1
/
of
1
Marlo Peterson
Between Me and You (Hot and Sexy Affairs)
Between Me and You (Hot and Sexy Affairs)
Regular price
$2.99 USD
Regular price
Sale price
$2.99 USD
Shipping calculated at checkout.
Quantity
Couldn't load pickup availability
Cheaters have more fun.
In these sexy tales, readers will get a titillating look into the lives of steamy affairs.
In “My Boss’ Christmas Party”, a web of betrayal, deceit and hot sex is woven together when Tim hires Karen, a young and vivacious woman to be his secretary. The employees see their chemistry. Tim’s wife, Donna is more suspicious than she’s been throughout the course of their marriage. These elements blend together to create an explosion during the week of the holiday, in which Tim and Karen are on fire for each other, having marathon sex sessions all over any object in their sight.
The two women will finally meet at the Christmas party, the same party where Karen wants to sneak away show Tim her naughty little Santa’s helper lingerie. Will this Christmas be hot, dangerous, merry, or all of the above?
EXCERPT:
“Merry Christmas, boss,” she said.
Karen had been at the company for a year, but was easily the youngest woman that worked there. She would catch dirty looks from other women at the company, who had spread rumors that she was sleeping with the boss.
If only they knew…
She and Tim had been sneaking around for the last two or three months. It was easy to plan it out, since Karen was his secretary. She’d often schedule “work dinners” for them on the company credit card to make it look legit. They’d also book hotel rooms a couple hours out of town for “seminars.”
That’s the life you lived when you had the boss’ affection, and Karen didn’t mind it one bit. He got to ravage her whenever he felt the need, and Karen got some awesome sex, not to mention the freedom to travel and do things she wouldn’t have otherwise been able to.
“Why don’t you hit those lights, come over here and break that candy cane off in my mouth, daddy,” Karen said.
In “A Private Affair,” Michael is a dashing young billionaire getting ready for an important speech. When his assistant comes to his door, she’s none the wiser that Tiffany, Michael’s little nympho, an ebony beauty, is on her knees with a mouthful, swirling her tongue and helping him forget all about his nerves.
The beginning of this arrangement was sexy—Tiffany was a bartender at an airport hotel, and Michael had a sweet tooth for chocolate when in town on business. It was so good that he put her on the payroll and takes her all over the world with him.
They’re on a collision course that’s set to explode in sweet, sexy, naughty, nasty, kinky ebony and ivory lust-filled sexcapades.
EXCERPT:
“This drink was good, but I want something else that’s behind the bar,” he said, taking a sip of his drink and locking eyes with Tiffany in a cocky grin.
She smiled, not catching on to his innuendo at first.
“Sure. Do you know what the drink is called or what is in it?” she asked.
“It’s called a chocolate bunny,” Michael said, casually leaning back in his seat.
“A chocolate bunny? I don’t think I’ve heard of that one,” she said.
“It’s a tall drink. One that I’ve wanted to put my mouth on ever since I started traveling to this city,” he said.
Tiffany got the point. She smiled and blushed.
“Oh, I see,” she said.
“That can be arranged.”
Michael finished his drink and popped an ice cube into his cheeks, before sliding a crisp bill onto the counter for a hefty tip. He reached into his pocket and took out a room key, sliding it on top of the money.
“It’s the presidential suite. You know how to find me,” Michael said
In these sexy tales, readers will get a titillating look into the lives of steamy affairs.
In “My Boss’ Christmas Party”, a web of betrayal, deceit and hot sex is woven together when Tim hires Karen, a young and vivacious woman to be his secretary. The employees see their chemistry. Tim’s wife, Donna is more suspicious than she’s been throughout the course of their marriage. These elements blend together to create an explosion during the week of the holiday, in which Tim and Karen are on fire for each other, having marathon sex sessions all over any object in their sight.
The two women will finally meet at the Christmas party, the same party where Karen wants to sneak away show Tim her naughty little Santa’s helper lingerie. Will this Christmas be hot, dangerous, merry, or all of the above?
EXCERPT:
“Merry Christmas, boss,” she said.
Karen had been at the company for a year, but was easily the youngest woman that worked there. She would catch dirty looks from other women at the company, who had spread rumors that she was sleeping with the boss.
If only they knew…
She and Tim had been sneaking around for the last two or three months. It was easy to plan it out, since Karen was his secretary. She’d often schedule “work dinners” for them on the company credit card to make it look legit. They’d also book hotel rooms a couple hours out of town for “seminars.”
That’s the life you lived when you had the boss’ affection, and Karen didn’t mind it one bit. He got to ravage her whenever he felt the need, and Karen got some awesome sex, not to mention the freedom to travel and do things she wouldn’t have otherwise been able to.
“Why don’t you hit those lights, come over here and break that candy cane off in my mouth, daddy,” Karen said.
In “A Private Affair,” Michael is a dashing young billionaire getting ready for an important speech. When his assistant comes to his door, she’s none the wiser that Tiffany, Michael’s little nympho, an ebony beauty, is on her knees with a mouthful, swirling her tongue and helping him forget all about his nerves.
The beginning of this arrangement was sexy—Tiffany was a bartender at an airport hotel, and Michael had a sweet tooth for chocolate when in town on business. It was so good that he put her on the payroll and takes her all over the world with him.
They’re on a collision course that’s set to explode in sweet, sexy, naughty, nasty, kinky ebony and ivory lust-filled sexcapades.
EXCERPT:
“This drink was good, but I want something else that’s behind the bar,” he said, taking a sip of his drink and locking eyes with Tiffany in a cocky grin.
She smiled, not catching on to his innuendo at first.
“Sure. Do you know what the drink is called or what is in it?” she asked.
“It’s called a chocolate bunny,” Michael said, casually leaning back in his seat.
“A chocolate bunny? I don’t think I’ve heard of that one,” she said.
“It’s a tall drink. One that I’ve wanted to put my mouth on ever since I started traveling to this city,” he said.
Tiffany got the point. She smiled and blushed.
“Oh, I see,” she said.
“That can be arranged.”
Michael finished his drink and popped an ice cube into his cheeks, before sliding a crisp bill onto the counter for a hefty tip. He reached into his pocket and took out a room key, sliding it on top of the money.
“It’s the presidential suite. You know how to find me,” Michael said
Share
