Carole Came Back by John Turner (Midwood Books, 1963)
Have no idea who JohnTurner was; he did a handful of Midwoods (exclusively, it seems) like Greg Hamilton, Jess Draper, Vin Fields, Grant Corgan, and Max Collier did. In fact, I suspect that Collier and Turner were the same person, as the writing style is similar. I’m not sure of this yet — need to read a few more books from both to determine this.
The sex is heavier than most Midwoods of this time, like Collier, and the book is well-written, like Collier. While there are no graphic descriptions, Turner lets us know that unusual kinky things are going on “with hands and mouth” that most “normal” people do not experience in bed.
Bob Harper is a businessman in his late 20s, married, no kids. One day he’s in his office and an old college flame calls, Carole — she’s in Boston and wants to see him. Last time he spoke to her, she broke his heart in college by taking off tio Europe and marrying a Swedish guy and having a baby.
Now she has fled Europe and is in Boston, divorcing her hubby, baby in tow, and she wants to rekindle the romance from college with “Robbie.”
Bob is floored — she was the love of his life that he never got over; she showed him kinky and strange things in bed that he’s never asked his wife to do.
He goes to see Carole and of course she seduces him into her hotel room bed — she knows what buttons to push, she knows he is still in love with her and never quite got over her.
Only, he still loves his wife. To make matters worse, his secretary has the hots for him and offers herself in his office. He fires her. To get back, she calls his wife and tells the wife about Carole.
Bob is a mess — he wants to tell Carole to go away but he’s pussy-whipped and weak. His wife decides that the only way to keep him is to do the kinky stuff “with my hands and mouth” that Carole did, and show her husband she can be just as dirty as his old flame.
We never see Carole’s baby — she’s in a hotel room the whole time, but the baby is never around, but may be at her mother’s house, as her mother lives outside Boston.
A curious love-triangle story with an ending that is not quite “happy” but not quite expected either. A recommended vintage relationship novel (not “sleaze”)…I will be reading more Turner, such as The Captive, The Sinners, Christine, and Soft in the Shadows — all which have enticing-sounding story lines.
If anyone knows who John Turner really was (and Max Collier), please speak up!