Chapter One McKinley Stewart was a successful businessman who’d struggled most of his adult life with relationships and personal issues. Life was a puzzle, and the pieces never seemed to fit quite right, so he’d resigned himself to being happy enough with his growing IT firm and found a string of escorts to fill his sexual needs. That all changed in a New York minute. The past twenty-one months had been a whirlwind of lif...

Chapter One Hundred Four Mac held firm to his promise to make time for Grace during the middle of the day whenever possible during the beginning of her third trimester. On a busy day, they would spend their lunch break in the pool or on the rooftop terrace. When they had more time, their favorite outing was a walk to Central Park for a picnic or to check out the zoo. On one particularly slow day, they took a one-hour ferr...

Chapter One Hundred After an interminably long winter, Spring had finally sprung in New York City, and Grace was thrilled that she could finally walk around outside without Mac’s constant worry that she would slip on the ice. After weeks of insisting that their driver, Randall, take her everywhere, it was lovely to be able to walk a couple of blocks to the park to enjoy the fresh air. Not to say that she minded all of Mac...

Chapter Ninety-Seven The snow had mostly melted when Mac and Grace returned to New York after cutting their L.A. trip short. It made it a little easier to accept that they’d had to leave the west coast warmth sooner than planned because of a mild complication with Grace’s pregnancy. The spotting had stopped, and she was fine, but she and Mac had an appointment with her doctor right after lunch. Hopefully, that would help...

Chapter Ninety-Three Miguel Castillo couldn’t remember a time in his life when he’d been truly and thoroughly embarrassed. But all that changed earlier that morning. He hadn’t meant to see what he’d seen, although that wasn’t the worst part. His reaction, or at least his body’s reaction to what he saw, had him feeling a little mortified. Traffic was not as bad as he’d anticipated, and he’d arrived quite early to pick up M...

Chapter Eighty-Nine Grace woke early and was puzzled to find the side table lamp still on. A quick peek at the clothes strewn around the room on the floor reminded her that she and Mac had simply stripped off their clothes and went at each other. She smiled down at her husband, still sleeping, and looked at the clock. Damn, she could have slept another two and a half hours until the alarm sounded! Maybe she could get up,...

Chapter Eighty-Five After a delicious dinner, Mac and Grace joined their hosts, Jeff and Elle Duncan, outside for some homemade apple pie. Mac had been right about how lovely this couple was, and Grace felt far more at ease than she’d anticipated. “You have a beautiful home,” Grace commented as she sipped the lemonade Elle had served with dessert. “I suppose it gets pretty hot in the summer, though.” “Oh, yeah, it gets sc...

Chapter Eighty-One Grace came back from the airplane lavatory looking tired and pale. Mac was a little worried about her, but at least her skin didn't have a gray/green hue anymore. "Are you okay, baby?" he asked, trying not to sound too much like a mother hen. "Put it this way. Today would not be a good time to have a meeting of the Mile High Club, but I'm starting to feel a little more settled." Mac smiled. He felt bett...

Reina was nervous as she got dressed. It had been three long months since she’d been at the office besides the occasional visit with her baby daughter, Isabella Grace. Today, she would take Bella to the office daycare that she had established and leave her there for a few hours while she started back to work. It was a good situation, but Reina was a little worried about Bella taking a bottle from someone who wasn’t family...

Chapter Seventy-Seven Mac looked at the plus sign on the stick that looked like a thermometer, and it dawned on him what this meant. He looked up at Grace and, with misty eyes, asked, "Are you pregnant?" "Yes, although I thought you'd be more excited. Merry Christmas, you're going to be a father." She turned away and tried hard to hide her disappointment, but tears spilled down her cheeks anyway. Mac picked Grace up and t...

Chapter Seventy-Three Jan Spoorman, a Dutch tour guide, opened the door to his passenger and back seats. "Someone can sit up front," he said, hoping the pretty redhead would choose to do so. Sadly, she declined. "Mac, you've got longer legs; you should sit up front." It wasn't a total loss, as he could sneak peeks at her in the rear-view mirror. She was lovely to look at and had an aura about her that assured him that thi...

Chapter Sixty-Nine Grace woke up to the soft teasing of Mac’s tongue on her nipples. “Mmm. Have I ever told you how much I enjoy that you’re insatiable?” she laughed. Mac grinned up at her like a horny college boy. “How can I be anything but insatiable with you?” Grace put her arms over her head seductively. “I’m all yours; use me for your pleasure, Sir.” He chuckled, “Oh, I think I’d rather start with your pleasure, my s...

After relishing the two weeks off she’d earned by participating in a weekend of debauchery, Olivia was eager to get back to work at Hot Wife Hotel. Her first day back was delightful as her entire day’s schedule was booked with many of her favorite customers. Steve enjoyed watching her clients spank, suck, play with, and fuck her. And, as usual, he reclaimed his wife before they headed home. The rest of that first week bac...

Chapter Sixty-Five Grace’s surprise birthday party had been a smashing success and the weekend festivities with their out-of-town guests were equally memorable. But Mac had to admit, he was happy when it was time for everyone to go, and he had Grace all to himself again. He found Grace sitting in the library with her laptop, looking up flights to Amsterdam. “Are we going somewhere?” he asked as he rubbed her shoulders. “Y...

In the month since her husband, Steve, had reclaimed her after her weekend of being Jay’s slut, Olivia realized that she had crossed over into another plane. This wasn’t about being a hotwife or having sex with other men (and sometimes women) for Steve’s viewing pleasure anymore. She was becoming addicted to the idea of having her limits tested, and the boundaries pushed. Her submissive side had come to the forefront and...