Saturday 24 April 2021

An introduction to From Martin to Martina

 


https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B092SLL69W

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B092SLL69W

Synopsis

    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?


Excerpt

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.

More than once, while the attic wasn't finished, I had hurried off up the stairs telling Sally I was going for a bath before locking the door, turning the taps on, and slowly stroking my cock, all the while imagining Sally wearing some of the things her friends described but I knew she never would, until I'd come.

The thing was, Sally didn't feel she was attractive enough for skimpy, sexy underwear, and nothing I said would ever make a difference. I had even nearly lost her once when I bought her a lace bodysuit for her birthday. She had said there was more chance of me wearing it than her, something I had never forgotten. Now, with my private office and the continued talk of red-hot lingerie I had been listening to for months, it was actually something I had started to do more and more frequently.



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