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Promoting April (Corrupting April Book 2) (English Edition) Format Kindle
Détails sur le produit
- ASIN : B093DSPB8N
- Éditeur : Thirteenth Line Publications (23 avril 2021)
- Langue : Anglais
- Taille du fichier : 1589 KB
- Utilisation simultanée de l'appareil : Illimité
- Synthèse vocale : Activée
- Lecteur d’écran : Pris en charge
- Confort de lecture : Activé
- X-Ray : Non activée
- Word Wise : Activé
- Nombre de pages de l'édition imprimée : 144 pages
- Classement des meilleures ventes d'Amazon : 4,061 en Erotica
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Johnny makes contact and asks them out on a date, they are surprised by his lavish lifestyle.
Thomas is surprised at the control Johnny has over his wife.
Out for dinner, Johnny introduces them to Roger.
What Thomas witnesses has him questioning whether the shy, somewhat inhibited April that he knows, and loves is the real one.
Lilith who has been the mastermind that has manipulated and enabled the couple is fully aware of her friend’s adventures and her husband’s proclivity to wife watching and cuckolding. She has an offer she knows neither will be able to refuse.
This is a hot cuckolding tale, contains consensual rough sex with multiple partners.
What follows are notes.
It's absolutely amazing how Arnica Butler manages to encarnate the saying that still waters run deep in April Snow. l love the eloquence of April's inarticulacy. Is April being corrupted? Hard to say in so many ways. Or is peeping Tom old Nick?
Still, coolest, or should I say cruellest, bull goes to Jonny.
And thank all the kind goddesses of the nether regions that Thomas Roberts is still whispering Loki-like in our ears, who else could explore the murky depths of sexual "deviance" whilst still spitting our sides as readily as splitting a ripe peach! Maybe I'm prejudiced in my affection because he still seems to eschew so many things that I do.
The "introducing" of the first title is now vindicated.
The saying to know all is to forgive all is, to any sane person's understanding, obviously arrant nonsense... and when poor Tom talks to us he has his own agenda, and who will ever want to admit to making a disastrous or humilliating mistake. Perhaps like me he had parents who were not remiss in reminding him he was too clever for his own good.
Who does April think she is with that enigmatic yet multi-facetted smile? Mona Lisa.
Thomas is the tradgey-comic metacritical icing on the luxuriousy fruity, nut studded cake of gluttonous sexual abandon. Some icing, yes, but some cake!
It's amusing that the attendees of Lilith's parties seem to so often confuse him with the help.
Once again Arnica (sorry to be so forward) examines the important questions, like can we ever really know anything, can we even understand or know ourselves? Can she come up with an even more salacious scenario?
There is an air of catch 22 about it all and Thomas could quite aptly be nicknamed Yo-Yo.
The story underlines something that is so obvious that we don't really think about it... our identity is mainly a function of how we act and what we do. This may be why Thomas spends a lot of time not recognising his wife, but still believing it is her! That's the part of identity that goes on inside our heads Evolution entails our rutting but also entails love.
In a nutshell, this is a story of how a person's name can become their destiny. April Snow is fated to become a pornstar (or the protagonist of a Grimm fairytale), and well... Thomas Roberts is a highly amusing raconteur of # hotwife literature. And Lilith was destined to become whatever it is she does (on the internet with or to Jehovah). Although Jonny would only fit in with this theory if he were a prophylactic. Mmmm...
I despise the "it's only sex"excuse, really, it's time being dedicated to another, it's irrecuparable lost time. The excuse is only there to make the pain more bearable, or to be brushed aside to make its pervy worming in the gut more pleasurable. Evolution! Pah!
" A dry quick perfunctory kiss on the lips." It's sentences like this that AB and KT produce so "casually" that make me buckle at the knees.
"Sour bed was empty" errata as a skillful use of a new form of ambiguity? There was also " Hear and now" in KT's gem which also worked for me. I feel like I've been dped, that means double-published as everyone knows.
The video within the duology is like the play commisioned in that play about the Prince of Denmark, it's there to make the guilty parties realize they cannot hide their guilty secret. Yes, dear readers this means youse.
Another clever almost flawless triumph for Arnica Butler, who also serves up a good line in high end sexual arousal,as well as providing a much needed catharsis to help us accept the unacceptable in life.
Corrupting April... the quintessence of dust... a comic masterpiece? Are April and Lilith the two faces of Eve, is it all about Eve? Could all mankind be condemned for a bit cheating? I think Thomas would agree its a personal matter not requiring the attention of any deities.
PS This first, know thyself,
Alright I'll get onto that right away!
Of course! How could I not see the open wounds? DOUBTING Thomas!
It takes her devilish friend, the walking wet dream Lilith, to kick things up a notch. And she has a proposition: there’s a guy who will pay dearly to shoot a private porn video about a fantasy he has about his wife - and April resembles the wife. It would all be very “professional”, Lilith assures them. She invites them to a party where the client will be, so he can take a look at her.
Thomas and April realize they don’t know what Lilith does for a living, but getting a professional porn movie made seems to be part of it.
Butler’s writing really flows. We see from Thomas’ point-of-view as he contemplates the transformation of his pristine, diffident wife, her maiden name April Snow. Now it sounds like a porn name. He watches as they head to Lilith’s party, knowing it’s an audition of sorts, April wearing a strapless dress and some very high heels she’d worn on an earlier memorable night:
“She walked ahead of me to the party, and I followed her, feeling like she was a different person. Maybe because of the heels. Maybe because of the certainty with which she walked right toward Lilith’s house. She knew she would see Jonny or Rog there, and if not, someone else; but she walked with her head high and her hair swinging.
“I couldn’t look at her feet in those shoes without my head filling with a collage of images from that night, so I tried to keep my eyes anywhere else. April’s makeup was different, if only slightly. Some gradient of color or heavier application of something had nudged April from her usual appearance just ever-so-slightly in the direction of Lilith’s loud, overt sexual advertising. I tried to figure out what it was, but failed: her lips were red, her eyelashes long and black, maybe a little of some sort of powder went somewhere it didn’t usually go . . . I didn’t know, I didn’t understand women’s makeup. (I thought “mascara” was what “foundation” actually is, until the third year of my marriage to April, just to give you an idea of what ballpark I’m in.) Perhaps it was just a trick of my mind, an illusion of light and the dark thoughts that bubbled always in my subconscious. Maybe she looked different because she held her head differently, didn't hesitate as she walked to Lilith’s party, seemed to be seeking something out as opposed to being led there reluctantly.
“Or this could all be my mind playing tricks on me and me alone. She lost the jacket about five minutes after we arrived, slinging it first over her arm and then dumping it who knows where, never to be seen again.
“I went to the kitchen/bar area and installed myself with authority. I watched my wife, with her long limbs dangling from the dress that had been plucked from the narrow borderlands between classy and slutty, as she was absorbed seamlessly into the party.”
Thomas, as the book goes on, struggles deliciously with a couple of things. One is his ambivalence, how he wants her to do the film, and doesn’t want her to do it, at the same time. The other is dreading to find, and simultaneously hungry to find, a secret April he never knew existed, one who can do this because she’s done something like it before, one who has always secretly wanted this. A secret April who has shed her inner librarian to become someone who blends into a party full of high rollers and porn actors.
Butler often makes her hotwives diffident, hesitant and inarticulate. April encapsulates why this mesmerizes the husbands: they, like Thomas, want to know what she’s really thinking, what she really wants, who she really is, and she always remains tantalizingly out of reach, her innermost thoughts protected by a shield of er, uh, um . . . They remain elusive, just out of reach, and that adds heat to the husbands’ fantasies.