| Author: | Lydia J. Farnham | ISBN: | 9781498910682 |
| Publisher: | Lydia J. Farnham | Publication: | May 13, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Lydia J. Farnham |
| ISBN: | 9781498910682 |
| Publisher: | Lydia J. Farnham |
| Publication: | May 13, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Jenna’s new boss, Mr. Steele, has been flirting with her at the office. He knows she’s married and he doesn’t care, but Jenna surprises him by letting him know that she and her husband Randy have an arrangement for this kind of thing. They show up at Mr. Steele’s enormous mansion for an evening of fun, but Jenna is feeling doubly naughty, and ends up breaking the rules again and again whenever she gets a chance.
Extract –
"Can I get you a drink?" Mr. Steele asked, wandering over to the bar.
"Are you trying to get me drunk, Mr. Steele?" Jenna said, teasing.
"Martin, please Jenna," he said. "We're not at work. Martin is just fine. And yes, I'm definitely trying to get you a bit drunk. Myself, too."
"Well thanks Martin," Jenna said, and sidled up to him at the bar, plunking her glass down in front of him and pressing her breasts into his back. "I'll just have whatever you're having."
Randy flopped down on a great sofa, and watched the two of them.
"Should Randy have anything?" Mr. Steele said, throwing a glance at him.
"I don't see why not," she said. "Just give him whatever."
"Well," he said, "I am the host after all. It would be rude not to offer him a decent beverage."
He poured a glass full of something dark and walked over to Randy.
"Single malt, 1964. I think you'll find it acceptable."
Randy thanked him. He took a sip and nodded.
"Very nice."
But Mr. Steele was already walking up to Jenna again. He took her hand and led her to another couch.
Soon they began kissing and caressing one another. Randy sipped his whiskey and watched quietly.
Jenna’s new boss, Mr. Steele, has been flirting with her at the office. He knows she’s married and he doesn’t care, but Jenna surprises him by letting him know that she and her husband Randy have an arrangement for this kind of thing. They show up at Mr. Steele’s enormous mansion for an evening of fun, but Jenna is feeling doubly naughty, and ends up breaking the rules again and again whenever she gets a chance.
Extract –
"Can I get you a drink?" Mr. Steele asked, wandering over to the bar.
"Are you trying to get me drunk, Mr. Steele?" Jenna said, teasing.
"Martin, please Jenna," he said. "We're not at work. Martin is just fine. And yes, I'm definitely trying to get you a bit drunk. Myself, too."
"Well thanks Martin," Jenna said, and sidled up to him at the bar, plunking her glass down in front of him and pressing her breasts into his back. "I'll just have whatever you're having."
Randy flopped down on a great sofa, and watched the two of them.
"Should Randy have anything?" Mr. Steele said, throwing a glance at him.
"I don't see why not," she said. "Just give him whatever."
"Well," he said, "I am the host after all. It would be rude not to offer him a decent beverage."
He poured a glass full of something dark and walked over to Randy.
"Single malt, 1964. I think you'll find it acceptable."
Randy thanked him. He took a sip and nodded.
"Very nice."
But Mr. Steele was already walking up to Jenna again. He took her hand and led her to another couch.
Soon they began kissing and caressing one another. Randy sipped his whiskey and watched quietly.
