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Sample Scene- Jet Lag

Jet Lag is book 3 in the Neighbours & Lovers series. It is available from Amazon.

Megumi had a big towel wrapped around herself like a dress which came down to just below her knees. It was tucked into itself at the front, looking like the slightest tug would release it. She walked to her space in front of the television and beamed down at them.

“I feel so much better now.” Megumi fluffed up her hair, which was still wet and plastered to her head. “Now, what shall we be doing to keep me from sleeping?”

“Surely we shall be doing each other.” Cassie answered. Megumi shook her head, as if disappointed, when she realised that was an awful pun.

“This is much more the way I am used to seeing you on screen. But I am higher up than the normal view. The camera is about here.” She held her hand at about the height of her navel. “I feel that I am towering over you, up here.” This made her giggle, knowing she was still shorter than them. Coming back from that distraction, she asked, “Would you like to see all of me?”

Of course they would. They nodded eagerly. “I had hoped that would be so.”

Megumi teased fingers along the top of the towel, until she found the edge where it folded over and held itself in place. Tugging at it, she worked it loose, then pulled slowly, until she reached the point of no return, and the makeshift robe dropped to the floor.

She clasped her hands behind her back again, and studied their reactions, hoping they liked what they saw.

They loved what they saw. Noel had long described Megumi as, physically, a scaled down version of Cassie. They had a very similar body shape, with shapely legs, a light curve to the waist, and small, wonderful breasts. Megumi’s skin tone was a warm, light brown, flushed a little darker than normal by the warmth of the shower and sexual excitement. Her belly had a seductive slight roundness to it, curving in toward her crotch.

Cassie noticed what was different from the last time they had seen Megumi on the television screen. She pointed at the skin at the bottom of Megumi’s belly, just above the narrow, neat lit of her sex. “You’ve shaved.”

Megumi couldn’t keep her hands still now, and brushed fingertips across the naked skin where there had been pubic hair before. “Do you like it? I so liked your sexy paipan that I wanted to have my own.”

“Oh, goodness, yes. I want to rub mine against yours. That is hot.” Cassie had reached down, and was stroking the thin material of her knickers over her own shaved crotch.

Noel lifted the waistband of his boxer shorts and gazed inside theatrically. “I’ve only trimmed mine, not shaved it. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Perhaps I can shave it for you. If you trust me enough.” Megumi had taken the two steps necessary to stand right in front of them, legs touching legs.

“When you’re fully recovered from jet lag, I may take you up on that offer.” Noel told her. He reached up, and she took his hand, knowing he would pull her down onto his and Cassie’s laps.

She landed with a happy squeal, and quickly squirmed around until she had her butt on Noel’s lap, and her arms around Cassie’s neck, moving in for a kiss.

Noel had a moment where he couldn’t believe this was really happening. He had his girlfriend to his left, who was kissing, and playing with the breasts of, a woman he had only ever seen on a screen before a few hours earlier. That small and sexy woman had her firm butt neatly nestled between his thighs. He touched her knee, and ran his hand along her thigh, to double check she was really there.

Megumi’s thighs parted. She stretched her legs as far apart as possible in her position, right foot on the arm of the couch, left on the floor. She shivered as Noel’s hand moved to the inside of her thigh, and closer to her crotch. She was definitely real, Noel decided.

He had touched her by proxy during their video chats. She had toys that stood in for him, and she would use them to mimic what Noel and Cassie were doing. Now he had his hands on her for real. Was this as good for her as it was for him? She shifted, trying to lift her crotch up toward his probing fingers. Yes, it was at least as good for her as for him.

Doubly good, possibly. Megumi was getting to touch two people she had loved from the other side of the world for the first time. Noel moved his hand lower, until the fingertips touched the darker skin of her labia. He saw the lips split as he pressed a little lower, and found her warm and wet.

Noel was barely a knuckle length inside Megumi when shivers ran through her. Her lips parted from Cassie’s so that she could loudly voice the pleasure she was feeling.
An orgasm that had started building in Tokyo found its release in shakes and sobs. Cassie and Noel held her just tightly enough to let her ride the climax without throwing herself to the floor. As it subsided, she kissed all over Cassie’s face. When she pulled back, there were tears on her cheeks.

“Are you okay, darling?” Cassie asked, cradling Megumi’s chin.

Megumi wiped the tears away and nodded. “I have been waiting to be with you for so long now. It was an emotional moment for me.”

“And for us.” Noel told her. He hugged her right leg and kissed her knee.


Jet Lag

Available from Amazon.

Halfway around the world, and into their bed.

For months, Cassie and Noel have been carrying on a long distance relationship with Megumi. Their video chats have become ever more intimate and revealing, and they are lovers in every way but one. Cassie has met Megumi in person, but Noel has never even been on the same continent as her.

Now, Megumi is arriving from Japan, for a two month work transfer in the UK. Cassie and Noel are waiting for her at the airport, and they have promised they’ll use their tried and tested jet lag cure on her. They’re going to keep her awake, and active, for as long as possible, to reset her body clock. The best place to do this is the bedroom, of course.

As the three young lovers spend time together, how are they going to adjust to finally fulfilling their fantasies? Can the reality be as good as they’ve imagined?

Jet Lag is a self contained story, but features characters introduced in Cassie Gets It On.


Sample Scene- Portrait

Here’s a snippet from Portrait, book 2 in the Neighbours and Lovers series, which is available from Amazon.

Mark had sat down again. Nicky quickly drained her wine, and held her glass out for him to refill. “No, it’s a lovely idea. I’m here now, anyway. Why don’t we give it a go. I should do some studies for the jungle picture anyway, and you’d have to take your clothes off for them.”

She definitely got braver with alcohol in her. That wasn’t a suggestion she would have made a glass earlier. Mark and Eleanor grinned back as she looked from side to side at them.

“Me first, then. I’ve run out of wine. I should get naked before I’m allowed a refill.” Eleanor said. She pushed herself up from the couch, wobbling a little when upright. “Yes, I definitely need some time out before I have any more wine. Can you help me out of this.” She indicated the zip that ran down the back of her dress.

Nicky looked at Mark, expecting the request to have been aimed at him. He held up his glass and the wine bottle with a sort of shrug, indicating that his hands were full. He immediately made that a lie when he wedged the bottle between his thighs again, and offered to take Nicky’s glass.

Was she being steered into this, directed through the script of Mark and Eleanor’s fantasy? It was possible, but it also seemed that they were feeling their way through this, just the same as she was. They were testing the limits, seeing what they, as well as she, were willing to do. And she wanted to go along with that, because she kept passing what she would have thought were her limits.

Standing behind the taller woman, Nicky took a moment to calm the shiver of nervousness in her hands. She reached up, and plucked at the end of the zip. Pulling it slowly but firmly, she released the little catches one by one, exposing Eleanor’s skin.

Reaching a black bra strap, Nicky slowed. For her, this had now moved to another level. It had become easier to talk about this gorgeous woman getting naked for her, but the vision of underwear signalled that it was about to become a reality. After all the time she had fantasised about it, what was she going to do when she finally saw her old boss with no clothes on? She picked up the pace of release, determined to find out.

When the zip reached its final teeth, Nicky faltered for a moment before releasing it. “Would you do the bra strap whilst you’re there?” Eleanor asked.

Nicky took hold of either side of the strap, moving them together until she felt the change in the tension of the elastic. When she let them go, the hooks and eyes had separated, and the bra released.

Eleanor reached up to stroke the dress from her shoulders. Nicky wanted to stay and watch, but forced herself to walk over to the table, where she had left her bag of art kit. Whilst she was there, she slid the pirate picture back into the folio. She put the bag on the table, opening it to check the contents. She picked out her pencil tin and the smaller of her sketching pads. Only then did she turn to look at Eleanor again.

Eleanor was naked, and just as glorious a sight as Nicky had hoped. She had long, shapely legs, a flat, toned stomach, and perfect breasts. They were full and firm, with just the slightest sag tilting the nipples up to point at the ceiling. Eleanor was fussing with her hair, lifting the lovely globes up to emphasise their attributes.

Nicky’s eyes travelled back down Eleanor’s body, over her belly, past the long, slim navel, to the neatly cropped pubic hair. She didn’t stare any more, resisting the urge to seek out the lips under that hair. She didn’t need to see Eleanor’s sex, she lied to herself.

Eleanor clasped her hands behind her back, thrusting her chest out again. “Am I okay? Do I pass muster as a model?”

“Perfect.” said Nicky, so quietly, she wasn’t sure she could be heard. “Perfect. Just what any artist could want.”

“Should I take my clothes off as well?” Mark asked. Nicky had forgotten he was there.

“Yes. We can do some couples poses. Life drawing is always just one person. I think your idea was really good. Let’s do that.” Nicky caught herself before she rattled on any more.

Mark had already put the wine bottle and glasses aside, as if it hadn’t already been obvious he was lying about his hands being full. He bounced from the seat, taking Eleanor in his arms to kiss her before starting his own strip.

To keep herself from staring, Nicky hurried over to her old seat, and started sorting pencils from her tin. That distraction didn’t last long, and she looked up to find Mark mooning her as he pushed trousers and boxers down his legs. She bit her lip, and glanced at Eleanor, who was smiling as her eyes danced back and forth between the action and reaction of her husband’s disrobing.

“How do you want us?” Eleanor asked, as Mark fought with his shoes.

“Um…. I…. think…. I think I’d like you standing together, fairly relaxed, but like you’re about to kiss. Just moving in, but your lips not quite touching.” That was what Nicky wanted to see, as much as what she wanted to draw. The two were the same, really. “I think that’s….” Mark had turned around, and Nicky had glanced his way, drawn by the movement.

Eleanor looked for the cause of Nicky’s sudden silence. Guessing it involved her husband, she looked down. “Oh dear.”

“I did say it would turn me on.” Mark explained. He made no move to hide his erection. In fact, he placed his hands on his hips and straightened his back, making it more prominent. “I can put it away, if you’d like.”

That sounded like a dare to Nicky. Would she make him put his boxers back on? If they hadn’t talked about this, and he hadn’t hinted it might happen- if someone had just turned around and exposed themselves to her- she would have been straight out the door. Maybe she would have paused long enough to slap them and make sure she had all her things, but that was all. This was different, though.

“Most models don’t get excited when they’re posing. It’s been a while since I saw…. that.” Had that sounded like self pity? She hoped not. “Could I draw it? Later?” She remembered the large cock she kept in her dirty art box. Perhaps it was time for it to have a friend.

“If it’s still around later. Now, how did you say you wanted us?” Mark moved over to his wife’s side and rested a hand on her waist. They turned to each other, she twining her fingers into those of his other hand. His erection wedged between them, and they both looked down for a moment and grinned.

That was almost the pose Nicky wanted to see. Putting her pencils aside, she stood. Without really thinking about it, she laid hands on their backs, and guided them closer. When she remembered she was handling naked people, she let go quickly. More tentatively, she took their arms and moved them together by manipulating them.

“There. Now, move your heads closer. Tilt them. That’s it. Open lips, like you’re about to kiss. Perfect. Can you hold that pose?”


Portrait

Available from Amazon.

Can Nicky paint the perfect partnership?

Nicky left the corporate world to become an artist. It’s been a struggle, but she’s doing okay, and she has some wonderful friends. Her sideline selling antiques with her housemate is a nice little earner as well.

When she meets her old boss- the woman she had a massive, unrequited crush on all the time they worked together- things promise to get very interesting. Eleanor and her hot husband Mark are looking for something special to put in their Christmas cards to the family. They’d like Nicky to create a special portrait of them.

And when she’s finished the family friendly picture, would she like them to pose naked, just for her?