Help a Reader Out? (Authors? Anyone?)

This week, a reader arrived here at the blog by searching for "other books like Audrey & Lawrence," so how's about we provide this person with a recommendation or two?

Okay, I know, you're probably asking, "What the hell is Audrey & Lawrence?"

Audrey & Lawrence is an erotic anthology I wrote a couple years ago--"the one with the goldfish on the cover."  It features twelve stories about an unhappily married older man, Lawrence, and his young mistress, Audrey.  It's loosely based on the ten years of my life I spent involved with (you guessed it) an unhappily married older man.  

The stories are not all fun and games.  They explore jealousy, want, schadenfreude, entitlement--a lot of emotional baggage that comes along with a long-term adulterous relationship.

So this reader is looking for other books along those lines.  I'm sort of putting words in their mouth, but I'm guessing they're after erotica, adultery, secrecy, deceit, the older man/younger woman dynamic... anybody out there written or read any books that fit the bill?  I know I've written some short stories on the topic (some of which appear in my Secret Confessions: 36 Erotic Encounters anthology), but nothing else really comes to mind.

I'll post the blurb/excerpt from Audrey & Lawrence below.  Maybe it'll set the cogs in motion.  If you have recommendations for our reader in need, could you do us a favour and post the titles in the comments?  And let us know how your recommendation fits the bill.

Thanks folks!

Giselle

Audrey and Lawrence by Giselle Renarde

 An affair is always easy in the beginning. There's plenty of steamy sex and getting-to-know-you. Everything is for now. Immediate gratification. No thought of the future.

That's how it starts for Audrey and Lawrence. Audrey's only concern is helping an unhappy man trapped in a sexless marriage revive the virility of his youth. That approach doesn't last long. As her affection builds, she wants more than she can have, and more than Lawrence is willing to give.

Over the course of twelve breathless stories, Giselle Renarde's famous femme fatale tips from the lofty realm of youthful adoration into the dark pit of jealous love. Will her behaviour get out of hand when the affair grows beyond her heart's control?

This complete collection includes all twelve Audrey & Lawrence stories, many of which make their premiere appearances in this special compilation. Contains the stories:

1. Kiss the Cook
2. Sweet Tooth
3. The Maelstrom
4. Questions of Ultimate Concern
5. Mistress Audrey
6. Nuit Blanche
7. Marry Me
8. Burgundy Ropes and Voltaire
9. The Burden of Knowing
10. Breaking Up from Behind
11. Running in Circles
12. Shoot Niagara

Warnings: This title contains graphic descriptions of sex, graphic language, anal sex, sex toys, bondage and domination.

AVAILABLE IN PRINT

Word Count: 42,902

      

EXCERPT:

From "Marry Me:"

In that moment, looking into those tear-filled eyes, I knew I wanted to marry Lawrence Galloway.  The thought had crept up on me before, but I’d always managed to force it out of my mind.  After all, I was a career-mistress, or at least it would have been a career if I took any money for my tenderness.

Audrey the mistress: not just what I was, but who.  My whole identity was wrapped up in that one dominating aspect of my personality.  I was a woman who consorted exclusively with older men, married men.  Those sad sorts raised in a bygone era, trapped in loveless, sexless relationships.  My body, my admiration, helped them, made them feel good again, feel attractive and virile.  What I gave them was a therapy, a rejuvenation.  Of course, when Lawrence came along, I was smitten.  There’d been no one else since.

But ringing in my ears were the words, “I’ll never ask you for anything.”  In the beginning, I’d assured him, “as long as you keep no other mistresses, I’ll do anything you want.  I’ll do more for you than you’ve ever dreamed, but I want to be the only other woman in your life.”

As I gazed into Lawrence’s sad eyes that April morning, I knew I was about to go back on my word.  “Be my husband,” I said.  My tone was utterly flat.  It wasn’t a question, wasn’t a plea, it was a plan.  “Leave Ruth and marry me.  Be my husband.”

The words I’d promised never to utter all those years ago had now been spoken. Lawrence stared at me, seemingly awestruck.  Maybe he would marry me.  Maybe he loved me enough now.

Reaching out, Lawrence held my cheek, and his touch was the touch of God.  It rang through my body like cathedral bells, alerting my cunt it was time for worship.  He squinted and the teardrops fell like lava against my chest as he leaned his head toward mine.

Without a word, Lawrence laid a passionate kiss on my mouth.  My eager tongue groped for his.  It was hot, wet, forceful but yielding.  With both hands on his head, I dragged his energy down through every centre along his spine.  I dragged it to the very base of his being and squeezed his tight ass when I got there.  Mirroring my pose, he scooped my cheeks into his hands, digging firm fingers into complicit flesh.  We kissed and we kissed and we kissed.  Hot, wet, yielding.  That’s when his hard cock found me like a lonely traveller taking refuge from the storm.

Published by eXcessica