I am delighted to welcome one of my oldest friends on Facebook, Julez, with the cover reveal for his latest release

Blurb

Are some secrets simply meant to come out?
Martin, a man in a steady relationship, is hiding a secret from his partner, a secret that could drive them apart if she ever found out.
Is his relationship over when Sally finds out about Martin’s fantasy fetish, or is he willing to give in to her conditions to save their relationship? Will he lose himself and his divinely satisfying office activity, or will his every fantasy finally come true?
Find out in this sizzling, sexy tale of self-exploration, masturbation, and possible negotiations in making a good relationship become great!

 

Excerpt

Chapter One

As soon as the front door closed I was out of my chair and watching from the window as my girlfriend walked down the path, heading for work.

Once I saw her reach the end of the road and get in her friend’s car–the same friend always picked her up–I made sure the doors were locked and headed up to the newly converted attic. Originally, I had it modified so I could work in peace away from Sally and her friends, who always seemed to be around the front room, talking about girly things like make-up, lingerie, and which film or television star they would fuck.

Even though I knew that Sally would never cheat on me, and she was only having a laugh with her friends, it wasn’t what I wanted to hear, what my girlfriend would do with this star or that star in intimate detail, so when I told her my plans for the attic she agreed it would be a good idea. In only a matter of weeks it had been completed. Once it was done, I moved all my computer equipment up there, kitted it out like a home office, and even put a sofa bed in there in case I worked too late. I was a digital artist and web designer and when an idea gripped me I rarely wanted to leave it, even to sleep.

That was when I found out that I liked to do more than design websites or draw fantasy figures. Being alone had given me all the peace and free time I had wanted, yet, niggling at the back of my mind, I found myself thinking more and more about what Sally and her friends talked about, especially the lingerie. The way they used to describe the different feeling of different materials against their naked bodies, the items and colors of lingerie they would wear, what they wore for what occasion, what each different piece made them feel like; it all used to have me getting aroused more and more often.