He thinks I’m the stripper he booked for his friend’s bachelor party.
I’m not, I’m just a recently divorced woman doing door-to-door sales.
He doesn’t need to know that though. What could it hurt?
I’ll never see any of these guys again… right?
I’m going to be wild and impulsive, like my college days. It’s time to remember that I’m still a sexy woman, and that thirty and divorced is not the end.
I’ve been divorced for nearly a year now. He got the money, I got the house, so I’ve taken up door-to-door sales to pay the bills and keep the lights on. One summer day, I’ve had a terrible run of things, no sales, slammed doors, people yelling at me, the works. Until I come to the last house on the block. I knock on the door and the man invites me right in. That’s as good as it gets in my line of work.
The thing is… he seems to be expecting me. That’s odd, I’m strictly door-to-door, not even I know where I’m going for the day until my boss tells me in the morning. And what’s with all the guys in the living room? He leads me to his home office to set things up. It all sounds good, if a bit unusual, until I find out what he thinks I’m setting up for.
A simple misunderstanding leads me to a shocking choice. Can I do this? Will I do this? A boring day of sales is about to turn into something so forbidden it hasn’t even crossed my dirty little mind. And as a newly divorced, sexually frustrated woman, that’s saying something.
My Unexpected Striptease is a short novella of approximately 18,000 words. It involves a whole lot of attention for one lucky woman and requires a good sense of fantasy. It even has a sweet HEA at the end, though the path to get there isn’t one you’d expect. It’s forbidden, it’s improbable, and it’s all about her. Enjoy.