A Parade of Passion

By Candice Christian

Married Samantha rents an apartment to young nurse Kendall. Samantha learns of Kendall's lesbian lifestyle, and slowly the idea of the young girls lifestyle has Samantha obsessing over Kendall even to the point of watching her with her various partners which causes Sam to question her own sexuality.

Several month pass and Kendall continues to parade her girlfriends through the apartment, under the lustful eye of Samantha. When things seem to be getting most intense, Sam volunteers to accompany Kendall to a dance the young nurse has been anticipating for quite some time. Sam's offer is a bit disconcerting at first but left with no other choice Kendall agrees to let her come with her.

Samantha surprises Kendall when she first sees her adorned in her fancy dress and the young girl wonders if there is more to Samantha than meets the eye. At the dance Sam sees many of the lusty playmates that Kendall has been entertaining over the past several months and thinks she is nothing more than a 5th wheel in Kendall's eyes. But the evening in not over and before it is both the young nurse and the mature housewife will have an earth shattering experience.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tenth Muse
• Release date: Jun 17, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005964788

Candice Christian

Candice was born in Paris KY on 9 January 1988. Her parents, George Bertrand Christian, an attorney who once aspired to be an actor, and Frances Hollowell insisted that Candice and her sister Simone, be sent to a Catholic school. Candice was deeply religious as a child, at one point thought of becoming a nun.

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A Parade of Passion

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Table of Contents

Title

Copyright

Table of Contents

Acknowledgements

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chaper Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

About Candice Christian

Other books by Candice Christian

Connect with Candice Christian

Acknowledgements

Jordi Sanbolino

Chapter One

Saturday was the busiest day of the week and Samantha Carter thought it would never end. About ten o’clock, she crawled into bed and fell asleep. About midnight, she woke out of a listless slumber. Something was nagging at the back of her mind. Then it hit her, she’d forgotten to set the washing machine after she'd put in that last load. Normally she would run it overnight to take advantage of the lower electrical rates. She knew that it would keep her awake the rest of the night if she didn’t go down and run it now. It was a silly thing really, but that was the kind of person she was.

Slipping out of bed as quietly as she could, Samantha was careful not to wake her husband Daniel. Listening to his heavy breathing for a moment, she doubted that he would’ve woke if she jumped up and down on the floor.

Down the back stairs she went, carefully opening the door to the laundry room. It took less than a minute to set the machine and she was about to start back up the stairs when she heard a soft bang from the front of the basement. The bang repeated itself a moment later, this time loud enough for Samantha to identify it as coming from Kendall's basement apartment.

Kendall" was Kendall Valens, the 25 year old emergency room nurse who had rented the basement apartment for the last few months.

Not sure what to make of the noise, Samantha stepped back from the stairs and tip toed instead into the small storage room that was situated between the laundry room and the basement apartment. Once inside the tiny room, Samantha could hear voices from Kendall's apartment. Curiosity overwhelmed her and she pressed her ear against the wall to hear more.

It was hard to make out exactly what was being said through the sheetrock, but it was very obvious that Kendall had company in her room. Based on her recent revelations, it didn't take a second for Samantha to realize that it was another woman.

They're making love. Samantha said to herself as she pressed harder against the wall in order to hear more. This is exciting. she added as she realized that her heart was beating at a much quicker pace.

Samantha regretted Daniel having done such a good job with the wall insulation as she could only hear parts of what was going on just a few feet away. One thing that she had been able to make out was that the other woman's name was Jacquie.

God, I wish I could see what was going on. Samantha thought as she squeezed her breasts through her nightgown. I can't remember the last time I was this excited.

Then it came to her in a sudden memory. A few years back, her youngest had drilled a hole in the wall in order to spy on his older brother. She had found it by accident one day and really thought it was rather silly.

She had spackled over the hole the very next day, both to preserve her son's privacy and to remove her own temptation.

The hole was right about here. Samantha said to herself as she ran her finger across the wall in the dark.

A smile filled her face as she discovered to her delight that she lacked her husband's home repair skills. Most of the spackle had dried into a fine powder, the rest was easily chipped away with her nails. A few moments later she had fully exposed the small hole.

In hindsight, the image of herself, a full grown woman, sitting in the dark and spying on her tenant might seem ludicrous. But such was the fire that spread from between her legs that she never gave the idea of how embarrassing it would look if caught a moment's thought.

Thankfully, Kendall appeared to be one of those people who liked to make love with the lights on and it was very easy to see into the brightly lit room. In fact, the spyhole was situated almost exactly across from the Hispanic woman's bed, giving Samantha a perfect view.

And what a view it was. Facing Samantha was a young woman in her late 20's with short blond hair and green eyes. As she was