Book Review
What I Really Learned In College by Addison Winters
Book 1: With Honors Series
Publisher: Booktrope / Entice
Publication Date: July 14, 2014
Format: Paperback - 250 pages
Kindle - 2377 KB
Nook - 846 KB
ISBN: 978-1620154786
ASIN: B00LU8OI5Y
BNID: 2940149823727
Genre: Erotic Romance
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Disclaimer: I received a copy of the book from the author / publisher in exchange for my honest review and participation in a virtual book tour event hosted by Chick Lit Plus Blog Tours.
Book Description:
Mason Brooks is every girl’s dream: 21 years old, tall, with dirty blond hair that curls when it’s wet, sea-blue eyes, and dimples. Hot, sexy…and deliciously naïve and innocent.
Enter a tantalizing world where an average soccer mom utilizes her newfound knowledge of psychology to make life just a little more interesting. Follow along as Alex educates Mason on the art of seducing and pleasing a woman. Take notes as she introduces him to a whole new level of intensity and sexual pleasure. Study the sensual art of tantric sex as Alex creates her own style of silk and lace female dominance. This little tryst will never survive past college–but Alex is determined to enjoy it the fullest while it lasts.
Book Excerpt:
We spent the next several weeks until the end of the semester continuing our naughty little tryst on the afternoons after class. We would disappear to my house four days a week and play for hours. I had turned into the instructor and Mason my willing and eager student. And as time went by, he stayed later and later, under the guise of studying. At least until mid-May, when he mentioned to Max that he had played on his high school baseball team as catcher also. After that, Max was sold. As soon as he’d come home after school, he’d have Mason outside practicing. It wasn’t long before Max had invited him to watch his practices which, of course, led to Saturday morning games.
Lisa and Kim had gotten used to his presence and had stopped teasing me about my beanie boy, at least when he was around. However, the other moms . . . they were a problem. It was bad enough, in general, I was an easy ten years younger than the vast majority of them. Most were successful career women or die-hard stay at home moms. They viewed Lisa and me as social pariahs and a threat to their happy little lives. The married ones felt threatened that we’d flirt with their husbands and the divorced crones hated us for having something akin to a social life. The sidelines at any junior league sporting event reminded me of being back in high school it was so cliquey.
And the majority of these women were vicious. If their husbands so much as spoke to us, their claws came out. It was common to see any one of these women casually waltz over to her husband’s side, place a hand on his arm—a clear claim of ownership, and smile through her fangs as a warning. It was pathetic how sad these women were. They might as well pee a little circle all around their husbands cause that was exactly what they were doing. And the divorced ones were even worse. They truly considered us their competition if not their enemy. They envied our energy and our age. There was an invisible line drawn on every set of bleachers regardless of the sport.
Now, they wanted to begrudge me Mason. I could hear the whispers behind my back about his age, how they called me a cougar when they thought I couldn’t hear them, or the looks of disapproval they would glare at me whenever I looked their direction. I knew they were jealous. There was no way in hell these ladies could ever have a twenty-one year old cabana boy as sexy as Mason.
And it didn’t take long for word to spread. Memorial weekend, I was getting breakfast ready while the boys, Mason included, were playing X-box when my cell phone rang.
“Hello,” I answered without looking first at the number and immediately regretting it.
“Good morning, doll. How are you?” A familiar voice greeted me.
“What do you want Danny?” Annoyance immediately took over. “You know I got Max a cell phone so we don’t have to have these pleasant conversations.”
“I called to talk to you. I have been hearing some interesting things about you lately and I was curious. After all, I am concerned about my boys.”
“Good grief, Danny. What do you want?” I flipped the blueberry pancakes and leaned against the counter.
“I heard you were having a naughty little affair with the paper boy,” he said, trying not to laugh.
“What? Who told you that?” That was the very last thing I expected to come out of his mouth.
“A little birdie told me.”
“Imagine that.” Max must have told him about Mason helping him with baseball and how much time he was spending over here, even after our class was done.
“So, how old is this kid anyway?”
“What I do or who I do is none of your business, Danny.” I tapped my fingers on the counter.
“It’s my business when he’s spending so much time with my sons,” he countered.
“You gave up that right when you gave me sole custody and decided to move across the country. You have no right to say anything about what I do. I would never do anything inappropriate around them, in front of them, or anywhere near them. You know I wouldn’t. Don’t you give me any shit. God only knows what you’re doing down there.” I walked out onto the back deck so no one would hear me.
“Geez, Alex, don’t get your panties in a bunch. I was just teasing you.” He laughed. “Seriously, though, how old is this kid?”
“That’s none of your damn business.” He’s such an ass.
“Oh come on, I’m only playing. What happened to your sense of humor? You used to have one.” He chuckled.
“I don’t know, maybe it went away when my low-life of a husband cheated on me?” I stated flatly.
“Ouch, you might want to get that checked soon. Alex, or you could turn into a real bitter bitch.” His laughter made me wish I could slap him across his smug face.
“I’m hanging up now.”
“Wait, Alex. Seriously, Max told me you were happy.” His laughter died away. “He said you try to play off that you two are only friends but he knows there’s something going on between you two. He said he can tell by the way Mason looks at you that he’s in love with you.”
“Max told you that?” I turned around and looked at my back door half expecting Mason or Max to be standing there.
“Yes, he told me that last night. So why are you trying to hide your relationship from the boys? You obviously like this man,” Danny inquired.
“Jesus, Danny. Really? Why do you think? Mason is younger than me.” I sighed audibly. “Okay, a lot younger than me. He’s twenty-one.” I closed my eyes and waited for that to sink in.
“Good Lord, Alex. He’s a child! What the hell are you thinking?” He laughed again. “When Max said younger than you, I was thinking he was twenty-six or twenty-eight, not twenty-one!”
“It’s just a fling, Danny. That’s all.”
“Does he know that?”
“I don’t know,” I answered honestly.
“You may want to tell him before this kid gets too attached to you or the boys to him,” he pointed out. I hated him for actually acting like the responsible adult when I should have been.
“I know,” I whispered. “I will.”
Lisa and Kim had gotten used to his presence and had stopped teasing me about my beanie boy, at least when he was around. However, the other moms . . . they were a problem. It was bad enough, in general, I was an easy ten years younger than the vast majority of them. Most were successful career women or die-hard stay at home moms. They viewed Lisa and me as social pariahs and a threat to their happy little lives. The married ones felt threatened that we’d flirt with their husbands and the divorced crones hated us for having something akin to a social life. The sidelines at any junior league sporting event reminded me of being back in high school it was so cliquey.
And the majority of these women were vicious. If their husbands so much as spoke to us, their claws came out. It was common to see any one of these women casually waltz over to her husband’s side, place a hand on his arm—a clear claim of ownership, and smile through her fangs as a warning. It was pathetic how sad these women were. They might as well pee a little circle all around their husbands cause that was exactly what they were doing. And the divorced ones were even worse. They truly considered us their competition if not their enemy. They envied our energy and our age. There was an invisible line drawn on every set of bleachers regardless of the sport.
Now, they wanted to begrudge me Mason. I could hear the whispers behind my back about his age, how they called me a cougar when they thought I couldn’t hear them, or the looks of disapproval they would glare at me whenever I looked their direction. I knew they were jealous. There was no way in hell these ladies could ever have a twenty-one year old cabana boy as sexy as Mason.
And it didn’t take long for word to spread. Memorial weekend, I was getting breakfast ready while the boys, Mason included, were playing X-box when my cell phone rang.
“Hello,” I answered without looking first at the number and immediately regretting it.
“Good morning, doll. How are you?” A familiar voice greeted me.
“What do you want Danny?” Annoyance immediately took over. “You know I got Max a cell phone so we don’t have to have these pleasant conversations.”
“I called to talk to you. I have been hearing some interesting things about you lately and I was curious. After all, I am concerned about my boys.”
“Good grief, Danny. What do you want?” I flipped the blueberry pancakes and leaned against the counter.
“I heard you were having a naughty little affair with the paper boy,” he said, trying not to laugh.
“What? Who told you that?” That was the very last thing I expected to come out of his mouth.
“A little birdie told me.”
“Imagine that.” Max must have told him about Mason helping him with baseball and how much time he was spending over here, even after our class was done.
“So, how old is this kid anyway?”
“What I do or who I do is none of your business, Danny.” I tapped my fingers on the counter.
“It’s my business when he’s spending so much time with my sons,” he countered.
“You gave up that right when you gave me sole custody and decided to move across the country. You have no right to say anything about what I do. I would never do anything inappropriate around them, in front of them, or anywhere near them. You know I wouldn’t. Don’t you give me any shit. God only knows what you’re doing down there.” I walked out onto the back deck so no one would hear me.
“Geez, Alex, don’t get your panties in a bunch. I was just teasing you.” He laughed. “Seriously, though, how old is this kid?”
“That’s none of your damn business.” He’s such an ass.
“Oh come on, I’m only playing. What happened to your sense of humor? You used to have one.” He chuckled.
“I don’t know, maybe it went away when my low-life of a husband cheated on me?” I stated flatly.
“Ouch, you might want to get that checked soon. Alex, or you could turn into a real bitter bitch.” His laughter made me wish I could slap him across his smug face.
“I’m hanging up now.”
“Wait, Alex. Seriously, Max told me you were happy.” His laughter died away. “He said you try to play off that you two are only friends but he knows there’s something going on between you two. He said he can tell by the way Mason looks at you that he’s in love with you.”
“Max told you that?” I turned around and looked at my back door half expecting Mason or Max to be standing there.
“Yes, he told me that last night. So why are you trying to hide your relationship from the boys? You obviously like this man,” Danny inquired.
“Jesus, Danny. Really? Why do you think? Mason is younger than me.” I sighed audibly. “Okay, a lot younger than me. He’s twenty-one.” I closed my eyes and waited for that to sink in.
“Good Lord, Alex. He’s a child! What the hell are you thinking?” He laughed again. “When Max said younger than you, I was thinking he was twenty-six or twenty-eight, not twenty-one!”
“It’s just a fling, Danny. That’s all.”
“Does he know that?”
“I don’t know,” I answered honestly.
“You may want to tell him before this kid gets too attached to you or the boys to him,” he pointed out. I hated him for actually acting like the responsible adult when I should have been.
“I know,” I whispered. “I will.”
My Book Review:
Alexandra (Alex) Rose is a thirty-two year old divorced mother of two sons, who decides to return to college to complete her degree. I her Sociology class, Alex is paired up for an assignment with twenty-one year old classmate Mason Brooks. What starts out as a classmate friendship develops into something more when they become attracted to each other. Alex and Mason embark on a sexual journey that is anything but casual ... but it's supposed to be just a fling ... or is it?!
What I Really Learned In College is an entertaining erotic romance that features an older woman - younger man sexual relationship. Author Addison Winters weaves a steamy tale that easily draws the reader into Alex and Mason's friends to lovers relationship. I loved that Alex plays the role of sexual teacher with a touch of domination in the bedroom, it's not often that you see that in erotic romance stories, so I found it refreshing, enjoyable, and rather titillating. I also enjoyed the intertwining storyline of how Alex's family, friends, and ex-hubby react to her relationship with Mason, and how she handles the variety of reactions from them. The story has a surprising twist when Mason's single father Hayden enters into the picture, but alas ... the author leaves the reader with a cliffhanger ending that leaves them wanting more, only to make them wait for Alex and Mason's story to continue in the second book in the series.
RATING: 4 STARS
About The Author
Addison Winters graduated from Indiana University Purdue University Indianapolis with a BS in psychology. She loves music, can be found “dancing” around her house when no one’s home, and is notorious for blowing the speakers out on her car. She’s been known to surprise her children with Jell-O balloon fights and to pull “devious” pranks on her friends. Addison enjoys playing basketball and softball and is proud to be the team captain for the Happy Hooters in the Striking Out Cancer, annual Ladies Softball Tournament. She is also an avid reader and enjoys spending time in her gardens and with her family. She and her husband, Monte, have three children, three puppies, and an oversized cat. They reside in Indiana.
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