Peg Pete (Preview)

Peg loved her mid-morning aerobics—especially now that she had the house to herself. The stereo pulsed with retro beats, her leg warmers hugged her calves, and her tube top was already working its way down as she worked up a sweat in her tiny, hot pink sling leotard.

She grinned at her reflection, gave her breasts a little bounce, and twisted her hips for no audience but herself.

The doorbell rang—a sudden break in the rhythm. Peg peeked out the window and saw the delivery guy: tall, dark, broad-shouldered, and definitely not the regular driver. She bit her lip, heat building in more ways than one.

Without hesitation, Peg peeled off her tube top...

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