Substack Reboot of Educating Charlotte - Ch.1
As I explained in my previous post, I’m ‘rewriting’ Educating Charlotte.
Theodore and Charlotte are a hot age gap couple I’ve always held a soft spot for, and knew they deserved more attention.
He’s a billionaire, she’s a beautiful entrepreneur, oh and she just so happens to be the daughter of his school and lifelong best friend. Oops!
My previous post explains my plan…
Once the story is complete, it will be re-published as a full-on erotic romance novel/la.
Yes you can suggest things and let me know what you think along the way, always listening. Be kind, you know I love my characters. They’re real in my head!
Remember it was, is just a collection of short, if very hot stories. The heat is very definitely still there but with a little more ‘story’ wrapped around it.
Who knows, if you enjoy it, and so far I am, then these two may just earn another book, even a series.
Here we go!
The first chapter of the exclusive Substack reboot. The rest will go behind the paywall, for reasons explained before. I’ve created a section of my Substack so it’ll be all in one place for you.
Let’s enjoy the journey as Theo teaches a young woman about lust and desire whilst pursuing his own satisfaction by Educating Charlotte.
A super-hot forbidden age-gap romance.
Ready?
Educating Charlotte
My accountancy firm was moving across the city, so I’d gone rogue and booked a full month off work. Let my assistant take the strain. They loved that type of thing. Organisation kept them alive, or so they told me almost every week, whilst I got distracted by another deal or another opportunity.
It had been hard to switch off for that first week, but now I’d finally settled into late lay-ins and lazy late evenings.
Daddy’s house, my childhood home, seemed as good a place as any to chill out, although it’s obscenely big for just me to rattle around in. The rest of the family away, as ever. Daddy on business in Panama, Mummy with her boyfriend on a Spanish road trip in his ancient classic Jaguar.
My annoying little brother James still at school, ever near graduation. He would be home next week for summer break, and even though I wouldn’t admit it to my annoying as heck sibling, it would be nice not to be alone.
I’d held a couple of usual parties, but that got boring too quickly. In that way you have, with school friends you never see, I’d grown away from them. Too many thought a day at the pool was another excuse to get high. I just didn’t need the hassle or the drugs.
If they wanted to screw up their bodies, end up having multiple nose jobs to fix the damage, then that was their thing, not mine.
So there I was, alone, laying in the sun, luxuriating in the heat on my naked body. I plugged in my ear-pods, listened to some old-school Motown tracks. Not that I’d admit it to daddy, he has good taste in music. I often listen to his playlists instead of my own.
I dribbled sun cream down my thighs, stroked more across my bare tits and stomach, then lay back to feel the scorching sun bronze me just a little more. I know it’s bad for me, but allow me some sin after the hard work I’d put in over the last year.
An hour later…
Bored!
I must have dozed off, woke up to a cool breeze. A shiver prickled down my body, from head to toe, nipples tightened, stomach tensed, thighs shivered. Blinking my eyes open, I looked up to see a small cloud obscuring the high sun.
Through the haze, I saw a peacock on the lawn, strutting his fancy feathers and calling to his girls. Heaven on earth. If that cloud would just flutter on by.
Time for a dip in the pool.
One thing I love about my daddy’s house, when I visit, away from my city apartment life, is the enormous swimming pool. Architect designed for swimming, lounging and having fun, and of course, no nosey neighbours so no reason not to swim naked.
I sat up, discarded the headphones, then padded over to the poolside. Heard daddy’s voice in my head warning me to shower before diving in. I laughed out loud at the idea of my mild rebellion. Me not doing as he said, just for once.
Sucking in a breath, I dived in to swim the length of the pool underwater. Came up, breathless, at the far end of the pool. Out of practice.
The cool water refreshing, hair now slicked back, sticking to the nape of my neck. I swam a few more lengths, self-satisfied at tumble turns and easy strokes, luxuriated in the solitude.
I grabbed up my sunglasses from poolside, floated back to the centre of the pool. Tackling the inflatable sun lounger, I jumped up, rolled on to lay butt-naked in the sun.
Perfect timing.
I felt the full heat of the sun as it emerged from behind the solo cloud. My flushed wet body shivered, then warmed. I relaxed.
The next thing I knew, I was underwater!