Boardwalk Affairs (Susanna part two)

I have a new book out, which is the sequel to Susanna’s Affairs. It’s just as fun, filthy, and retro. It takes place down at the beach in a small boardwalk town, where Nicholas and Susanna get into a friendly competition over who can have the most (and best) liaisons. As always, things get a bit out of hand for the swinging couple as they struggle to communicate and connect throughout the extra-curricular activities.

You can find it on all the big retailers here. 

And here’s a bit from the book:

“Look, maybe we can start over?I know we’ve both had stressful weeks–months if we’re honest–and we each decompress in different ways. I love you Susanna, and I don’t like being this way. We’re here, and the house is lovely, the ocean is beautiful, and I have the most incredible wife in the world. Can we start over and let everything be alright?”

“I suppose,” Susanna said looking over at her husband with a sly grin. “Under one condition.”

“And what’s that?” Nicholas said, bracing for more complications.

“Only if you open another bottle of wine and tell me the truth about your visit to the beach.”

“It’s a deal,” he said with relief. “But only if you promise to tell me about your walk. We’re too close to keeping secrets again. And besides, you know how I love your stories.”

“Just remember it’s not a competition,” she said, standing up and embracing him. He hugged her back, and they pecked each other on the lips before he vanished into the house to fetch a new bottle of wine. Susanna sat back down again and let her hand fall between her legs. Luckily she had not gotten excited enough for it to show through her thin dress, but her heart was still beating quickly and she felt more alive than only an hour before. And if Nicholas was going to make an effort, then she supposed she could as well. After all, what was the point of being on vacation if not to let go?

“Well then,” he said, sitting back down with an open bottle of Pinot Noir. “Which one of us should go first? Should we toss a coin for it?”

“No, I’ll go because I was the one being a brat about it, and you know me better than I do myself. I’m sorry about all of it. I suppose I didn’t realize how much pressure I’ve been under. All that I’ve been able to think about these past weeks has been arriving here, and now that I’m here I’m just looking for something to make it feel real.”

“And did you find that on the boardwalk?” Nicholas asked with a grin. He moved his chair closer to hers, and reached out and took her hand. His smile was familiar and welcoming. With just one look Susanna knew she could tell him anything in the world and he would love her all the more for it.

“It was a start,” she said leaning in closer. “Mostly it was full of teenagers in skimpy swimwear and old timers out for their constitutionals.”

“But?”

“Well, a rather handsome man did seem to find me somewhat quickly as soon as I sat down. He owns one of the restaurants in town, although come to think of it, I never did get its name. Anyway, he offered to take me for a short walk, and I have to say I did underestimate him at first. Once I told him I was married, I thought he might back off, at least to a respectable distance, but instead, it seemed to fuel him all the more.”

“I can hardly imagine. And where, pray tell, did he take you?” Nicholas did love hearing her stories, and while it was true that they had not had sex in more than two weeks, they always found themselves more amorous after discovering someone new. While he felt some jealousy, it also stirred in him a sudden and nearly uncontrollable desire for his wife.

“Would you believe he has a small cottage just a block from the beach?”

“Well, that does sound like he was direct!”

“It wasn’t all that, to be honest. We sat on his porch for a few moments, and I suppose I let him kiss me.”

“Just a kiss, my dear?” Nicholas asked.

“Well, since I was so stubborn and refused to admit that you might be correct, not all that much was on the table. Why is it you know me so well?”

“You can’t stop there!” Her husband exclaimed. Susanna had a tendency to toy with him and he found that his imagination was often far more extravagant than the troubles she usually got into.

“We kissed on his porch as I said, and he did manage to get a hand under my dress.”

Susanna got up and slid over to her husband’s lap before continuing her story.

“He was quite talented with his fingers,” she whispered as she touched his cheek. “He parted my thighs and kissed me right there on his porch where anyone could see us, and I nearly came. In less than a minute he had pulled himself from his trousers and placed my hand on his erection. It was difficult to focus, but I managed to toy with him through our kisses and his finger work.”

“There’s my girl,” Nicholas said, sliding his hand beneath her dress, up her thigh, and then against her warm sex. She wore nothing under the thin cotton and he parted her lips with a practiced familiarity.

“All the while he kept whispering in my ear about how he wanted me. He told me he would take me right there by the street, and he would make me scream until the neighbors complained. He said he wanted to fuck me a hundred times, and when I dropped to my knees, I suspect both of us were close to finishing.”

“And did he?” Nicholas asked, touching her with more and more force and attention. “Did you let him fuck you right there? Did you let him have his way with you?”

Read the First Chapter of Susanna: an erotic account of one woman’s indiscretions

From the Description:

Susanna and Nicholas have a delightfully open marriage in which they promise to keep no secrets. But after a brief tryst on the train back to New York, Susanna finds herself longing for someone she barely knows. While she confesses part of her affair, she leaves out the details that she quickly obsesses over. Back in the city, she and her husband return to their hedonistic lifestyle full of champagne, new lovers, and games of one-upmanship, but Susanna can’t get the man from the train out of her mind…

You can preview the first couple chapters below:

 

Beach and Boardwalk Smut for the Summer

I’m about halfway through (just over 15K words) the sequel to Susanna’s Affairs, so of course, I had to take a break and start playing with covers.

So far they’ve gotten to the beach, blown some dudes (okay one each) and gotten blackmailed by a couple of sisters. I guess we’ll see where it goes!

Here’s a preview of my super rough draft, cause why the hell not:


“It wasn’t really all that, to be honest. We sat on his porch for a few moments, and I suppose I let him kiss me.”

“Just a kiss, my dear?” Nicholas asked.

“Well, since I was so stubborn and refused to admit that you might be correct, not all that much was on the table. Why is it you know me so well?”

“You can’t stop there!” Her husband exclaimed. Susanna had a tendency to toy with him and he found that his imagination was often far more extravagant than the troubles she usually got into.

“We kissed on his porch like I said, and he did manage to get a hand under my dress.”

Susanna got up and slid over to her husband’s lap before continuing her story.

“He was quite talented with his fingers,” she whispered as she touched his cheek. “He parted my thighs and touched me right there on his porch where anyone could see us, and I nearly came right then. In less than a minute he had pulled himself from his trousers and placed my hand on his erection. It was difficult to focus, but I managed to toy with him through our kisses and his finger work.”

“There’s my girl,” Nicholas said, sliding his hand beneath her dress, up her thigh, and then against her warm sex. She wore nothing under the thin cotton and he parted her lips with a practiced familiarity.

“All the while he kept whispering in my ear about how he wanted to fuck me. He told me he would take me right there by the street, and he would make me scream until the neighbors complained. He said he wanted to fuck me a hundred times, and by the time I dropped to my knees, I suspect both of us were close to finished.”

“And did he?” Nicholas asked, touching her with more and more force and attention. “Did you let him fuck you right there? Did you let him fill this perfect cunt of mine?”

“I wanted to,” she moaned, as her husband worked his fingers inside her. “I wanted to so badly, but I was stubborn and had told you I wouldn’t, so instead I took him into my mouth as I touched myself. Please don’t stop.”

“Did you tell him?” he asked, his fingers moving up to her clitoris just as she liked. “Did you tell him you wanted him too? Did you tell him you wanted to fuck him but you promised your husband that you wouldn’t?”

“Yes,” she moaned, kissing his neck and his ear as she writhed on his lap, his other hand now on her neck as he held her tightly. “I told him I wanted him inside me. I told him I wanted to fuck him, but I couldn’t. Not yet.”

“And did that make him come, my dear? Did your words make him come.”

“It was my mouth,” Susanna moaned, feeling herself about to let go. “I sucked him into my throat and ran my hand up and down his length. He was so thick and so hard that it was all I could do to resist. Finally, I moved up and down so quickly that he called out, and before I could do anything at all, he was coming in my mouth until I nearly gagged from it.”

“Such a good girl,” Nicholas said, squeezing her harder as he continued touching her. He could tell she was close, but she needed just one more push. “When will you fuck him?”

“What do you mean?” she asked, as she clenched around his fingers.

“Tell me when you’ll give in. I want you to decide right now. To make a plan for it. I want you to tell me right this moment when you’ll go back to his house, crawl onto his lap and take his cock inside you until you come. Tell me now!”

“In the morning,” she moaned as she started to come. Nicholas let up on her throat just enough for her to gasp for air, but his fingers never stopped. “I’ll fuck him tomorrow. I can’t wait any longer….”

Susanna’s Affairs is out!

My newest novella is out and it’s a dirty ride. I think I said before that it started as an homage to Emmanuelle and it still has some of that feel. It takes place in New York in the 1960’s, and it’s decadent, lush, and redefines the meaning of tension.

Susanna returns to the city after spending much of the summer in the country. After a quick encounter on the train home, however, Susanna finds herself unsatisfied yet completely intrigued. As she settles in once more to home life, she helps her husband seduce a new friend and quickly takes the young woman under her wing. But even amidst all her games and liaisons, she is still searching for her “man in the gray suit.”

But what will happen if she finds him?

The book includes group sex, seduction, edging, true love, bisexual men and women, an eighteen-year-old ingenue, unprotected sex, and probably a bunch of other dirty things I can’t list. What I mean to say is, it’s a very fun and very dirty book with some smart insights thrown in for good measure.

Here’s a snippet from the book that’s especially fun:

“Come here my dear,” she said in her most demanding tone. The girl sighed and finally got up. She had quickly become used to doing as Susanna asked, although it was still sometimes a struggle that played out between them, much to the delight of her husband and Jack. She took her shoulders in her hands and stood the girl directly in front of the startled man who could do nothing but look at her with a clear expression of both terror and lust on his face.

“My young friend here is quickly learning the pleasures of love and also the love of pleasure, isn’t that right, Kitten? Now if you’d like to help me with her education, I’m sure we might find a way to thank you for carrying this letter down in such nasty hot weather.”

“That’s not necessary,” he said, as Teresa squirmed in her hands, not actually protesting, but clearly beginning to pout.

“But of course it is,” she said, pushing the girl even closer to him. “And besides, think of it as doing me a favor. I’ve become worried that our little friend here is closing herself off to new experiences, and hoarding her charms in the grip of just one man, which as we all know isn’t healthy for anyone. Now hold still.”

And with that, she removed the last vestige of the girl’s modesty, leaving her perfectly naked in front of the messenger, who was clearly and visibly impressed. Without another word, Susanna pushed the girl to her knees, before gently combing her hair with her fingers.

“Now there’s a good girl,” she said, even as her friend whined just a bit. “You know what to do.”

Teresa, to her credit, reached up her hands and opened the man’s trousers, to find him already quite hard and ready. She played with him in her hands for just a moment, pulling the skin back and forth, exposing his thick head, before she opened her pink lips around him and took him into her mouth. She had practiced considerably with Jack, but taking the entire thing into her throat was still something of a challenge. But Susanna was impressed with the girl’s effort all the same, and the messenger was immensely pleased by what was happening.

After three or four minutes of watching the girl take him into her mouth, it became clear that Teresa was doing everything she could to bring about his release. She must have assumed that if she finished him there, she might be spared other indiscretions and therefore remain somewhat faithful to her new lover. Since that was the exact opposite of what Susanna wanted, she immediately pulled the gasping girl up to her feet and brought her to the couch where she pushed her to her back and opened her legs.

“I think you’ll find this a better fit,” she said to the man, who was eagerly kneeling and nodding his agreement. Susanna reached out and stroked him herself, eventually leaning in so she might taste him for a moment, before she rubbed him against the open sex of her blonde friend. There is always a beautiful thrill in taking a new man within you, but the thrill of helping two others accomplish the same task, was one that Susanna was quickly finding herself attached to. She had so far only watched her husband and Jack take the girl, and this third man, a perfect stranger, was somehow more delicious just for that fact alone.

Teresa squirmed once more, but finally allowed her friend to guide the messenger inside her, her body easily accepting him. She was more wet than she would have liked to admit, and while he was by no means small, he slid inside her with one thrust and held himself there against her, trying to catch his breath. He finally leaned in further, and began to kiss the girl on the mouth as he moved faster and faster, his goal clear and quickly approaching. Teresa moaned through their kisses, especially when Susanna worked her hand between them, rubbing her clitoris as the man fucked her, until both participants were close to finishing, in spite of someone’s initial resistance…

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