Free The Wives of Beverly Row 5: Lust Has a New Address by Abby Weeks Page B

thing would make you pale, Jake. I’m not kidding. We’re talking seven or eight figures.”
    “Jesus.”
    “Yes. Just pretend you’re serious. Maybe tell him you might have a client who’d be interested, something like that.”
    “What kind of a painting is it?”
    “It’s an old one. But don’t worry about it. You’re only pretending to be interested so that I can get all four of us in a restaurant together.”
    “And then you’re going to tell him that Zola and I are swingers?”
    “Exactly.”
    “And he’ll be attracted to Zola?”
    “He’ll be madly attracted to Zola, and he’ll be madly desperate for you to buy this painting he’s got, or sell it for him, and I know he won’t be able to resist.”
    “And then you get to live out your little fantasy?”
    “He’ll see you fucking me like a complete stallion,” Ariel said, giving Jake a really alluring smile, “and he’ll never be able to get that picture out of his mind for the rest of his life!”
    “And hey,” Jake said, “maybe I’ll even be genuinely interested in his art deal.”
    “Wouldn’t it be even sweeter if we could make money off him at the same time?” Ariel said, enthusiastically.
    Jake gave her an admiring look. “Remind me never to get on your wrong side,” he said.
    She leaned over the table and put her lips on his, sliding her tongue into his mouth. She was technically doing all of this to help out Zola, but if she could get away with a little harmless kissing while she was at it, where was the harm? She hated Jake, but he was so hot!

XI
    A RIEL LAY BACK ON THE motel room and let Jake go down on her. As his tongue worked its magic on her sensitive clit, she ran over the details of the plan in her mind. She was going to talk Gabe into the foursome. That shouldn’t be too hard. Especially given the fact that they would be royally screwing Jake in the process. She would entice Jake into buying the forgery. She knew she could get Jake to go for it if she played her cards exactly right. Jake’s greed would blind him to everything. He’d never even know the painting was forged. At least not until it was too late. She thought about the reaction he’d have when he found out he’d been screwed over. She thought about the look on his face when he finally learned that Zola had gotten the better of him. As his tongue worked on her sensitive clit, she pictured the thoughts that would go through his mind.
    She orgasmed picturing Jake granting Zola everything she demanded in the divorce.
    *
    T RUDY LOOKED AT HERSELF IN the mirror. Was she getting older? She wasn’t sure. She examined the fine lines around her eyes and then shook off all thoughts of aging. She was fine, she told herself. And anyway, she’d turned over a new leaf. The important thing right now wasn’t just her appearance, it wasn’t just whether or not she could pick up college students on Friday night. The real issue was whether or not she’d be able to help her friend. She was as determined as Ariel was to see that Zola got out of her marriage to Jake with as much dignity, and as much money, as possible.
    *
    V ERONICA LAY IN HER BED next to Hank. She felt guilty, she was nervous about what she was going to have to say to him. She knew he would be heartbroken. But at the same time, she couldn’t help feeling thrilled at the opportunity that was opening up before her. She felt as if her life had suddenly brightened. It was as if she’d been living in darkness and all of a sudden the sun had risen. She felt as if a future with Matt was finally within her reach. She could actually see that life happening for her. She didn’t know how her divorce from Hank would be, she didn’t know how difficult he would make that, but she knew that when all was said and done, everything would be worth it. Her happiness was worth it.
    Hank touched her shoulder. She’d been lying on her back with her eyes closed.
    “What are you smiling about, honey?” he said.
    “Oh,