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Pre-Game Show by Zenobia RenquistPre-Game Show
by Zenobia Renquist

Razor’s Edge Press

eBook BIN: 05796-01858

Tawnie and Hudson have been together for a long time. Their marriage isn’t bad, but a woman needs some excitement in her life. Fortunately for Tawnie, Friday nights provide just the sort of adventure married life’s been short on of late.

Friday nights mean Hudson’s poker tournament, with a crowd of Hudson’s friends. Big, noisy friends who love to do guy things. Tawnie knows just what they’ll want. Snacks, booze, and a special brand of pre-game entertainment only she can provide.

Note: This title has no chapter breaks. Please enjoy the first scene.

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Scene One

Tawnie could hear them on the stairs. Her boys. They were never quiet. Always cracking jokes about who would go first and making bets on who could last until the end. So far Jason remained the reigning champion.
Jason.
She squirmed, rubbing her thighs together to soothe the anticipatory ache that made her pussy tingle. Jason always invaded her thoughts when she wanted to get herself off in a big way. He was the athletic sort who lived in the gym. The results had her sitting in a wet spot every time she saw him. She envied his wife, a woman equally obsessed with exercise, though Jason’s wife looked very much like a woman who went for weights more than aerobics — next to zero body fat and all muscle.
Tawnie had it on good authority that Jason liked his women a little soft, with curves he could hold. He and his wife enjoyed a terrible sex life. But that explained why Jason always visited Tawnie.
She smoothed her hands down her sides and over her thighs, enjoying the feel of the silk, fur-lined robe wrapped around her body. A bark of laughter made her smile to herself.
Doug.
His looks were the polar opposite of Jason’s. An ex-military man, Doug had let himself go the moment he got out. But he still remained a gentleman. That was his charm. He worshipped a woman with his amethyst eyes and made her feel special, like royalty come to life. And Tawnie did have a habit of bringing him to his knees.
Another married man. But even a man as good as Doug had moments of weakness. In fact, all her boys were married men. And each one had shown up for a Friday night poker tournament two hours early just to see her.
Ben knocked twice at the bedroom door. He was the gatekeeper, but then, it was his bedroom. Ben never stayed, though. He let the boys in and then took off until everyone had finished. He was the only one of the bunch not married and never had been. So far as Tawnie knew, he never wanted to be.
He opened the door enough so he could see in but the others couldn’t and asked, “Ready?”
She blew him a kiss as her answer.
Ben winked at her and then swung the door wide. “Gentlemen, pay the piper and the lady is all yours.” He held out his hand.
Seven of the men Ben escorted to the bedroom handed him fifty dollars each. The eighth hesitated. Tawnie, from her perch on the bed across the room, heard him swallow. Sean looked more than a little shocked. She didn’t blame him. Seeing her surprised all of the first timers.
“That… that’s… She’s Hudson’s wife,” Sean yelled. “What the fuck? What the fuck?” He looked around at the other men, who only laughed at his surprise. “Does Hudson know?”
“Hell, no, he doesn’t know. You think Hudson would let Tawnie do something like this? Use your head, Sean. Don’t be a dumbass,” Jason said.
“He’ll find out. I can’t do this.” Sean started backing out of the room, but Ben filled the doorway with his solid girth, blocking Sean’s retreat.
Doug plucked the money out of Sean’s fist and held it out.
Ben took it with an appreciative smile. He tipped an imaginary cap. “Pleasure doing business with you, gentlemen. Enjoy, and see you at the game.” He closed the door, and a telltale click indicated he had locked it.
Tawnie waited to see what Sean would do. The boys had told her last week they planned to bring someone new. She hadn’t expected Sean. Sure, he watched her like all of Hudson’s friends, but Tawnie thought he might be too uptight to join their little pre-poker game festivities.
Sean swallowed loudly again. “Hudson… Hudson… Hudson –”
Tawnie decided to cut in so they could get on with it. She rose from the bed and walked over to Sean. Taking his face in her hands, she laid a light kiss on his lips — a show of familial comfort or a greeting between friends, nothing more.
He stared at her with wide eyes. “Tawnie, you shouldn’t do this,” he said in a hoarse voice. “If Hudson ever found out –”
She trailed her finger over his lips, stopping his words. “But he won’t.” Her breasts flattened against his chest as she stepped into him. “Just like he won’t find out about your roaming hands when you hugged me last Friday. Or did I dream you running a hand over my ass?”
Jason said, “You weren’t dreaming. I saw it. That’s why I knew he would love this.”
“Are we doing this or what?” Eric snapped. Ever the impatient one. While Jason held the record for lasting the longest, Eric held it for always being first.
Tawnie backed away from Sean then undid the sash of her robe. Without prompting, Doug stepped forward. He smoothed his hands over her shoulders and down her arms, stripping the robe from her body. She could feel his breath on her neck. He stood too close. But then, that was a privilege Doug had earned. He was her most loyal customer. He had been her first customer, even before she started taking money.

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2 Responses to Pre-Game Show by Zenobia Renquist

  1. pc says:

    Wow! This is a great (and steamy) first chapter! I can't wait to read this!

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