Chapter One McKinley Stewart stood by the open French doors in his office and enjoyed the fragrant aroma of the flowering dogwood trees his gardener, Javier, had planted in the three-story atrium eight years earlier. The scent reminded him of the day when he’d been interviewing potential candidates for the position of escort to accompany him on a lengthy trip while he was in the midst of expanding his firm’s global presen...

Chapter Five Grace Remy Stewart was back in the saddle, and it felt really fucking good! Her return to work had improved her mood immensely. Though she was busier than ever trying to balance raising two kids under the age of two with being the COO of Stewart Enterprises, it was hard to deny she was much happier than when she was trying to be a stay-at-home mom. After a few weeks of working three half days, she realized th...

Chapter Nine Mac woke to the feeling of soft hands on his hard cock. As his brain registered what was going on, he grinned a sleepy grin. “What are you doing, my naughty little redhead?” “If you have to ask, I must be doing it wrong,” Grace said impishly. “It was a rhetorical question, Gracie. You’re not doing it wrong at all.” She laughed and slipped under the covers to help herself to his shaft. She gave the head severa...

Chapter Thirteen Grace looked at her watch and felt her mild annoyance become full-fledged irritation. Her online meeting with several vendors vying for an opportunity to do business with Stewart Enterprises had run far longer than expected, and there was no way she’d make it to the airport on time. She picked up her phone and texted Mac. Just go without me. Please apologize to Franz. This meeting is running over. No worr...

Chapter Seventeen “Grace, come to breakfast, ma coccinelle. Your papa and I have something to tell you.” Grace frowned. “Mama?” she asked tentatively. “What ma biquette?” Confusion washed over Grace as she tried to figure out where she was. Looking around, she saw her childhood room. But how? “What do you need to say?” “We have a guest. Come to breakfast, ma fille,” Mama answered. Grace woke with a start. Her heart was po...

Chapter Twenty-One Since it was a short walk to Central Park, Grace decided they should head out on foot for their afternoon carriage ride. Donning light jackets and putting the kids in the double stroller, they walked west on 63rd Street towards the park, chatting and enjoying the fresh air. The sun was shining, and the sounds of the city surrounded them. When they crossed 5th Avenue, they walked along the perimeter to G...

Chapter Twenty-Five Mac’s day started out spectacularly. After being woken up by his wife’s mouth devouring his cock, he and Grace managed to sneak in some delicious morning sex before the kids woke up, a rare treat these days. The vision of her long, red hair flowing and her voluptuous tits bouncing as she rode him was still fresh in his mind. He was fortunate to have found a woman who enjoyed sex as much as he did, espe...

Chapter 29 Lorraine Stewart was seething inside. She refused to believe that her daughter, Aislyn, would attempt to take her own life. Having her son, McKinley, and his redheaded whore agreeing with the doctor only pissed her off more. However, when a couple of detectives from the New York Police Department arrived to question her, it pushed her right over the edge. Grace returned from the hospital cafeteria with coffee f...

Chapter 33 Grace woke to the glorious feeling of Mac’s finger skimming seductively over her skin, tracing a line along her silhouette. “Mmm,” she purred teasingly, “someone must be needy.” His hand dipped between her thighs as a single digit discovered her sweet nectar already pooling. “I’d say that someone might be you, my darling. You’re drenching my fingers, and I’ve barely touched you.” “On the contrary, I’m certain t...