The Man of My Dreams
A Romance Box Set Collection
S.E. Law
Copyright © 2020 by S.E. Law
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Also by S.E. Law
Forbidden Fantasies
My Fiance’s Dad
Trailer Park Daddy
While He Watches
Her Secret Baby
Sweet Treats
The Man of My Dreams
His Candy Cane
Her Juicy Cherry
Her Honey Pot
Second Helpings
Sugar Walls
Please and Tease
Forbidden Fruit
Band of Brothers
Her Italian Wedding
The Boyfriend Diaries
Mommy’s Ex
Mommy’s Boss
Mommy’s Landlord
Daddy’s Christmas Gift
Daddy’s Holiday Baby
Daddy’s Love Child
Made for Them
Built For Them
Sugar and Spice
The Naughty Party
Blackmail Fantasies
Blackmailing My Dad’s Best Friend
Blackmailed By My Dad’s Boss
Blackmailed In The Boudoir
Blackmailed By My Teacher
Irresistible Bachelors
Sweet as Candy
Must Be Love
Meant To Be
Standalones
You’re Mine
Boss of My Panties
Naughty Relations
About My Daddies
About Last Night
About This Morning
About That Evening
Playing with Them
Playing with the Doctors
Playing with the Criminals
Playing with her Priests
Healing Hands
Dr. Feelgood
Dr. Man Candy
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Contents
About This Book
Double XL
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Epilogue
His Candy Cane
About This Book
12. Maisie
13. Maisie
14. Patrick
15. Maisie
16. Patrick
17. Maisie
18. Patrick
19. Maisie
20. Patrick
21. Maisie
22. Patrick
23. Maisie
24. Patrick
Epilogue
Her Juicy Cherry
About This Book
25. Courtney
26. Courtney
27. Courtney
28. Huck
29. Courtney
30. Courtney
31. Hank
32. Courtney
33. Huck
34. Courtney
35. Hank
36. Courtney
Epilogue
Her Honey Pot
About This Book
37. Marni
38. Marni
39. Marni
40. Tex
41. Marni
42. Rex
43. Marni
44. Tex
45. Marni
46. Marni
47. Rex
Epilogue
Second Helpings
About This Book
48. Sienna
49. Sienna
50. Sienna
51. Jock
52. Sienna
53. Jack
54. Sienna
55. Sienna
56. Sienna
57. Jock
58. Sienna
Epilogue
Sugar Walls
About This Book
59. Natalie
60. Natalie
61. Natalie
62. Natalie
63. Natalie
64. Natalie
65. Natalie
66. Natalie
67. Gary
68. Gascon
Epilogue
Please and Tease
About This Book
69. Naomi
70. Naomi
71. Aaron
72. Naomi
73. Andrew
74. Naomi
75. Naomi
76. Aaron
77. Naomi
78. Naomi
79. Andrew
Epilogue
Forbidden Fruit
About This Book
80. Kristy
81. Kristy
82. Kristy
83. Kristy
84. Owen
85. Kristy
86. Kristy
87. Owen
88. Kristy
89. Owen
Epilogue
Band of Brothers
About This Book
90. June
91. June
92. June
93. June
94. Finn
95. June
96. Forest
97. June
98. Fred
99. June
100. June
101. Forest
Epilogue
Her Italian Wedding
About This Book
102. Melissa
103. Melissa
104. Melissa
105. Domenico
106. Melissa
107. Matteo
108. Melissa
109. Domenico
110. Melissa
111. Melissa
112. Matteo
Epilogue
Sneak Peek: My Fiance’s Dad
Sneak Peek: Trailer Park Daddy
About the Author
About This Book
I always thought I knew what I wanted - a gorgeous man who worships the ground I walk in.
Instead, at my initiation, the tables are turned.
The man of my dreams isn't just one man ... he's TWO.
They step into the limelight, and the breath catches in my throat because these two men are filthy truckers with bronzed chests, six pack abs, and everything a woman might need.
But am I ready? Because Trainor and Torrent are much older than me. So handsome. And totally taboo.
Get your fire extinguishers out! This box set contains the entire Sweet Treats collection for your reading pleasure. There are gorgeous truckers, sassy curvy girls, and enough babies to fill a nursery. In this collection, you will find: His Candy Cane, Her Juicy Cherry, Her Honey Pot, Second Helpings, Sugar Walls, Please and Tease, Forbidden Fruit, Band of Brothers, Her Italian Wedding, and the much anticipated Book 10 described above: DOUBLE XL. There’s also an extra epilogue for you to enjoy! The Sweet Treats books don't have cliffhangers or cheating. They DO have very happily ever afters and plenty of steam!
Double XL
By S.E. Law
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1
Alizeh
I pack a small bag and slip silently into the hallway. Thankfully, it’s deserted. At the Lodge, you never know. Dads and Daughters is known for its activity, so there could be people merrymaking in the small hours of the night, or even just socializing and enjoying one another’s company.
I stealthily creep down the hall. The doors are mostly shut, and it’s silent. But then, as I pass a door on the left, I hear distinctive moans and sighs, coupled with harsh grunting sounds. A smile creeps over my face. Evidently, one of the truckers wanted it so badly that he was willing to come to where the girls live.
You see, the truckers and the initiates sleep in different areas of the Lodge. The truckers are huge, handsome, virile men, and the initiates are young girls here to serve them. By and large, we’re sassy women who love to be of service. But obviously, you can’t have the two groups getting their zzz’s in the same area, otherwise no one would get any sleep.
As a result, the truckers have the west wing, where they occupy luxurious suites. Each room has an attached bathroom, a large closet, and plenty of space. By contrast, our quarters are a bit more modest. It’s a little more like a dorm. We each have our own room, but it’s a small room outfitted with a bed, a chest, and a tiny desk. I’m not even sure why there’s a desk, given that we’re not in school.
But the set-up makes sense because most girls are with Dads and Daughters for only a few years. We begin when we’re eighteen, and we’re initiated into the club by a handsome man. Then, over the next few years, we service truckers in need, meaning that we’re available to them mind, body and soul. It works out because after a few years of service, most of the girls move on. In fact, several of the girls have actually married one of the truckers, and are living in the west wing with a bouncing baby. I long for such an existence, but haven’t been so lucky yet.
Not that my time here has been terrible. It’s fine, to be honest. I go out on outcalls, which means that we have visiting truckers who pull into various truck stops in our neighborhood. They’ll put an inquiry in with the Lodge, and then the Lodge will ask me to meet him at the truck stop. By and large, my encounters have been wonderful. The truckers are gorgeous, virile men, and I enjoy my time with them.
But something’s lacking. It’s partly because I hear the other girls talking. It’s also because I’ve become friends with a few of the ladies, and they’ve revealed their wild exploits. They engage in the craziest bedroom acts, and my mouth literally goes dry upon hearing them. Why hasn’t that happened to me?
For example, June Merchant is currently with three brothers named Finn, Fred and Forrest Connaught. She tells me that her three lovers will plug all of her holes at once, leaving her airtight. A shiver ran down my spine when she told me that, and I felt myself go moist. What would it be like to experience that?
Then, there’s Melissa, who went to Italy to help the truckers in Milan start up their first club. She came back with Domenico and Matteo, and they’ve pioneered a new apparatus called a reverse glory hole. You can imagine what that is. Instead of a man-sized hole in the wall, it’s a woman-sized hole. All I can say is that they set up some reverse GH spaces in one of the playrooms at the Lodge, and it gets a lot of activity. Quite a few girls have come out pregnant after spending time there, actually.
But that leaves me. Although it sounds hard to believe, I haven’t had wild and crazy experiences yet. Sure, I’ve had fun, but it’s just vanilla one-on-one fun. I’ve never been with two men, much less three or more. I’ve never tried any new toys, nor introduced new ways of making love to my friends in Dads and Daughters. I’ve just been going at it missionary style, with the occasional hands and knees, or sometimes standing up. It’s okay, but I want more. I want to have my own titillating stories to share with my friends, and to be able to experience some of the earth-shattering pleasure they’ve had.
Melissa told me that I should go overseas. Evidently, Dads and Daughters is opening a few lounges in Europe and Australia. She says that Spanish men are allegedly very passionate, and that British men can be very kinky. Plus, all the Swedish guys look like Vikings, and that made my heart race for a moment. But I’m afraid of traveling by plane, and now with the pandemic, I’m even more reluctant to get on public transportation. As a result, I’m hoping for a breakthrough here, at my home lodge. Maybe I’ll meet someone on one of my outcalls. It hardly seems likely though. I’ve already been with Dads and Daughters for a while, and nothing crazy has happened as of yet.
Which explains why I’m creeping down the hallway now. It’s nearly midnight, but I want to take a dip in the indoor pool that’s below-ground. It should be closed this time of night, which is why I’m going to have to sneak in.
The pool at the club isn’t your average pool. It’s a place where women swim topless, and men enjoy being pampered like kings. There’s so much naughty action that they actually have to drain the water and re-fill it every day. Can you believe that? Yet, I’ve never been to the pool for anything other than innocent recreation. None of the men I know have invited me for naughty times, and sometimes, I can’t help but wonder why.
“It could be because you’re a bit on the thin side,” my friend Melissa said to me, eyeing my curves with a frown.
“What do you mean?” I ask. “I’ve been eating like a madman.”
She sighs.
“Yes, but Alizeh, you’re just thin,” she says. “Most of the truckers appreciate curvy girls, and girlfriend, you have about thirty pounds to put on before you get there.”
Thirty pounds! Was she crazy? But I started eating frantically in an effort to put on weight, and it’s worked. Now I have two desserts after dinner, and I’ve put on fifteen pounds in the last few months. My breasts a bigger now, and my hips wider. I feel a lot more sexy, and tonight, I want to explore that sexiness.
I go down a set of stairs, and before me is the entryway leading to the pool. It’s a big, wooden door and it appears to be locked tight. But stealthily, my fingers slip into my pocket, and I pull out the key. A few years back, one of the girls had a copy of the pool key made, and it’s been passed down among the girls living at the Lodge. It’s our little secret among the sisterhood.
I put the key in the keyhole, turn right, and a snick sounds. Perfect. The large door swings open easily on its hinges, and I step into the darkness. Carefully, I pull the door closed again, and shut it so that it looks undisturbed. Then, I make my way down the hallway.
To the right are glass windows that overlook the sunken pool on the level below. It’s dark and shadowy because the lights are off, but there are a few underwater lights in the pool which render the water a mysterious, inviting turquoise. The pool itself is magnificent. It’s Olympic-sized and kept at a constant eighty degrees. There’s a mosaic pattern of a sunburst on the bottom, and the water laps gently at the edges.
The setting around the pool is also luxurious. There are dozens of loungers scattered about, along with potted palm trees. The tile is a clean white, and there’s even a jacuzzi tucked into the corner, along with a spray shower and a bar that serves cocktails. Of course, right now there’s no one there, but that’s what I’m counting on.
Quietly, I tiptoe down the hall and turn right, into the women’s locker room. Empty, as expected. I pull open one of the lockers and quickly strip, before opening my pack and fishing out a tiny red bikini. It’s one of my old ones, and when I put it on and look in the mirror, even I have to admit that it looks a bit ridiculous. With the extra weight I’ve put on, this bikini is now too small, and the top barely covers my large breasts. Creamy flesh leaks out the bottom and sides, and there’s no way to adjust the fabric for more coverage no matter how hard I try. The strings at the sides dig into my hips, and the panty patch barely covers more than my swollen lips. Oh well. No one’s going to see me, so it’s okay.