Separate Vacations

by Eric Weber

If you'd been in Mexico that week you might have met David... It hit him the moment he entered the room - the smell of good Mexican dope, the sound of reggae music. The crowd was young, lithe, tanned, beautiful. And yes, as he caught sight of the women who were topless or nearly so, there was the hard, pulsing beat of sex. But what was a rich, happily married architect doing looking for erotic kicks thousands of miles away from his wife and children? If you'd been in Cape Cod you might have met Sara... Here she was on the Cape, with three kids and nothing to do all day but keep house and play tennis. Separate vacations wasn't her idea, in fact, when her husband proposed it she had been deeply hurt. Then one day on the tennis court she discovered what doubles is all about.

376 pages, Paperback

First published November 1, 1979

Reviews

[DoctorM · Rating 3 out of 5]

What can I say? A novel written back in that strange era of late-'70s sex, and written by a man who was one of the forerunners of the PUA movement. Still, for all its conflicted mash-up of '70s libertinism, underlying puritanism, fairly open misogyny, and upper-middle-class ennui, it still has a few very hot scenes and some good lines. Not awful, sporadically hot, and worth reading on a summer afternoon if you're listening to bad disco.

[Carey · Rating 2 out of 5]

Total smut. Fun, naughty read.