The Cougar Investment Club [NOOK Book]


Young Joe, a new college grad, falls for his new boss, Sylvia, a much older woman.

Joe helps her run an investment club for divorced women nearing retirement age. Their husbands all left them for younger women & it's made them resentful.

Joe is a willing victim for them to take sexual revenge on the male gender.

Joe hopes to make Sylvia jealous. He beds down every ...

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The Cougar Investment Club

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Young Joe, a new college grad, falls for his new boss, Sylvia, a much older woman.

Joe helps her run an investment club for divorced women nearing retirement age. Their husbands all left them for younger women & it's made them resentful.

Joe is a willing victim for them to take sexual revenge on the male gender.

Joe hopes to make Sylvia jealous. He beds down every 'Cougar' that comes his way.

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Product Details

  • BN ID: 2940033160075
  • Publisher: transgressivesexfiction21plus
  • Publication date: 4/11/2012
  • Sold by: Smashwords
  • Format: eBook
  • Sales rank: 490,994
  • File size: 89 KB

Meet the Author

I set my first novel in a telemarketing office. Like most first novels it was loosely based on true events. I wrote what I knew. I had jockeyed phones for an inbound telemarketing company. Afternoons were always slow with infrequent calls. Hours passed with nothing to do. We were free to make use of idle time as we pleased. Most phone reps sat and gossiped. I read books. I read how-to-write-a-novel books. I got paid to learn. It was like having my own on-the-job writer's scholarship. One night my gossiping coworkers took turns naming a person and the rest of them voted on whether or not the person named was hot enough to have sex with. I kept my nose in my book but I couldn't help overhearing. They started off with movie stars and celebrities and famous politicians, etc. No one agreed. One person's fantasy was another person's nightmare. The talk turned to absent coworkers and whether or not they were bedroom material. Again, no one agreed--until Mildred's name came up. Mildred was our section leader. She sat at the head of the room and--in contrast to the rest of us--she always seemed to keep busy doing some work-related chore. The crew started talking about her while she took a rare break to have a smoke. Mildred had the most perfect set of legs I have ever seen on any living person. They were dazzling. They were sexy. They were actually mind-boggling. I would look at them and try to figure out what it was that made them so perfect. I couldn't. A thousand other women must have had legs that were almost identical to hers--but not quite. That slight difference made all the difference in the world. Mildred's legs blew my mind. There were times when I'd thank God for the simple pleasure of having Mildred's legs to look at on long boring nights. The first time I saw Mildred I walked up to her from behind; checking out her bun-hugging short skirt and her excellent legs in high heels in the process. Her auburn hair swung about her shoulders as she turned to face me. I'd have guessed her age to be anywhere from 18 to 29--until she faced me. She was every bit of 60. I nearly gasped with surprise. Mildred's age startled me but it didn't dampen my admiration--or my lust--for her legs. They were still absolutely flawless; smooth and shapely; without a trace of blemish such as 'spider' veins that woman much younger than her are often prone to. She was a genetic marvel. I know I'm going on and on about her legs but her whole body looked hot. She stood 5' 6" barefoot. Weighed 105 lbs. Measured about 34-24-34. Slim and well proportioned. So imagine my astonishment when her name was offered up for sexual review and the response was immediate, unanimous, and completely negative. Most of our crew was composed of young women, so there may have been an element of jealousy involved with their objective opinions, but even the guys expressed disgust. It all boiled down to age. It didn't matter how hot and sexy her body was they wanted no part of a 60 year-old woman. The entire crew freaked-out at the thought of anyone having any kind of sexual contact with Mildred. Their attitude ticked me off! I slammed my book down and was all set to tear into them. I was going to shout that they were all crazy--out of their freaking minds--and announce that I'd go down on that woman in a heartbeat if I had the chance. But just then Mildred walked in. Luckily, I saw her before I let loose; I held my tongue. An awkward silence passed. Mildred hadn't heard anything. The crew all thought I was angry because they were making so much noise while I was trying to read. No one had any idea I was about to defend Mildred's sex appeal. Previously I'd taken it for granted that everyone felt the same way I did about Mildred's legs. I hadn't noticed that no one had ever mentioned them. I wasn't the type to make sexual comments or gossip but her beautiful legs seemed so obvious it went without saying. My first novel, 'Acme And Ecstasy', was an idealized fantasy of what might have happened if I had told everybody how I felt and Mildred walked in and heard me. She could have had me her little bitch. That temp assignment provided plenty of material for stories dealing with all manner of sex. One sex story led to another while my other writing simmered on the back burner and I never really got back to it. An audience existed for this type of 'Office FemDom' before I even knew what to call it. I had posted some of my stuff on a personal web site. My readers are the ones that 'TAGGED' it for me. Hundreds of readers paid money for it online right from the start but things really exploded with Amazon Kindle, then Smashwords. If I hadn't worked at that particular temp assignment I would probably not have written any sort of FemDom. That particular office was female-dominated. Women were the bosses and overwhelming outnumbered men. And because the night-crew atmosphere was so relaxed sex topics were bandied about like we were partying at a bar or something. The sex talk was usually from a woman's point of view. They reduced men to mere sex objects and held them up for ridicule in terms of intelligence, maturity, or sexual performance. That's the main reason my stories came out with a FemDom theme. I simply had to imagine how things would be if normal sexual inhibitions disappeared and the women were given free rein to live their sex fantasies at the office and force men to comply with their wishes. The rest is history... OoooooOOooooooO Most stories are filed under Erotica because that is the category that most closely describes them but I prefer calling them simply Sex Stories.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 21, 2012

    Give me more


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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 20, 2012


    Yaaaaaay! Continue!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 20, 2012

    Cougars Story-Chapter #4

    "I think she should be banished." Came the sound of Bloodfurs voice, the deputy. "No, banishment is too good for her. She'll be happy to leave us. A traitor deserves worse." Firestars blunt words followed. "She is forming a resistance! That is the last thing we need." Cougar sat on top of the overhang were Firestars den was, listening to Firestar and Bloodfur discuss Skypaints future. Although he knew that Firestar would use any excuse to kill him, and this was the perfect reason, Cougar wasnt going to let them kill Skypaint, his only friend. He was still considered a kit, although he was seven moons, because Firestar refused to make him an apprintice. He claimed it was because he was still a kits size, but Cougar was sure Fire just wanted to humiliate him. Cougars thoughts were interupted when he heard Firestars voice say: "Good idea Bloodfur, Im sure the wild dogs would love to be treated to a fresh cat." Cougars heart skipped a beat, he wanted to run to warn Skypaint, but Fire had hidden her just for that very purpose. He ducked out of sight as the two cats exited the den. They disapeared out of the camp. Desperate to help Skypaint, Cougar cautiously followed them at a safe distance. The small cat could follow only by smell, as the haze of nighttime and fog surrounded him. Thier voices had left and Cougar suddenly stopped, sensing something or someone watching him. A twig snapped.....something fluttered and creaked, then a figure that Cougar didnt have time to make out landed on his back. Cougar bit his lip trying not to yowl in fear, as he sprung forward and whiped around to see what had attacked him. He only saw a branch. When he looked up a squirrel sat, chattering at him. Cougar smiled 'Guess Im just jumpy.' He thought to himself. He continued following Fires familiar scent until he reached a big log. He hid behind it and watched Bloodfur and Fire dragging Skypaint, who was half consious, into an open field. They tied her to a big rock and then bolted away as a pack of wolves entered the area. As soon as he could sense Fire and Bloodfur had left Skypaint for dead, Cougar rushed forward, in only two strides he was at Skypaints side. "Skypant wake up!" He urged her franticly. The leader of the wolf pack jumped forward, his head low and fur bristled. Cougar faced the wolf and hissed, unsheathing claws barely any bigger than a kits. The wolf gave up his fighting posture and began laughing. "What is that? What exactly do you plan to do little kitten?" He growled with amusment. The others laughed as well. Cougar lunged at the dog, furious, and sunk his claws into its neck. While it flared around, another struck out and bit Skypaint leg. "Skypaint!" Cougar yelped. Skypaint jerked up, the searing pain alerting her. She uttered a delayed yowl of pain. Cougar released his grip on the leader wolf and rushed to Skypaint, easily releasing her from the rock. Both fled up a tree and far away from the ravenous dogs. Once they were a safe distance they stopped and sat down. "Is your leg okay?" Cougar asked. "Yes Im fine, it'll just be sore." Skypaint replied. "But I wouldnt be without you," Skypaint purred and nuzzled him. "Of course I came to help." Cougar purred. "But we cant got back there. Fire thinks your dead, and Pinkheart saw me leave. She's deffinatly told Fire by now that I followed. I'll be dead if I go back." The two sighed, wondering were fate would take them next. (To the person who asked, Im 14. Thnks for the reviews everyone!!!!)

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