Queen of Cream

Sarah isn’t obsessed with younger lovers, but all of her lovers had been younger than her. That didn’t make her a cougar, that made her a queen, someone they wanted to worship. Sarah finds herself unable to resist, Martin, a much younger man, who comes to her house. When he isn’t put off by her milk-filled breasts, Martin suddenly finds himself with a new sexual obsession, and plays right into Sarah’s hands. Excerpt: “It should cool off soon enough,” Martin said, still staring at her chest instead of her face. He knew he should look away, but he couldn’t help himself. He knew he was going to get a bad customer service review, but was already telling himself it was worth it. “Thank you.” He smiled. It was easy to smile looking at her chest. “It’s a good thing this happened in the middle of winter, right? Better a little too hot than to have no heat at all right now. Right?” He sounded like he was babbling. He knew he should leave.