Consenting Adults Collection Book 1
Take a bored married couple
add one enamored chef
a splash of wine
a pinch of curiosity
a dash of desire
and one provocative thought
You now have the recipe for an unforgettable and sinful soiree that adds just the right spice to a marriage.
Jason and Jennifer have been married eight years and are on their way to an intimate dinner party. Little do they know just how intimate it will become and what is on the menu.
A hot, sexy story that can heat up any cold night, guaranteeing to get you where you want to go and keep him up all night.
Book One of the Consenting Adults Collection.
AmazonExcerpt from The Dinner Party © Copyright 2023 KC Prescott
The three of them retreat to a small cafe table outside on the deck off of the living room. It’s a chilly night, but the Johnny Walker Gold they are now drinking helps fight off the cold. The trio ponder the dark woods beyond the edge of the deck, enjoying their scotch in the muted light of the evening. The soft glow from a few strategically hidden nooks, accentuate the dramatic shadows of the gorgeous garden. Jennifer is seated on a chair between John and Jason, the half empty bottle of scotch waiting on the table before them, a perfect end to the bottles of wine enjoyed thus far. They are perfectly content with the view and each other. Jason, feeling very mellow, leans back in his chair and lights another cigarette.
“This is nice.”
“This is how all Friday nights should be.” John finishes his scotch.
Jennifer simply leans back in her chair, smiling as she sips her drink. Jason has no idea how nice it really is. For the last twenty minutes, John has had his hand on her leg. Innocently enough at the beginning, it was on her knee. But it has now slowly made its way up to her mid thigh. He very slowly caresses her thigh, his hand sliding across the slippery leather, making little circles with his finger. John has never done anything like this. Never! They’ve known each other for years and the most courageous he has ever gotten is kissing her on the cheek at the end of the night. But this! Maybe blondes do have more fun.
She turns her gaze to Jason. They’d had fun talking about threesomes. You know, pillow talk. A little sexy fun at night. She has never really thought seriously about it…or has she? Maybe it is the wine, maybe the scotch, but she is surprised to find herself becoming aroused. Looking at her husband sitting there, smiling, as another man is caressing her under the table. Is this really happening? She senses a sudden warm sensation in her groin, feels herself moisten and shifts ever so slightly so as not to scare John off. What the hell is she doing? John slides his chair back and gets up. Shit!
“Excuse me. When you’re old you have to recycle the liquor more often.” They all chuckle as he makes his way back into the house. Jennifer immediately turns to Jason.
“Would you like to know what’s going on?”
Jason is totally confused by the question. “What?”
“He’s had his hand on my leg for the last twenty minutes.”
Now he’s even more confused. “Who?”
Jennifer rolls her eyes, exasperated. “John! Who else is here?”
“What? Wait. Where?”
“On my leg!!”
“I know that. Where?”
She looks right into his confused green eyes. “Well, he’s up to my thigh but I think he’s heading north.”
Jason leans back into his chair and smiles. “Well, I’ll be damned. The old guy still got it.”
Jennifer looks at him sideways, whispering. “He’s not that old.”
Jason takes in his exquisite wife for a moment. “I got to tell you, he couldn’t stop looking at you all through dinner. I mean, really looking.” He pauses, then. “To be honest, so was I. You are gorgeous tonight.”
That’s the nicest thing he has said to her in months. She smiles. “That’s sweet. Thank you.” She takes a deep breath. “What should I do about this?”
Jason is somewhat surprised, but he is finding the entire situation quite titillating. I mean, a man is making a move on his wife and all he can think of is how erotic it all seems. Not the feeling he would expect in this situation, but there it is. He devilishly smiles at Jennifer.
“What do you want to do about it?”
What is he saying to her? What is he suggesting? Giving permission?? He leans into her and looks into those ice blue eyes and whispers.
“Like you said. Let’s just have some fun.”
What the hell does that mean?? She is ready to reply when John returns from the house.
“So. What did I miss?”
Jennifer collapses back into the chair and Jason laughs, finishing off his scotch.
