Menage

Menage

Chained to her desk with constant deadlines,
erotic romance author, Claire Miller, enjoys an occasional unwind
at The Key Club, a local hangout for swingers. When she picks the
ménage key, Claire is paired with a couple of hot sex-on-a-stick
hunks who’ll make her naughtiest dreams come true.

Instant attraction make construction workers
Josh Anderson and Levis Jones take notice of the pretty yet timid
woman at the Key Club. She’s a hot dream the two men can’t wait to
experience, and their desire for Claire becomes a pleasure they
don’t want to escape.

Menage

Jan Springer

Published by Spunky Girl Publishing at
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Copyright 2013 Jan Springer

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Cover Art by Fantasia Frog Designs

Edited by RJ Locksley

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Chapter One

“Two very hot sex-on-a-stick studs to your
right,” Claire Miller’s best friend, Sophie Bennett, said beneath
her breath as they stepped into the crowded nightclub nestled in
the outskirts of their Alberta town.

Claire glanced to her right. As she caught
sight of two very muscular men she’d never seen before awareness
flared to life. She loved bulging muscles on a guy and these guys
had tons of them. The men sat at a table just inside the door. They
looked like they could be hunks right out of the erotic romance
novels she wrote. Their faces had strong, well-defined features.
They had dark eyebrows, perfect noses and their cheeks and chin
were dark with a five o’clock shadow giving them a sexy, dangerous
appearance. They had lean bodies and were too good-looking to be
true.

“Oh, break me out a fan and bring me some ice
cubes,” Sophie chuckled as she waved her hand back and forth in
front of her face.

More like a bucket of ice cubes, Claire
thought as she studied them. Those delicious looking muscles
bunched beneath their tight shirts as they lifted their beers and
leisurely sipped while they watched the people on the dance floor.
Their luscious mouths wrapped neatly around the bottle openings and
she imagined their lips sucking on her nipples and their tongues
lashing her clit. Her ass and vagina clenched at the idea of both
men double-penetrating her.

Sophie didn’t know it yet, but Claire had
been preparing for tonight by wearing a butt plug over the past few
days. Hopefully, she would get lucky and pick the ménage key and
end up with a couple of well-hung fellows who looked like those two
men.

“Let’s grab a drink,” Claire said as she
looped her arm through Sophie’s and steered her quickly toward the
bar. Given enough time, Sophie would lead the two of them back to
the hunks and ask them point blank if they were participating in
tonight’s Key Club festivities. That was what she loved about
Sophie. She was bold where Claire was normally reluctant and
cautious. And Claire’s shyness was kicking in big time right now. A
cold drink to douse the flames whipping through her body was in
order. Suddenly she wanted to experience a ménage with those two
men and she wanted it bad.

*****

“Who’s that? I haven’t seen her in here
before.” Josh Anderson’s friend and co-worker Levis Jones nodded
toward the blonde woman eagerly pulling a reluctant and pretty
brunette onto the dance floor.

“The blonde?” Josh asked as he followed
Levis’ gaze.

From the doorway, he could easily make out
the two women amidst the tangle of dancing bodies. The blonde was
very cute donned in a tight dark green dress, however, his interest
lay with the tall brown-haired woman with modest pink highlights
and matching pink lips. Despite acting timid as she slowly gyrated
her wide hips, Josh sensed she was the adventurous type. She had to
be if she was wearing that sultry black lace dress, which
illuminated her generous curves.

“The quiet one with the big blue eyes,” Levis
said.

Bingo. She’d caught his interest too. He’d
spied her a few minutes earlier when he’d passed them while she’d
been grabbing a drink with her friend at the bar.

“Jaxie says Claire comes in to blow off steam
when she’s under a tight deadline,” Josh replied.

Levis laughed. “So you already know her
name?”

“I asked Jaxie about her when I put our names
in for the ménage and you were in the men’s room.”

“I see. So, she has deadlines. What is she, a
reporter? A writer?”

Josh nodded. “Freelance writer. She’s an
author. She writes erotic romance.”

Levis wiggled his eyebrows. “And is Claire
coming here to research?”

“More like needing to get laid if she’s
writing the same stuff my two older sisters have been reading
lately.”

Levis’ grin widened. “Then she’s come to the
right place, hasn’t she?”

“If she is looking for a ménage and picks our
key, then yeah, she’s come to the right place.”

He really hoped she was here for a ménage. He
also hoped she picked their key out of that top hat that Jaxie used
for her ménage nights, because if Claire didn’t…he had the feeling
he wouldn’t be able to have sex with anyone else but her
tonight.

“You really dig her, don’t you?” Levis
grinned and playfully elbowed him in the ribs.

Josh shrugged his shoulders, not able to take
his eyes off her. Already over her initial shyness, Claire was now
moving smoothly and confidently on the dance floor, a total change
from when she’d first been yanked there by the other woman. Claire
was smiling too as her friend kept chatting and not allowing her to
get in a word edgewise. He liked the sweet way Claire smiled. Like
she had a sexy little secret.

Levis slapped him sharply on the back,
jolting him back to reality. “Well, you’ve come to the right man. I
know exactly how we can get her for our ménage tonight.”

“How? Jaxie says she hasn’t put her name
in.”

Levis glanced around, making sure no one was
listening to their conversation.

“If Claire does put her name in for the
ménage, Jaxie has a trick top hat she uses. If a guy wants a
particular girl to pick the key to his room, Jaxie can rig the hat
so when it’s that girl’s turn to pick a key, the right key pops out
the side of the hat and sticks out above the other keys like a sore
thumb. In most cases, the chick will grab that key.”

“Do you think Jaxie will do that for us
too?”

“Damn straight she will. She’s a sucker for
matchmaking. How do you think so many people end up in permanent
relationships after leaving here? Come on, let’s go and find her.
If Claire puts her name in for a ménage, chances are really good we
can get her with Jaxie’s help.”

Excitement pounded through Josh. It was a
weird way to do it, but he couldn’t wait to meet Claire and he
couldn’t wait to see her naked and all splayed out for him, ready
to be taken.

“Okay, let’s do it.”

*****

Heat from nearby bodies trapped Claire,
threatening to suffocate her as she writhed to the pounding
jungle-like music. She wished she could get off the dance floor,
find those two guys and climb into bed with them. But after she and
Sophie had grabbed their drinks, disappointment had rocked her when
she’d noticed her cute hunks had disappeared. Silently, she vowed
that if she got a second chance at talking to them, she would
boldly take it.

“It looks like those two cutie pies are going
to be part of the ménage Key Club tonight,” Sophie shouted.

Claire perked up at her friend’s mention of
the guys.

“They were watching us for a bit and then
they went into the room. A few minutes later they came back out and
went through the doorway that leads upstairs,” Sophie
explained.

The room Sophie was talking about was the
area where people interested in participating in tonight’s Key Club
adventure had been instructed to go and sign up for the event.
Upstairs were the rooms people went to have sex.

“Why didn’t you say something?” Claire
frowned. She’d been keeping an eye on their table waiting for them
to come back. Obviously, she’d been looking in the wrong area.

“Because I didn’t want you to turn around and
give away that I was keeping an eye on them. Word has it they’re
the men who will be in tonight’s only ménage event.”

A wicked flare of excitement shot through
Claire. Second chance, here I come.

She grabbed Sophie’s arm and yanked her off
the dance floor.

“What the hell are you doing?” Sophie called
out as Claire maneuvered them between the crowded tables and
yapping customers.

“Putting our names in for tonight’s Key
Club.”

Sophie’s eyes flared with surprise and Claire
couldn’t stop herself from laughing. This must be how Sophie felt
whenever she decided to be daring. Giddy and crazy. Gosh, she’d
never felt so free and easy-going before. She needed to be
adventurous more often.

“I thought you knew what tonight was? It’s
ménage night,” Sophie said, shaking her head. “You’ve never been
interested in a ménage before.”

“So?”

“You’ve always been a one-guy woman.”

“It’s time for a change.”

Sophie’s eyes twinkled with amusement. But
Claire could tell Sophie was pleased.

“Are you out of your mind?” her friend asked
as she giggled and stopped resisting Claire’s tugs.

“Shit, I think I have finally found my mind,”
Claire laughed as they entered the room to sign up for a chance at
the ménage.

Chapter Two

“Oh my gosh, Claire! You got the
three-hearted key,” Sophie gasped about half an hour later as
Claire held up the key she’d picked from the tall black hat.

Because Claire had been the last girl on the
list, she’d been told to go last. The rules were simple. The women
kept selecting keys from the deep dark hat until the ménage key was
picked. She’d pulled out the right one and her legs began to
tremble with excitement as she gazed at the gorgeous red key with
the three hearts intertwined.

“You win the ménage tonight, Claire.” Jaxie
Smarts, the club owner, winked.

From the grudging looks on the other women’s
faces, Claire knew she was the envy of the night.

“This way, Claire.” Jaxie tilted her head
toward the back door that led to the stairs. “And bring the key so
you can get into the ménage room.”

Claire nodded as exhilaration shot through
her. She waved goodbye to Sophie, who grinned happily, and then
Claire quickly followed Jaxie. The petite red-haired woman smiled
as if she had a secret. But before Claire could ask, Jaxie was
climbing the stairs two at a time. It seemed she was suddenly in
quite the hurry.

“Those women are pissed because they missed
out on the two cute guys you were staring at,” Jaxie laughed as a
moment later they strolled along the upstairs hallway.

Oh shoot! Had everyone noticed that she’d
been ogling the guys when she first walked into the club?

“They’re self-employed too, just like you.
They are construction workers and they own their own business.
Well-hung by the looks of them. From the eager expressions on those
boys’ faces they’ve got a lot of pent-up energy from a hard week of
working on that construction site in the next town.”

Claire blew out a tense breath. That would
make three of them looking to release sexual energy. She’d been
locked in her house working on back-to-back deadlines for weeks.
Her stories had excited her so much, masturbating had finally
failed to take the edge off. Then she’d encountered writer’s block.
That was when she’d come to the conclusion she needed some hot wild
sex so she could unwind and get back to work in order to meet some
more upcoming deadlines. That’s when she decided she’d better get
some use out of her membership at the club.

Jaxie showed her to the ladies’ changing
room.

“I’ll give you the usual drill about the Key
Club. As you already know everyone is regularly tested for STD’s
before and during membership at this club. Background checks are
done on everyone to ensure mental stability and you know they
aren’t a hundred percent foolproof. But these guys checked out and
a close friend knows them personally. She vouches for them and says
they’re good boys. So you can just relax and have a great time.
You’ll find a freshly laundered robe inside your locker along with
a pair of throwaway slippers.” Jaxie gave her the locker key, and
to Claire’s surprise, the woman placed a pale pink envelope onto
the nearby bench. She tapped the letter a few times with her
extra-long red polished fingernails and a smile whispered across
her plump red lips.