…so Sunday night I was chatting with a fan – a baby boomer, like us – who told me she’d just downloaded Who’s the Coach? from our Swinging Games series at Extasy Books. She’d been reading it with her husband – she said they got to the end of a paragraph, looked at each other, nodded, and headed off to the bedroom for some fun of their own!
I have no idea which paragraph did the trick, but that’s exactly what hubs and I hope happens when someone reads our fiction with a partner.
Here’s a snippet about the series and the book:
What’s a girl to do? Happily married with all her children grown, Jennifer Andrews has finally figured out she’s bi-sexual – but just turning on to hot f/f fiction and videos isn’t enough. She wants the real thing, and she wants to share it with Brett. Addition sounds so much better than subtraction. Will the swing lifestyle be the answer they’re seeking? They’re determined to find out.
Who’s the Coach?
Take on a newbie couple? Intrigued by the fact that both partners are bi, Brett and Jen Andrews accept the request of the much younger inter-racial couple to mentor them into the swing lifestyle. The tables are quickly turned when the new couple pushes boundaries and fulfills fantasies Brett and Jen only dreamed of!
So here’s a sample for you – maybe it’s the one!
“So,” Jen murmured, brushing the back of her hand against the growing bulge in Brett’s pants. “Did you get a little turned on talking about our young lovers?”
“You could say that,” he said, as she cupped his balls. “And you?”
“Oh, I started to cream as soon I saw this package had that hungry look about it. Would you like to play a little, or do you want to wait until we play with them on Saturday?”
“It’s only Wednesday night. I’ll have plenty of recovery time.” Brett cupped Jen’s chin and kissed her softly. “Besides, you’ll always be number one. No matter how good someone else is, you always provide a little extra. So do you want to go upstairs?”
“I think that’s what they call love.” She interlaced her fingers with his. “The family room will do quite nicely. Why don’t we do a pool table fuck? We haven’t done that for quite a while.” She squeezed his balls. “You bring along the cue stick and balls. I’ve got the pocket.”
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