Book Excerpt Sex and Sensibility

21 Jun


I’m hosting an excerpt today from contemporary romance “Sex and Sensibility”. Enjoy the excerpt.

Book Excerpt

I wander out into the garden and walk down the central path. It is a long and rather narrow garden but picturesque in a ‘this hasn’t changed since Victorian times’ sort of manner. There’s a high stone wall down the right hand side as you walk away from the house with all sorts of greenery sprouting from it or growing on it, not just the usual ivy. The house, it occurs to me as I walk slowly down to the end, is the same as the garden, overcrowded, overrun with objects, untidy but not without a certain cozy charm. Cathy and I think so anyway.

   There is a very ancient wooden summer house; there when we bought the house and will no doubt be there long after we have departed. I walk in and sit down on the dusty bench and stare out at the sunny, narrow garden and the faded Victorian semi-detached house at the other end. Thoughts about departing make me think of PSA, prostate problems, and ultimately, finally, death. So I’m not in the most cheerful mood as I hear the sounds of a car approaching the house in the distance and realize Cathy has somehow managed to remember where she lives and, even better, find it again. I get up, walk back quickly to the house and grab a heavy looking bag of groceries from Cathy in the hallway.

“Here, give that to me.”

I take over bringing in the rest of the groceries from the car as she starts to put them all where they go in the kitchen. As she puts the last package away in the old larder at the back of the kitchen, I come up behind her and put my arms round her neck.

“Let’s go upstairs and have a bit of a session,” I say softly, resting my mouth near her left ear.

“Don’t be silly. It’s the middle of the morning.”

“Please,” I say gently.

“No, I’m not in the mood.”

“We can get in the mood fairly easily.”

She unfastens herself from my grip and turns round to face me, a frown on her face. “What’s brought all this on?”

“Nothing, I’ll tell you later.”

“Tell me now.”

“I’ll tell you all after we have a brief session.” Taking hold of her from the front this time, I give her a hug, holding the cheeks of her bottom in my hands.

“Tell me now,” she says again, slowly, almost seductively, “or we don’t go upstairs at all.”

“Not even to bed tonight?”

“You know very well what I mean.”

Sex and Sensibility

Mature man offering flowers to his wifeTitle: Sex and Sensibility

Author: Derek Ansell

Genre: Romance

Tommy Fraser seems to have it all – a beautiful wife, an exciting past, and a vibrant life still ahead of him. But when suddenly confronted with the diagnosis of a possible life-threatening illness, his concerns are not only for his own mortality but his overwhelming desire to continue as a fully functioning, sexual male.

His soulmate and wife of thirty years, Cathy, is with him all the way, in total support and accompanying him to all hospital visits. Faced with an uncertain future, Tommy finds himself reflecting back on the past and his life before Cathy…a life that saw him with a different woman in almost every town he visited.

Debbie, Mandy, Diana, and all the many others are in the distant past, but are they gone forever? Is Tommy’s past about to catch up with him? And does Cathy know more about the man she loves and his colourful former life than she is letting on?

Author Bio

Derek Ansell was born in London and has lived in Newbury, Berkshire UK for the past forty years. He writes regular features and record/book reviews on music for Jazz Journal magazine along with music and theatre criticism for a Berkshire weekly newspaper. He is married and has three daughters, three grand-daughters and two grandsons.



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