This is a love story. With lots of sex.
Okay I admit it. I'm sexually naïve, thirty eight years old, divorced, no kids. My name is Morgan Reynolds. I'm trying hard to break away from my predictable life and my mother. I'm desperate and proclaim a new mantra. This will be the year of Why Not.
Then I meet successful, handsome Dominick Chandler who seems emotionally distant and starkly forthright. Later, I text the usual 'getting-to-know-you' questions. "What's the craziest thing you've ever done?" Nick's reply sends me running around my bedroom in a flushed panic. Swingers parties and sex with people watching at clubs? WHAT? Nick wants me - but on his own terms. Shocked and intrigued, in true librarian-style, I research Cosmo, Women's Health, Sex w/Emily, Reddit forums, etc. It's everywhere! Upscale swinging is the new sexual revolution. Nick's daring me to cross the line. I've always been one to resist temptation. Blushing, fingers shaking, I text him, "I'm in. For what, I'm not sure." Why Not, right?
Nick plunges us into the world of sex clubs and public and private parties where we both savor primal passions like never before. Curious and willing, I have my first girl/girl experiences. We even indulge at hotel takeover extravaganzas. So many steamy hot experiences! At a swanky charity event, I discover my boss's wife is into swinging solo. But it's not all fun and games as I question my morals and my motivation. Is this whirlwind of black-tie events, dinners at exclusive restaurants, a trip to Paris, elegance, opulence, and wild sexcapades enough for me?
I try to draw closer to Nick during the year. I repeatedly question myself, 'Can this scorching sexpact even become a relationship?' Nick stays emotionally distant, even after sharing a glimpse into his troubled past. Slowly Nick shares his new found emotions only for tragedy to strike. I am left to decide: a life searching for love, or the thrill of adventure with me calling the shots? Or might I seek both?
Jocelyn thrust her head backward and groaned in frustration. Aroused as she was, all her nerve endings had become very sensitive. She closed her eyes as her arousal left her no choice but to focus completely on the sensitive touch of the metal spoon edging ever closer to her sex. She was ready for him to take her right now. She wanted to feel his finger or the spoon on her clitoris. She wanted to come. She could almost scream in frustration. Tied as she was, there was nothing that she could do herself. How much cream did he still have left to eat...? Just how much closer can he get and still not quite hit my... As his spoon finally ran gently over the tender lips of her vagina, her whole body shivered. Oh my God! That was it. Do it again...!
+ + +
Marc woke up one Sunday morning to find Jocelyn on his doorstep. Someone had given him a gift of this lovely maid to help him with his housework for a year. Who had done it, and why? While Marc tries to find out what is going on, Jocelyn finds out about Marc's dark desires. She pushes him until he brings them out into the light. The tables turn and the cheeky Jocelyn finds herself willingly fulfilling services that go way beyond the initial gift of a little more free time...
+ + +
Note: This is a teaser. The full work is available on Amazon. With 21 out of 32 Chapters, it is quite a long teaster...! Enjoy...;-)