Bashful

By Madeleine Scott

A MADELEINE SCOTT "PURE SEX" STORY!

"THE MOST BRILLIANTLY DESCRIBED FEMALE CLIMAXES I HAVE EVER READ..." - Review

I called him over to fix my shower drain, but the room was warm and he was so sexy and before I knew it, he was into a whole set of plumbing: mine.

This is a Pure Sex short story; 6,200 words of hot, steamy sex from the first word to the last.

"Bashful" is an erotic short story and is intended only for adults, aged 18 or older.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Horny Goat Publishing
• Release date: Jul 18, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311778529

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BASHFUL

BY

MADELEINE SCOTT

COPYRIGHT 2014

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

SMASHWORDS EDITION

PRAISE FOR MADELEINE SCOTT

THE MOST BRILLIANTLY DESCRIBED FEMALE CLIMAXES I HAVE EVER READ…

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[THE AUTHOR] LETS US SEE AND FEEL THIS WOMAN CUM…AND CUM…

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FIVE BIG COCK STARS.

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READ FOR THE SEX…[AND] READ FOR THE FINELY CRAFTED WORD PICTURES.

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ALL CHARACTERS DEPICTED WITHIN ARE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OF AGE -- OLD ENOUGH TO CONSENT TO NAUGHTINESS, KINKS, AND OTHER KINDS OF ADULT FUN.

I stood quietly by my tub, gazing up into the repair man's big brown eyes as he slipped my favorite pink nightgown up over my head. I was terrified, to be honest with you, but absolutely fascinated by the idea that this man, this funny, attractive, sexy man could be interested in plain old me. We were in the bathroom because he'd just fixed a clogged drain for me, and when he called me in to show me that my tub was good as new again, well... We were standing pretty close to one another, and he looked at me and I looked at him and things just...happened.

Now, he was undressing me. You're so beautiful, he said, gazing at my body. I wore nothing by my panties, and after a moment I couldn't take his penetrating eyes anymore. I looked down at my bare feet, instead, and blushed. Nobody had ever told me I was beautiful before. Nobody had ever shown much interest at all in me, really. So I just learned to take care of things myself and to stay out of other peoples' way as best I could. But now here was this man who I'd hired to fix the shower drain, this man who could surely have any woman he wanted, and he was slipping my nightgown up over my pale body and telling me how beautiful