Obsession: An Erotic Tale
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The marriages of desire . . .
From the multitalented and versatile Gloria Vanderbilt comes a passionate, sensual, witty, and puzzling tale of erotic obsession, beauty, and revenge, told in tandem by two women obsessed with the same man—and, ultimately, with each other.
Talbot Bingham is a renowned architectural genius who, with his formidable wife, Priscilla, creates an architectural community. When he dies unexpectedly in the middle of their tenth wedding anniversary celebration, the devastated Priscilla is left keeper of the flame of Talbot's genius. Going through her husband's archives, she comes unexpectedly upon a pile of neatly tied letters, and the shocking secret of her husband's intimate life—a discovery that shatters the foundation of her soul and spirit.
Obsession explores the mysteries of the human heart and the nature of sexuality and obsession, provoking questions about whom we choose to love, and why. The reader is left to decide if the other woman represents another facet of Priscilla, or if Priscilla her-self has invented the other woman who completed the world her husband so recently inhabited?
fantasies, perverse desires, possessive love, and all other egocentric passions of infancy continue to exist unmodified by civilization or the process of growing up. And what of this Queen Bee in their castle high—Akeru—created by her Master—my Husband? What sort of woman could condone and be partner to this? Is she a chimera? A fire-breathing serpent, a snake with a lion’s body, a second head of an antelope? If I could kill her monstrous guile, as in mythology, by pushing a lump of lead down her
Luna, Volupia, and Galaxy each will have their turn on the dais when you will have opportunity to comment in detail which in your opinion Talbot has most enjoyed fucking. If you select correctly you will spend time being instructed in things I don’t have time to go into right now. If the goddess you select to be your teacher gives you an A-plus I shall deem you worthy to observe a video of Talbot fucking me and then you’ll really learn a thing or two. If not—god help you.” On a whim I suddenly
with his tongue—and oh god—what better way of whiling away an afternoon. Priscilla sees me looking at the chair and comments, “Talbot designed that chair, the fabric too—I often sit there reading.” I went over to the window and looked down at the river as the tugboat Tom Tracy chug-chugged by, projecting myself onto it, imagining I was there and not here. “We love this house,” Priscilla said coming over to stand beside me. “Such a contrast from our other homes—the farm in Maryland, the flat in
were never attracted to her and therefore it was your Queen Bee who first initiated this playful game instead of another. Maybe I shouldn’t be telling you this—might make you think I’m trying to make you jealous—but how could that be when you know I think about your cock all the time? And right now I am so keyed up it’s all I can do to stop getting to my clit. But high on the list of The Rules you have strictly forbidden this minor diversion, even when I haven’t seen you for weeks, and there
life and all my emotional needs, but no matter: now aware of my errors, I’m determined still to continue following The Rules to the letter as Queen of Akeru, with approval of who enters our paradise. Be fair. Never again torment me with the sudden appearance of a Dominique, or the other, whose name I have mercifully forgotten. If bringing them to Akeru without consulting me was a test, you cannot fault me, for I passed it well. And remember it was you bid them leave, finally—not I. But let it be