Three Erotic Tales

in a Brown Paper Wrapper

By

Sean O’Toole

Copyright 2020. All rights reserved

Published by B.J. Frazier Publications, LLC

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This book is a work of fiction

Adult Reading Material

Table of Contents

Author’s Note

John and Marsha

The Good Samaritan

A Curious Proposal

About Sean O’Toole

Connect with Sean O’Toole

Author’s Note

Thank you for purchasing this collection of erotic tales.

And an even bigger thank you to B.J. Frazier for, well, everything. She has encouraged my writing, provided scrupulous editing (I, may, never, learn, where, commas, belong), and for insisting that I actually publish my work where people can purchase it. Without her, you wouldn’t be reading this.

The point of erotica is to arouse. My goal is to place the erotic material in a context that is not only arousing but aesthetically pleasing. I refuse to ask someone to pay for writing that I don’t think meets that standard.

I hope you will enjoy reading these three little stories. I enjoyed writing them.

Sean

John and Marsha

It wasn’t something she’d ever done before, and, afterwards, she wasn’t sure why she’d done it this time.

But it was done, and she had no regrets… yet.

Marsha Edmunds had been happily married for more than thirty years. She’d married her high school sweetheart in the middle of their senior year of college, right after her twenty-first birthday.

Before marrying Larry, she’d only dated one other boy, and that relationship hadn’t gone further than his hand up her sweater.

Larry was the only guy she’d ever had sex with. For the past year or so, she’d been aware of a restlessness building within her... a restlessness that she couldn’t shake. She had no idea why.

At fifty, Marsha was still attractive. Her light blonde hair had turned to a silver-gold, and she still had her figure; even after two children. She worked out, watched her diet (mostly), and had been gifted with some pretty good genes. She’d seen men checking her out, and it always gave her a thrill.

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