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  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 Smashwords

  Copyright 2013 Jan Springer

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  Cover Art by Fantasia Frog Designs

  Edited by RJ Locksley

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  This is a work of fiction. Characters, places, settings and events presented in this book are purely of the author’s imagination and bear no resemblance to any actual person, living or dead or to any actual events, places and/or settings.

  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.

  “For you, Claire. From your two gentlemen,” she said and before Claire could ask questions, Jaxie quickly left.

  The silence was overwhelming as she eyed the envelope. This was an interesting turn of events. No guy had given her a letter before when she’d come here to participate in some hot one on one sex with a guy. But this time she was having her first ménage so perhaps the letter contained instructions?

  She quickly slipped out of her clothing.

  She found her assigned locker and donned the fresh scented robe and warm slippers. Then she locked up her clothing and dropped the key into the robe pocket. Unable to stall any longer, she picked up the envelope. She loved the color. It matched the pink streaks in her hair. The envelope smelled nice too. A delicate apple-blossom scent. After opening it, she pulled out a white sheet of paper and scrawled in bold handwriting were the words:

  Lovely lady,

  We are honored to be at your service tonight. Your safe word is PINK. Use it freely anytime you may feel uncomfortable. We are here to pleasure and to please and we eagerly look forward to meeting you.

  When you reach our room, sit in the specially designed chair and put on the supplied blindfold. We will see you in a few short moments.

  Yours,

  Josh and Levis.

  Josh and Levis. She liked those names. But what was this specially designed chair they mentioned? It sounded intriguing. And she needed to remember the safe word. Not that she would forget, especially since the letter had come in a pink envelope. This letter had been a sweet gesture and now she needed to take one last look to make sure she looked good for them.

  As she gazed into a nearby mirror, she gasped at the rosy blush staining her cheeks and the erotic way her shoulder-length hair was tangled. She looked bedroom-sensual and ready for sex. And gosh, was she ever nervous.

  Claire closed her eyes and took a few deep, slow breaths and tried to ignore the wild pounding of her heart.

  Oh boy. Soon she was going to walk right into the middle of one of her erotic romance scenes and she could only hope she could live up to how confidently all her heroines had handled their ménages.

  Taking another deep breath for encouragement, Claire then shoved her letter into the robe pocket and tugged her robe tighter around her. She grabbed the room key and headed down the hall in search of the right room. As she passed closed doors, soft moans from women and erotic grunts from men whispered through the air.

  Her heart picked up speed as her anticipation and apprehension mingled together. Oh dear, soon she would be one of the women moaning. She swallowed nervously and wished for a drink to soothe her dry throat.

  The door she was searching for was at the end of the hall. It had the same three intertwined hearts design as her key. With tremb
ling fingers she slipped the key into the hole and turned. The door opened and hesitantly she stepped inside.

  The room looked cozy and a warm breeze whispered against her. The men weren’t here, thankfully. She needed a few moments of alone time to get her bearings. She couldn’t believe she was going through with this. But she was. She hoped her first ménage was as good as she’d always imagined it would be.

  In the middle of the room stood an odd wooden chair with stirrups that flared out to the sides. Claire grinned. It was like something she would write about. A sex chair designed to make it easier for a man to arouse a woman, or in this case two men to arouse her.

  The seat was tilted backward and it had a large horseshoe-shaped opening in it allowing one of the men to have access to her ass from below with his hands, fingers or his tongue and the other man to have easy access to her vagina from the front. Ingenious contraption.

  Overhead, eyelets and hooks were bolted along several areas of the ceiling. A few metal loops with several chains hung off hooks on a couple of the walls. Beside the sex chair lay a table-tray full of lubes and packaged toys including vibrators, dildos and other paraphernalia. She sighed with relief when she saw a small refrigerator in one corner. Opening the door, she helped herself to a cold bottled water.

  Sipping the drink, she surveyed the rest of the room. A king-sized bed complete with pink satin sheets and a puffy black comforter was set beneath the room’s only window. The numerous pillows on the bed were also black. The color combination was smart and she liked it instantly.

  Upon finishing the water, she tossed the empty bottle into a nearby waste basket and slipped off her slippers. As she neared the sex chair, she spied the blindfold. It was black as well.

  Okay, Claire, quit stalling. Get on that chair and let’s have some fun!

  Taking a deep breath, she slid off her robe and placed it on a nearby bed post. She sat on the chair, surprised at how warm and smooth the wood felt as it edged around the outside of her butt cheeks. She could feel the air whisper against the bared part of her ass through that empty area of the seat.