I love the cover of my new release, it brings back a lot of memories
for me. My mum used to work for a toy wholesalers and the building was just like one of those old department stores. There were several floors, reached only via an old fashioned elevator with gated doors. To an eight year old it was a spooky place, very dark and mysterious. To an author of erotic romance it's the perfect backdrop for scandalous affairs. I've really had fun with this series and I hope you enjoy following the sexy adventures of the staff and customers at Kelsey's store. Book one in The Department Store series features the toy department, somewhere I've had plenty of experience myself. It's the perfect place to have a little fun...
Blurb
Jen is the
new girl in the toy store but it's not long before the boss' son Jamie
teaches her how to play.
Recently
bereaved, Jen White hopes her new job in the toy shop at Kelsey's Department
Store is a fresh start. One ripped pair of stockings later, she catches the eye
of the boss' son, Jamie. She's not looking to replace her partner but he
soon makes her realise she doesn't want to spend the rest of her life celibate.
And die a virgin.
Jamie Kelsey's a
screw up. Well his father still thinks so, even after he's tried to make
amends for losing the family's fortune. The store's in trouble but with his
father still stuck in the dark ages and refusing his help, he's worried it's
too late. With a little help from their newest employee, he starts to make his mark
on the store. He's sworn off women to concentrate on his career but when Jen
comes to him looking to further her sexual education, it's an offer he can't
refuse.
Excerpt
“Where are you taking me?” Jen pulled
on her coat over her uniform. She wasn’t sure where Jamie usually dined but she
was certain she wasn’t dressed for the occasion.
“Okay, I lied. We’re not going out to
lunch. I hope you’re not too hungry.” He grabbed her hand and whisked her out
onto the streets of the city centre.
Jen’s stomach rumbled in defiance, but
in this instance she’d rather sate her curiosity than her appetite. “I can
wait, but what’s so important?”
“Something you said got me thinking.
There’s only so much I can teach you. Some things, well, you’ll just have to
discover for yourself. I’m taking you to Gresham Street.”
“Gresham Street? Where all the sex
shops are?” Her voice dropped to an embarrassed whisper as they moved through
the throng of shoppers and tourists towards the seedier end of town.
“Yeah. You’re under no obligation to
wear a long mac and sunglasses, I just thought you might like to have a look
around.”
The closer they got to the gaudy shop
windows, the more she felt like a young innocent being led into a den of vice.
She was so out of her depth.
The door chimed as they walked in, but
the inside of the premises was more inviting than the closed shutters and neon
lights outside suggested. She’d expected some dark, dingy backstreet dive
crawling with furtive middle aged men. Instead, she found a normal shop whose customers were
ordinary young couples and groups of girls having a giggle.
“See? You didn’t set off their newbie
alarm after all.” Jamie grinned, and taking her by the hand, led her over to
the mannequins modelling their range of sexy lingerie.
“I wouldn’t mind splashing out on some
new underwear.” The pretty, flowery sets she wore no longer reflected her mood.
She wanted something bold, something daring to show off to her lover.
“I wouldn’t mind splashing out on
these.” Jamie held up a pair of crotchless black panties.
“They’re not very practical.” Jen
ignored the innuendo to search through the rails of lace and silk.
“Oh, I don’t know. I think I would find
them very handy.” He twanged the black string underwear but she didn’t bite.
“What about these? Which one do you
prefer?” She picked out a red lace plunge bra and a padded leopard print one,
holding each one to her chest in turn.
“I like them both.” Jamie snatched them
off her and stuffed them into her basket along with the matching thongs. She
was on the right track at least.
They moved on past the rainbow of coloured
dildos and strap-ons. One penis at a time was plenty for her. She paused at the
bondage and fetish section and cocked her head at some of the oddly shaped
black rubber, wondering which orifice they were intended for.
“I think that’s a bit far out for even
me.” Jamie zipped the mouth closed on a gimp mask and walked away.
“What about embracing your inner Dom?”
Jen flicked the end of a leather flogger at his backside.
“I might be an arsehole but I like my
bed partners to know their own mind. Besides, something tells me you wouldn’t
make the perfect submissive either.” He grabbed the leather strands and yanked
her towards him for a kiss.
“But that means you get to spank me for
misbehaving,” she said with a twinkle in her eye.
“Okay, we’ll take it.” He tossed it in
the basket. “Along with one of these.” And added a double sided paddle to the
purchases.
She bypassed the nipple clamps, quite
happy for Jamie to do her tweaking for her, and hovered by the display of tubes
and lubes.
“Mint or strawberry?” They both
promised extra pleasure.
Jamie arched an eyebrow at her.
“I know, I know. Both. This is adding
up to one expensive lunch break, Mr Kelsey.” Fun didn’t come cheap. Well, the
experimental kind at least.
“If I can’t spend my cash on sex toys
and lube what can I spend it on?” He didn’t even try to hide the absurdity of
the situation and Jen loved him for it. Not once had he made her feel stupid or
embarrassed about her lack of experience. Rather, he seemed determined to make
the situation as enjoyable as possible for both of them.
“That sounds like fun.” Amongst the
chocolate body paints and edible knickers, a red packet caught her eye. ‘Sexy body candy–an explosive new way to
explore your lover’s body.’
Jamie read the packet over her
shoulder. “Well, I’m all in favour of anything that involves you licking it off
my naked body.”
“But then again, I really should watch
my figure…”
“I’m watching it enough for you. Now
get your sexy ass over to the cash desk and we’ll pay for this lot before I
test that paddle on it.” Jamie had that look on his face that said they needed
to go somewhere very private, very soon, before they gave a live sex show in
the middle of the shop.
It gave her such a thrill that she was
able to make him lose control like that and forget his serious businessman
demeanour in favour of his libido. In many ways it comforted her to know she
wasn’t the only one currently ruled by her hormones. From the outside looking
in one would’ve been forgiven for thinking they were both embarking on their
first sexual experience, such was their enthusiasm and lust for one another.
When she didn’t move quickly enough,
Jamie scooped the contents of the basket onto the shop counter and whipped out
his credit card. The simple act of buying her lingerie, never mind the toys,
was an intimate gesture that went beyond anything she expected from someone who
was supposed to be her rebound guy. How she would ever get out of this in one
piece she didn’t know.
Jamie reached into his suit pocket
again and this time pulled out his phone. He typed in his number on the credit
card machine then gestured for Jen to take over the sale while he made a call.
“Hello, Kelly. This is Jamie Kelsey.
Um, Jen won’t be in for the rest of the day. Get someone from children’s wear
to help you out this afternoon. Something’s come up—”
Yes, Jen knew she was in serious
trouble with the boss.
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