TempT is an earthy, genuine, voyeuristic journey into the life of Mallory Nicole Compton, a psychologist with a 'round-the-way girl' edge. Mallory is married to Adam, the 'man' of her dreams.

Life eventually takes Mallory back to her hometown of Fairway where she encounters her first and only true love, Niles Bohannon. Niles is the successful owner of Iced Graphics. He has always loved Mallory and always will but he is currently married to a shrewd business woman named Lucy. Lucy loves his money. She loves money period.

Chance has been Niles' best friend since grade school. Chance went in another way in his entrepreneurial venture professionally but he is just as successful as Niles. There isn't a drug or arms shipment that enters Fairway, Eden County or anywhere within a five hundred mile radius that doesn't go through Chance Jones.

The dynamics between these lives is no less than torrid and the makings of a quite an intriguing read. Will you be TempTed?

I came home early from a business trip and there they were! Yes, there they were. Adam, that stank strumpet Nicole and Brad. I walked in and they were so deep in the mix that they didn't even realize it. I heard a female moaning. I thought, "Damn it, Adam is having an affair". I walked into our bedroom and there before my eyes was the ménage a trois from hell. I sat down in the chaise lounge near the door. Eventually, she looked up and caught a glimpse of me out of the corner of her eye. I did not say a word. I sat there while Nicole struggled to remove Brad from her ass and Adam from her pussy. She finally gave up on her effortless squirming and yelled, "Shit, ya’ll stop. Adam, your wife is watching! Let me up!" That didn't even stop them at first. Finally Brad looked up and hoped up. So did she. She jumped up shouting, "Don't kill me. Don't shoot me. I don't love yo’ man, I just wanted to get my freak on!" I still did not say a word. Adam was still in an orgasmic haze. Erect dick in the air, eyes closed, talking about how he was enjoying the role-play. He said, "Keep on, damn, y'all sound so real." It was now my turn. I sat on the bed beside Adam and started to rub his chest. I looked at ‘the stank strumpet’ and motioned for her to be quiet. She frantically shook her head in confirmation. I continued to rub his chest and began to move lower on his body. Adam kept his eyes shut as my hands moved lower. Brad had just finished dressing and was rushing out as I touched Adam's dick. I put the squeeze on his balls the instant the door slammed. Adam lunged forward yelling, "What the hell . . .? ", as the door slammed his eyes opened. He looked directly into my eyes and the question he was asking trailed off into a painful howl as I continued to squeeze and twist his manhood in my hands while digging in with my fingernails. Tears started to well up in his eyes. I did not move. I kept my grip and kept my eyes locked on his. "Please, Nick", let go, please, Adam whispered. "Why should I? I asked with tears starting to fill my own eyes. "Get the hell outta my house, bitch." I said quietly. Nicole didn't say a word. She just got up and ran out with her clothes in her hands. I held on. When I heard the front door slam I let go and crumbled onto the end of the bed sobbing. Adam ran to the kitchen for an ice pack. I tried to forgive Adam. I really did. But, I just couldn't do it entirely. There always seemed to be something that wasn't quite right. I did the best I could to jump back into our life together, but the 'it' of the affair was always there. 'It' sat around me like a shoulder harness that was too tight. *****

Charley Nicole Montrose has vivid dreams. Dreams that transport her far from her native North Carolina. Her sensual nature speaks throughout her literary work. Tempt launches her first foray into a journey inside the volumes of images within her being. Her ?sista speak? will connect with your very essence.