The Empty Bed

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Sheila Was A Young Widow — Beautiful, Passionate, Lonely!
The Wild Suburban Sex Parties Repelled But Excited Her, A Torrid Affair With A Married Man Left Her Twisted With Guilt, But Nothing Could Still Her Hunger For Love!

Clearly, unrelated to No Empty Bed For Her

From the back:

SHE WAS THE “TARGET FOR TONIGHT” OF EVERY MAN IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD!
Sheila had always behaved herself. She had been a good wife to Dave, faithful and true… but now Dave was gone. Every night she sat alone, staring at her empty bed. The neighbors were helpful — especially thoughtful Joe Mallory, and before she quite knew how it happened, she and Joe were carrying on in a manner that Joe’s wife wouldn’t tolerate. So Sheila turned to Hie free-wheeling suburban fast set. There, every man was convinced she was hungry for love… his kind of love. Reluctantly she let herself be drawn into their strange games, bereft of all decency! Afterward Sheila was sorry… but it was too late then. It was that… or the empty bed.
A BOLD, FRANK STORY ABOUT THE PROBLEMS OF YOUNG WIDOWHOOD!

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Sexurbia County (1960)

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Suburbia, U.S.A. — where during the day wives play — and during the night husbands seek other delight!
What really happens in the swank, ultra-fashionable suburbs of a big city? The answers in this bold, slashing novel will shock — fascinate — and outrage you!

From the back:

A Brutally Frank Novel Of Men Who Leave Their Consciences In The City — And Women Who Check Their Morals At The Supermarket!

I prefer this to the 1964 cover, but it is Maguire, after all. The artwork was later reused for Make Sure I Win

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Bedroom Windows

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A community incensed by an anonymous peeper — who made use of what he saw!

From the back:

WHAT THE PEEPER SAW…
—An eighteen-year-old virgin seduced by a salty old sea captain.
—A buxom widow under the spell of a teen-ager who was a fountain of lust.
—An author who would rather rut than write.
Which members of this way-out community were thy “watchers”. . . and which were the “actors”? Poison-pen letters only fanned the sensual flames and the Beach Committee itself quickly lost its own innocence.
This is one story that begged to be written —not in the cold statistics of a Kinsey Report but in the warm-blooded prose of a bold novel. Read Arthur Adlon’s latest, about a section of Suburbia where love is a three-letter word … and anything goes!
PEEPERS WITH CAMERAS … LOVE-MAKING WITH MASKS … SEX VIGILANTES CAUGHT IN THE ACT … HERE IS A NOVEL THAT STARTS WHERE THE CASE-HISTORIES STOP!

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Return of a Cheat

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Four Months After Being Deserted Bu His Wife, He Discovers That Other Women Do Exist And That Variety May Be The Spice Of Life

From the back:

Reid Trombley’s fourth month of unwished-for bachelorhood was interrupted by a novel type of door-to-door salesman. Or rather woman, for indeed it was… the most sensual creature he had ever seen, a Negro girl named Nancy. Nancy’s professed occupation was the sale of subscriptions to so-called ‘sexology’ magazines but, as it turned out, she was hardly averse to practicing what she preached. Especially since Reid was so vulnerable, inasmuch as his wife had deserted him because, she claimed, he had lost it in bed.

But Reid certainly didn’t fail Nancy. As a result of his performance, he was invited to a ‘real swingin’ party in the colored section of town.

Reid was also the target of a pretty Molly Thorne, 16 year old neighbor of Reid’s who fully believed that her destiny in life was a mature man, namely Reid. Molly was also an artist and excelled in painting nudes of her various boyfriends in rather unique positions. Add to our story an aptly named dwarf, Beanie; his girl-friend and their gang of beach assailants; and the homecoming of Reid’s errant wife… along with her newest boyfriend. Not to mention a wayward ballerina named Tara Dean… and Reid’s former block turns into the distinct opposite.

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The Secrets

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The exciting story of a young bank clerk who became a Peeping Tom at night and kept a private ledger on every attractive woman in town.

In his twisted mind, he rationalized his voyeurism as research. Then he fell in love with one of his victims!

From the back:

PROWLER IN SUBURBIA
It was a sleepy suburban town. But when Reed Alvord yielded to his compulsion to peer through windows after nightfall, he soon discovered that the private lives of seemingly:sedate local women were full of excitement. He watched them cheat, lust, and indulge in weird aberrations. The sight of them excited Reed beyond, bounds. Neglecting his own life, he began to use his guilty knowledge to wring sexual favors from other men’s wives.
It took time for Reed to realize how lo he had sunk, how .perverted he had become. He might never, have realized at all—except that he fell in love with one of the women he spied upon.
A NOVEL THAT UNMASKS THE STRANGE SECRET OF SUPPOSEDLY “RESPECTABLE” SUBURBANITES!

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For Women Only

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An uncensored novel probing suburbia’s spreading shame…

This bold and significant book pierces the perfumed curtains of commuterland — unmasks a new and perverse cult!

This entire book can be downloaded here

From the back:

WHEN WOMAN WANTS WOMAN…
BRENDA—too wanton to refuse an affair, too greedy to share one
PAULA—too warm-blooded to be faithful, too wild to be tamed
FLO—too twisted to care, too jaded for a normal womanhood
These were three women with time on their hands and sex on their minds. Their solution? Strange, compulsive trysts that shocked husbands and lovers—and threw into turmoil a community that thought it-self above such perversity!

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