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Most of us lead two lives-real and fantasy. The housewife imagines herself leading a life of luxury. The businessman imagines himself away from the rat race fishing by a quiet lake. The schoolboy dreams of future wealth and power. And then there are sexual fantasies-wild dreams that we seldom expect to see come true.
In this story, a woman has learned to be outward and honest with her sexual desires, and she becomes a woman whom many would brand as a slut, though others would merely call liberated. She is a woman dedicated to becoming a sexually liberated soul-a person who not only feels sexually free, but who has been compelled to unshackle others from the bonds of Puritanism and censorship.
OVEREAGER WIFE deals with a volatile issue, an issue that government has tried to define, that churches have tried to repress, that swingers have tried to advocate-but perhaps the answer lies with the individual. Let he or she decide his own standard of morality, just as this woman has done.
Eve Brownell put down the phone. It was the fourteenth obscene call she’d made that night.
She was having a run of bad luck. No one seemed to be at home. Usually by this time she had reached at least four or five guys who liked to listen to her talk dirty.
Making obscene calls really turned Eve on. She hadn’t always been like this. Before she got married, she used to hang up on guys who called her and tried to ask her for a fuck or told her they’d like to lick her cunt-things like that.
But since marrying Kenny Brownell, she didn’t have much to get her excited at home. He worked nights at the box factory, so she never got any fucking from him at night, but he always seemed too tired to do it in the daytime, too.
Eve was twenty-three and damned good-looking-red hair that she wore down around her shoulders, a pair of tits that spelled excitement for any guy who nuzzled his nose between them, and all the curves in all the right places.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.