idea of a date."

Kristen fell silent, repressing her shudder of recollection. Since her divorce, many of her friends had tried to fix her up with various bachelors. She was only thirty-three, after all, in good shape and still "a hot mama" in the words of Julia's husband--who was as frank as his wife. So it had been a bit of a shock when a fellow teacher had set her up with "a great guy" who turned out to be anything but. Franklin James had been forty-nine, with a cavernous face and combed-over hair, and barely spoke above a whisper. When Kristen had politely declined a second date, their mutual friend had been frosty. "There aren't a lot of single guys our age out there," she'd said pointedly. "Maybe you should give Franklin a second chance."

So she had, but Franklin had been even more repulsive on the second date than he'd been on the first. And really, how could any man compare to Hal? For eleven years she'd been married to a walking sex bomb of charisma, good looks and wit. Hal was the kind of man other women wished they had married--or at least bedded. With his wide smile and careless good looks, he never even had to try for female attention. It had just come naturally, especially from young women, from flirtatious college girls to waitresses, who pointedly leaned over to take his order, exposing the tops of their breasts.

And yet an older woman had stolen him away.

Well, older than her. Victoria Stafford was thirty-nine. She'd been a child bride to her rich dead husband, who had been almost sixty when he died. Hal must seem incredibly young and virile to her--a man of her own age. Kristen felt sick at the thought of their sex life. No doubt Victoria was making up for lost time.

"Kris? You there?" Julia questioned.

"I'm here." Recovering her poise, Kristen said, "You won't believe what I got in the mail today." She told Julia about the birthday party invitation. "Honestly, Julia, it looks like some black-tie affair. For a little boy's birthday? What is she trying to prove?"

"That she can be a good stepmother," Julia hit the nail on the head, as always. "I've heard her own sons barely speak to her."

Kristen frowned. "Was she abusive to them?"

"I don't think that's it; more like she was negligent. Never around, too many trips to Antigua, that kind of thing. The big story about Victoria is how she missed her oldest son's high school graduation because she was recovering from plastic surgery and didn't want anyone to see her."

Kristen groaned. "Great. Now she's going to try to make up for it by spoiling my son."

"She might," Julia said. "Or she might just want to prove a point and then she'll forget about it. So, who are you taking as your date?"

Kristen's jaw dropped. "Date? Are you kidding me?"

"You have to bring someone, Kristen. You gotta show that asshole Hal that you've moved on to juicier prey. How about Muffin Man?"

Muffin Man was the gym teacher at the elementary school where Kristen taught. They had nicknamed him that because he brought her a muffin every morning from the cafeteria.

"Are you kidding me? I can't just ask someone out! Besides, he's coaching at some football camp until August."

"Okay, then it will have to be a hottie from the gym. Just grab one and go!"

"You're crazy, Jules."

"And another thing, you have to look hot-ta-ta for this party. Tomorrow we're going shopping."

* * * *

Kristen stared at herself in the dressing room mirror. The petite woman staring back at her was pretty enough, with long glossy chestnut-colored waves and dark doe eyes--but Kristen didn't see herself that way. Instead she could only compare herself to Victoria, the original tall cool blonde with eyes of ice blue. Victoria was all sharp angles and slim hips, possessing the perfect figure to wear the designer clothes she liked. Kristen, well, Kristen was shorter and softer, with rounded hips and even rounder 34D breasts. They threatened to burst now from their pink satin bra. Hal had loved her breasts, could barely pass her in the living room without squeezing or fondling them. Of course, Victoria had implants. He probably preferred her unnaturally firm silicone boobs now.

There was a knock on the dress room door. "Kristen?" Julia said urgently.

Kristen opened the door carefully, stepping behind it to conceal her bra and panties. "It's just me, no one's out here," Julia said. "I found this--what do you think?"

"This" was a transparent, wispy nightie. Its thin satin spaghetti straps melted down into a floating scrap of green chiffon. Julia rocked the hanger back and forth, making the nightie dance.

"Are you kidding?!" Kristen gasped. "I might as well wear nothing at all, it's totally see-through! Besides--we're here to shop for a halter bra for the party."

"This is for after," Julia said cheekily. "Just try it on." She tossed it at Kristen and shut the door.

They had been shopping all day. First Julia had helped her pick out a silky white halter dress that exposed way too much décolletage, in Kristen's opinion.

"Bullshit!" Julia had said frankly. "Honey, if I had your arms and shoulders--not to mention that amazing chest--I'd be showing them off every night of the week! This is a night you want to look sexy, Kris ... Take some risks."

After that, they'd bought a pair of very high heels and then hit the cosmetic counters for new makeup. Finally. They had come here for the right bra to wear with that revealing halter neckline. Now Kristen stood in her bra and panties, blushing at the thought of trying on that transparent nightie. Another woman had just entered the dressing room next to her and it felt odd to be naked just a few feet from another stranger, but that was silly, wasn't it? She was a grown woman; there was nothing wrong with wearing something sexy. Quickly she unhooked her bra and her breasts bounced free. She slipped the nightie over her head and checked the mirror.

Wow. She looked sensational in this. "Julia," she hissed, swinging open the door, "take a look!"

But her eyes fell instead on a young man leaning against the wall. Shocked, she stared at him as his appreciative eyes settled on her breasts--which, she realized, were completely exposed in this sheer wisp of chiffon. Frozen with horror, she was unable to move. The seconds seemed to drag on as her nipples stiffened under his lustful gaze. "Very nice," he murmured.

A suspicious voice arose from the next dressing room ... "Jeff? Who are you talking to?"

Embarrassment flooding Kristen's face, she quickly shut the dressing room door and leaned against the wall, her heart pounding. She had just exposed herself to a complete stranger; a complete young stranger. He couldn't have been more than twenty-two or twenty-three, and there she was--for all intents and purposes--topless in front of him.

She tried to catch her breath, realizing her thighs had gone weak and her pussy was flooded with a warm, light liquid.

There was another knock on the door. She was both disappointed and relieved to hear Julia's voice. She opened the door a crack and peered out to see the stranger had gone.

"My God, you are being shy today," Julia said. "What is the big deal? I've seen you naked before."

"There was someone sitting out there!" Kristen hissed. "He was waiting for the girl in the next dressing room and I didn't know. I walked out like this and he--he saw me!"

Julia burst out laughing. "Oh honey. You don't mean that cute young guy up at the register right now with his girlfriend?"

"How would I know? He saw me, Julia--he actually said 'very nice' with this horrible leer!"

Julia couldn't stop laughing. "Honey, I'd be flattered to have a young thing like that admire me! I've always told you, you've got a gold mine under your top!"

Kristen silently changed back into her own clothes and coolly marched up her purchases to the register. With uncharacteristic sensitivity, Julia stopped teasing her. But as they walked out to their favorite mall restaurant for lunch, Kristen couldn't stop reliving the moments a handsome young man had admiringly ogled her almost-bare breasts.

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