Title: Virginia Templeton Stories
Author: Marsha Casper Cook
Genre: Adult Romance
Synopsis:
Virginia’s marriage of ten years to Slater Templeton, a ruthless corporate titan, has provided her with all of the comforts she could ever imagine, but still something is missing. He is all about wealth and accumulating power and has been successful far beyond all expectations, but she has her own agenda and is obsessed with the power she leverages through her undeniable sexuality. Together they are a force to be reckoned with. Slater is the demon and Virginia his temptress. In this loveless relationship, their only connection is the power they share while the diva within her needs more. Will her unquenchable desires lead her to keep dark secrets and to create a life for herself that will take her where most others fear to tread?
Virginia’s marriage of ten years to Slater Templeton, a ruthless corporate titan, has provided her with all of the comforts she could ever imagine, but still something is missing. He is all about wealth and accumulating power and has been successful far beyond all expectations, but she has her own agenda and is obsessed with the power she leverages through her undeniable sexuality. Together they are a force to be reckoned with. Slater is the demon and Virginia his temptress. In this loveless relationship, their only connection is the power they share while the diva within her needs more. Will her unquenchable desires lead her to keep dark secrets and to create a life for herself that will take her where most others fear to tread?
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Chapter One
Virginia
Templeton arrived at her psychiatrist’s office, ten minutes late as usual. She
was always late, as she rather enjoyed a grand entrance. Virginia was beautiful
and knew it, tall and graceful, with hips tapering into long, slender legs. A
body to die for, as they say. All
heads turned when Virginia entered a room; women wanted to be her, and men just
wanted her.
She was just as sexy dressed as she was undressed, as she
absolutely loved fashion. Her favorite expression was “shop until you drop,”
and she did just that. Virginia loved expensive clothes and shoes — oh, how she
loved shoes — and
accessorized every outfit. She didn’t look at price tags and, luckily, she
didn’t need to.
Virginia’s image didn’t allow her to be all smiles or say nice
things, as she preferred to play the misunderstood diva and use her good looks
for favors. People didn’t cross the line with Virginia often and, when they
did, her wrath was like nobody else’s.
Nicholas Waters, her psychiatrist, sat behind his desk, waiting
for Virginia to make the first move. Sometimes she didn’t speak during her
sessions, instead just walking back and forth, angered that she was wasting her
time in sessions that she loathed. The only reason she had even agreed to see a
doctor was because her deceitful husband made that a provision in their ongoing
divorce proceedings. She wanted every last dime she felt she had earned in
their ten-year marriage. She had smiled when she had to, and undressed when her
husband wanted her. A small price to pay for getting anything and everything
she wanted.
Virginia thought that Nicholas wasn’t paying attention to her,
which really pissed her off. Even though he was just her psychiatrist, it was
still important to her that he pay attention. Little did Virginia know that
Nicholas couldn’t concentrate on anything else when she was near him.
Nicholas Waters was bound by an ethical code to avoid involving
himself with his patients. But in his mind, they were just fantasies. Desiring
a woman and actually acting upon his desire were two different things, and his
fantasies usually went away after a visit or two. Virginia Templeton was a
different case. He knew it, she knew it, and so did anyone who had ever come in
contact with her.
She had been looking at him from the moment she arrived, but
didn’t say a word. Nicholas sometimes wondered if she knew how much he wanted
her. He would imagine himself lying next to her, consuming every inch of her
sensuous body. Kissing her, touching her breasts, wondering how he could make
her happy. She was filled with desire―and,
sometimes, quite a bit of rage―but
that didn’t stop Nicholas from having tight control of his mind every time she
came for a visit. He was her psychiatrist, and that was the way it had to stay
… for now.
He was also a married man and, regardless of his unhappiness, he
had remained married to the same woman for more than twenty years. When
Nicholas met Carmella, he was a struggling medical student with loans, minutes
away from personal bankruptcy. She was beautiful, with vibrant red hair and a
sweet smile that usually presented her in a glamorous, but guarded, light. Love
never entered the picture. Her family was very wealthy and highly visible. He
knew she was the solution to his financial problems.
Carmella’s main flaw was that she usually had a drink in her hand
at eight in the morning and continued drinking until very late at night. She
never wanted sex with him. That didn’t mean she didn’t like sex; she just
didn’t like sex with her husband. For his part, Nicholas didn’t care about love
or sex until he met Virginia.
From the very moment Virginia Templeton walked into his office,
attitude and all, he was hooked. He had never felt such a strong, passionate
connection to anyone. Actually, he never questioned his life as much as he did
once Virginia Templeton became his patient.
A friend of his had referred her, and Nicholas reluctantly took
her on as a patient because he felt doing otherwise might put her on the edge
of doing something horrible. She came in with a lot of hatred and, whether she
admitted it or not, he sometimes thought they made a breakthrough. A patient
who didn’t want help never got better, but he felt she could make progress by
increasing her visits to his office.
Nicholas watched Virginia, waiting until she was ready to start.
It always took her a little bit, as she prepared to start the sessions in her
own way.
After strutting around the office, Virginia kicked off her
leopard, four-inch Stuart Weitzman pumps and sat her ass right smack in the
middle of Nicholas’s desk. She was wearing a very tight, black leather skirt,
and a see-through, white lace shirt. Because she was all leg when she crossed
them, which she liked to do, Nicholas could see her black lace panties and the
tiny rose tattoo on her upper right thigh.
“So, Nick, where shall I begin today?” Nicholas didn’t answer, and
that angered her more than he knew. “What the fuck? Help me out here, Doc. I
need some answers.”
For months, everything Nicholas had tried had completely pissed
her off. At that moment, he felt she might be ready for a breakthrough, and
quietly let her continue.
“Okay, let me tell you what happened last night,” she went on.
“Slater, my loving, sweet jerk of a husband was out of town. I got in my car,
went right back to my old stomping grounds, drank too much, and fucked a whole
lot of times. Since you didn’t ask who I was with, let me tell you. Two men
were in my bed last night. One was very tall, with dark curly hair. The other
was very short with a long blonde ponytail, kind of a freaky looking guy. One
was on my right and one was on my left. Blondie had one finger in my ass and
the other dark, sexy guy, who looked a lot like you, was in my cunt. What do
you think about that?”
Nicholas began to write notes. All thoughts of him having a
conversation with his patient were off the board for now. He was so busy
picturing the details that he couldn’t really concentrate. He was so far away
from where he should be ethically that he stopped himself, took a breath, and
then continued with his notes.
Virginia took full advantage of the moment, as she quickly scooted
off his desk and proceeded to strut around the office. “Wow, Doc, when did you
get that picture-perfect plant?” She didn’t actually give a shit about the
plant on the floor; she just wanted Nicholas to enjoy the view as she leaned
down to touch it. “Follow me, Doc.” Bending down even lower, she spread her
legs, once again exposing her lace-covered bottom. Then, just as quickly as she
had lowered herself, she stood up, turned around, and smiled beautifully.
“You know, Nick, you’re such a bore. You just sit there and write
and write and write. Come on. Say something. Do you ever answer your patients,
or do you like to totally piss them off? If that was your intention, it worked.
You win. I’m totally pissed off.”
Nicholas could sense her anger boiling over, and watched in
anticipation that Virginia might actually be feeling something. She was just
about to explode; he knew it, but chose not to stop it from happening.
Sometimes that was all a patient needed to break through the barriers they’d
surrounded themselves with. He also had to keep reminding himself of what was
ethical. He was in danger of crossing the line, and he knew it. He hoped his
feelings weren’t transparent to Virginia.
“I hate boring men,” she continued, as she paraded around the
room. “My father was boring. He rarely talked, and he never smiled. You can
write that in your little notebook. My father was a piece of shit―a mean, selfish asshole. He never
talked to me or treated me like his daughter. He had no love in him; that’s
what my mother used to say. He had no soul, and I didn’t even cry when he
killed himself. It was no loss to anyone. There are two things I hate in men. A
man who doesn’t smile, and a man who acts like he’s better than me.”
Nicholas glanced down at his watch, realizing that Virginia was
getting more agitated. There was usually a moment during her treatments that
pushed her to the top. The moment varied, but the pattern always repeated.
“Is my time up?” she asked. “Even if it’s not, it’s time for me to
go. We’re getting nowhere today. As a matter of fact, I think today will be my
last visit. I don’t need to be here. Time is money. Face it, Nick, you can’t
help me. No one can.”
Nicholas decided it was now or never. “Virginia, sit down and stop
pacing. Let’s go with what you just said. You do want me to help you, don’t
you?”
“No, I don’t think so. How would you feel if you were seven years
old and your father pulled out a gun and pointed it at your mother? Then shot
her, took the same damn gun and shot himself in the head while his daughter
watched? I watched that! What kind of a person does that to his child?” She was
quite proud of herself for once again coming up with a good story. “What makes
it worse was my phony foster parents stuck me in the attic with ten other kids.
Sometimes I looked around the attic and wondered how my life could ever be
anything but dreadful and confusing. There were days when I didn’t even feel
human.” Oh, she was so good at this.
“Okay, Virginia. Now that you have told me what happened to you,
and you think I bought it, let’s begin all over again. Every time you come
here, you tell me a different story. This time, tell me the truth. Then maybe,
just maybe, I can help you.”
“Fuck you, Nick!” she growled. “That was the truth.”
“Okay, then. Tell me how and why you married a man you didn’t
love.”
Virginia began to laugh. “You don’t really think I come here for
your advice. Do you? I come here because my asshole husband makes me come here.
He won’t give me my fair share in the divorce unless I agree to have some
therapy. He wants to ease his conscience. He’s afraid he’ll look bad if I go
off the deep end, and he doesn’t want any headlines. A man like Slater puts
himself before anyone.”
Nicholas returned to his desk, which served as his safety net. He
could sense Virginia was getting quite angry, and wasn’t sure if he should push
during this session. Usually, that only infuriated her more, causing her to
tell more lies.
“Okay, Nick. Since we’re having this nice little chat, let me tell
you what I think. My husband wants to fix me and set me free. Women like me
don’t get fixed. We like men, sex, and booze. We drink for fun and fuck like
crazy. What’s so wrong with that? If it feels good, why not? I hate to think
that being in love is enough for anyone.”
After thinking for a moment, Nick figured it was time to talk.
“Believe it or not, love is enough for many people. One day, you will be in
love, and maybe that will be enough for you too.”
“Oh, really? Are you in love with your wife? Do you even have a
wife? I don’t know anything about you, other than I want to fuck you. And I
think you want to fuck me. I don’t do normal, and I don’t think you do either.
Or let me put it another way. You might do normal, but you don’t really like
normal.”
Nicholas was on his way to understanding her convoluted view of
what she was all about. He didn’t soften just yet, but he was on his way. He
didn’t want to compromise, but he was a man. Virginia had gotten to him even
with all his armor; she knew how to dig deep. He was very close to giving in to
his fantasy, and she knew she had finally penetrated into his soul. It was, she
thought, her moment.
Game on! She was euphoric. “I bet if you let me get you in the
sack, we would be born again as one. If you allowed me to slowly undress you,
button by button, and then gently massage every morsel of your being. My lips
would embrace that cock of yours and you, my dear doctor, would never be the
same. I promise you that! I can take you on a journey that will totally
overwhelm you, and you will be mine forever, or for as long as I want you.” A
sultry smile spread across her face.
Virginia found herself moving as close to Nicholas as she possibly
could. She could barely breathe. Her breasts pressed against his chest, she
could feel his hardness against her. He didn’t feel like other men. He was
distant and completely disconnected from her. To her surprise, he showed no
reaction. He just stared at her in silence.
Being this close to a man who seemed to feel nothing was quite
disturbing to her ego. Every man she knew would have reacted quite differently.
Although, she was excited by the challenge he presented. She straightened her
shoulders, not allowing herself to be weak.
Nicholas wanted to forget that he was her doctor and instead take
her in his arms. He was uncertain how long he could resist, but he knew there
would be no turning back once he gave in. He stepped back, putting some
distance between them.
His rejection angered Virginia. “You’re not the right doctor for
me. Tell me why you took my case. Your practice was full, but you added me to
your patient load. Did you really think you could help me?”
“Yes, of course I thought I could help you.”
“Then why the fuck aren’t you helping me?” she spat.
“Because you don’t want help. You have repeatedly told me one lie
after another. I can’t perform miracles.”
“Screw you, Nick. Screw you. I don’t like to waste time and today,
as usual, I am wasting my time. The only thing left is for us to go to bed
together. I know you want me, I can tell. But you can’t do it if you’re my
doctor.”
“Virginia, sit your ass down. I’m your doctor, not your lover. Why
would you think that I want to go to bed with you?” His patience was wearing
thin.
“Because every man wants me,” she purred, again closing the
distance between them. Reaching for his belt, she began to slowly lower his
zipper. “You want me and I know it.”
“Virginia, you need to leave. Now. As of this very moment, my
services as a doctor are over.”
Virginia backed off. “You don’t mean that.”
“Oh, but I do. Watch this.”
Nicholas wrote on his notepad, “Virginia Templeton’s sessions have
ended as of July 9.” He signed the paperwork to make it official, then pointed
to the door.
“You need to leave right now.”
Virginia strolled out of the office, not looking back. She refused
to let Nicholas see the tears in her eyes. He had won, and she hated that.
Nicholas took several deep breaths, relieved to have resisted her
very tempting offer. Their sessions had ended, and only time would tell if he
would miss her. If he was honest with himself at that moment, though, he was
disappointed at the thought of never seeing her again.
Author Bio:
Marsha Casper Cook is the author of 10 published books and 11 feature-length screenplays. Her published works include LOVE CHANGES, a contemporary romance novel, and TO LIFE, a non-fiction biography about being a teenager and surviving the Holocaust. She has also written four books for young children, SNACK ATTACK ,THE MAGICAL LEAPING LIZARD POTION and the poetry collection THE BUSY BUS. Her book NO CLUES NO SHOES is the first of the Emelina Hewitt and her dog Stanley series. Marsha's latest work and her first in a romance collection, VIRGINIA TEMPLETON STORIES has just been released in paperback and she is currently working on LEO LOVES GRACIE characters taken from her screenplay Prince Charming which will be out after the first of the year.
Since early 2010, Marsha has hosted radio shows on Blog Talk Radio. She and Virginia Grenier,the other half of World Of Ink Network Blog Talk Radio, have been doing shows for almost four years. Her show "A Good Story Is A Good Story" is about writing.Marsha does discuss many subjects on her radio shows but her love of writing draws her to talk to other authors and marketing experts.
She will be adding different shows this year with her partner at World Of Ink Network, Virginia Grenier. Marsha is also is doing Radio Book Launches with Marnie McNiff and Virginia Grenier with Michigan Avenue Media.Inc. specializing in Children's Books, Romance and Thrillers.
Join Marsha at Blog Talk Radio where she does her WORLD OF INK NETWORK
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