Series: Swinging Games, Book One
Extasy Books: EBook
March, 2009 ASIN: B003XREYXG
Short Story, 5000 words
Cover by Martine Jardin
To spice up their relationship, Brett and Jennifer have just entered the swinging world – will their next encounter live up to their fantasies?
Heat Rating 
Explicit Sex: M/F
REVIEW
Examiner.com 
This story is short and to the point. It allows Jennifer and Brett to explore her growing sexuality and allows them to become closer as husband and wife. They actually get off on the idea of another couple in their bed doing all the naughty things they fantasize doing. Bottom line, I like the story and give it a 4. The story is hot, especially the dirty talk between Jennifer and Brett. Their imagination takes on a life of its own when they get down and dirty. The second installment comes out in June ‘09 and I can’t wait. Don’t let this one pass you by. ~ Acquanetta Ferguson
INTERVIEW
Naughty Little Vamp interviews the Swinging Games heroine, Jen Andrews!
BLURB
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 want 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. Email exchanges are promising but so far no one has delivered the whole package. Will it be Rick and Pam? Even the anticipation is sweet!
EXCERPT
“Is it them?” Jen asked.
“We’ll soon find out.” Brett hit a button. “It’s them.”
“Well, open it. Don’t just sit there.” Jen clutched his left hand as he punched open mail with his right.
She scanned hurriedly. “Yes!” She squeezed Brett’s fingers and he heaved a sigh. “I told you they had a reason for being slow. Read it to me please.”
Brett cleared his throat. “Hi, Jennifer and Brett, Pam and Rick here, so sorry for being slow in getting back to you. Our youngest fell out of a tree and broke his arm. He wasn’t quite the monkey he thought he was. Anyway that crisis is under control now and he has about as many names and drawings on his cast as can possibly fit.
“So back to us. Yes, we’d love to meet you for dinner and see where that might lead, as if we all don’t know. Feb. 22nd works fine for us. My sister will come over and sit with kids. We help each other out that way. No secrets between sisters! No, I’m not that kinky. We share secrets. We don’t play together.
“Rick and I know a hotel between you and Indianapolis that we can vouch for. Nice suites with Jacuzzis and king-sized beds. If that works for you, it certainly works for us. Let us know and we’ll make the reservations just in case. If dinner is a bust, we can cancel and leave without incurring hotel charges, though we highly doubt any of us will be going anywhere after dinner other than directly to the suite for some adult games!
“I’m smacking my lips as I write thinking of Jen. Hubby is hovering over me, breathing pretty hard. Don’t have any doubts about what’s on his mind! And oh, Brett, in case you’re wondering, I’m an equal opportunity player. Any orifice is available for your exploration—though it may take more than one meeting to get around to everything. Now wouldn’t that be a nice problem to solve! Enough for now. Let us know about the hotel. We have you on our calendar. Now we’re going to go to bed and imagine how the two of you will feel snuggled between us. Sweet dreams. Pam and Rick. Son of a bitch!” Brett pushed back from the computer.
“We’re on!” Jennifer leaned down to peck at her husband’s cheek. “Are you ready for this?”