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Naked Bluff Texas by Anita Philmar

A Cowboy’s Pleasure

A Cowboy's Pleasure by Anita Philmar

by Anita Philmar

Fifth book in the Naked Bluff, Texas – historical, erotic series.

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Having traveled across the country to escape the war between the states, John Bristol Smith needs a job, any job.

Told of a potential job, he arrives at the interview with high expectation. Nothing, however, in his life prepared him for the nature of this assignment. Tess Van Pelt wants excitement and she means to have it.

Her husband is more than willing to pay for whatever she wants and she wants John.

Is this a job or a fantasy?

A Cowboy’s Pleasure is a hot adult story that explores the passion of having multiple partners. MMF
Warning: Set up for future stories but has a conclusion.


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John Bristol Smith needed a job.

He didn’t particular care where it came from.

After having traveled halfway across the United States to escape the war between the states, he wanted nothing more than to settle in Texas. Yes, they were involved in the war but Union troops weren’t tramping across their land like they owned the place.

Luckily, on the way out of Louisiana, John had met a kind soul in Tobias Poe. The man had been traveling home and had encouraged John to visit the one-horse town of Naked Bluff, Texas.

Now, thanks to Tobias, John had a place to sleep and the chance at a job.

He dusted off his shirt and walked up the steps of a large, white, colonial. After knocking, he enjoyed the shade provided by the porch that reduced the blistering heat from hot, autumn sun.

A female voice rang through the thick partition. “I’m tired of excuses. I want results.”

The lock clicked open, and the door shifted on its hinges. A light squeak sounded, and a cracked formed around the frame. Still, he couldn’t see who stood on the other side.

“You know what I want. If you can’t give it to me, I’ll find someone else that can.” The female continued as if she was carrying on a conversation with another person inside the house.

John waited patiently, not certain if he should speak or perhaps turn and leave.


The door swung inward and the lady in questioned faced him.

Caught immediately by the young woman’s beauty, he straightened and slid his hat off his head. Dressed in a red silk dress, she appeared ready for a party. “Hello, Madam, I was told Mr. Van Pelt was looking for someone to help out around the house.”

With a slight smirk, she said, “Really, and who may I ask gave you this piece of information?”

“Tobias Poe, he hauls freight for Mr. Van Pelt.” John rushed to reassure the woman he was not some beggar. He didn’t mind working and only wanted an opportunity to prove himself.

Her blue eyes narrowed. She stepped back to wave him inside with a smile. “Yes, Tobias is correct. We are looking for help.”

“Now, wait just a moment,” a male voice interjected from the landing of the staircase. A stout man in his early forties walked into view. He brushed a hand through his dirty blonde hair and continued down the stairs. The thud of his boots marked his descend to the ground floor. “Where are you from young man?”

“Georgia, I arrived in town a few days ago. I met Tobias, and we struck up a conversation. He said you might be in need of some help.” John held out his hand. “The name is John Smith.”

The man clamped his hand around John’s and asked, “Van Pelt, and who else are you familiar with in these parts?”

“I’m sorry to say no one. Any other references, I might offer, don’t even live in the state.” John had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach but held his ground, hoping against hope that things might work out.

“Sounds like you’re just the man for the job,” the lady responded and shut the door. “Now, why don’t we step into the parlor and see if we might come to some type of arrangement.”

Mr. Van Pelt eyed the woman and then waved her forward. “Why don’t you lead the way, my dear? After all, it’s you that have to be happy with our selection.”

Suddenly realizing he’d be working with the lady of the house, John turned his attention to her. The light sway of her hips displayed her confidence to attract men. She held her head high and her raven hair rested in a knitted hairpiece on the back of her neck. With elegant grace, she led the way across the foyer and into the oversized room. “Please have a sit, Mr. Smith. Gab, why don’t you fix him a

“Oh, no, madam, I’m good.” John had no intention of overstepping his welcome. And this was a job interview. The expensive furnishings already had him feeling uncomfortable what with the rich upholstered couch where Tess sat which could easily hold three people. The huge brick fireplace had enough room to roast a pig and a thick wooden beam for a mantle. On each end stood porcelain lamps and above it hung a large picture of a summer garden.

Underfoot lay a plush carpet, which dampened the sound of their footsteps. He shuffled uneasily on his feet. Was he crazy for hanging around?

“Have a seat, John. You’re going to need that drink. In fact, I think we can all use one.” Gab walked to a cabinet in the corner and drew out a bottle of whiskey.

John stood in the center of the room, uncertain as to what to do next. “I, uh…”

“Now, don’t be nervous. We’re all going to be fast friends. My name is Tess, and that’s Gab. Oh, course, you must call us Mr. and Mrs. Van Pelt when in public. But while we’re here, there is no need for us to be so formal.” She straightened her skirt and folded her hands demurely on her lap.

“Tess tread softly he hasn’t even agreed to your terms yet.” Gab poured the drinks, closed the bottle and then lifted the tray where he’d set three glasses.

“And why wouldn’t he agree? It is the perfect solution for all of us. We’ll all get what we want.” She smiled at John and something in her unyielding gaze warned him that what they were about to discuss might not be to his liking.

“Then tell him straight out what you’re after.”

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