Sample: Holiday Sights


A Good Christmas

This year was going to be a good Christmas.

Dave leaned back and took another sip of latte, watching the Food Court crowds scurry. This corner table served a calm oasis amongst the bustle, giving him time to reflect.

Of course, last year’s Christmas wouldn’t be tough to beat. Getting asked for a divorce Thanksgiving Day. Claire out of the house with half the furniture by the 10th. Christmas Eve alone in the empty rooms watching the cat scamper across the floor. Then far too many questions from cousins and parents and second cousins and aunts and cousins once removed and more cousins. Forget the season of giving, the season of joy, it was the season of nosy questions! And all “What happened?” with none being “How can I help?”

This year would be different. This year was going to be a good Christmas.

The sense of someone approaching tugged Dave from his scattered memories and back to the present. He glanced up into smiling emerald eyes and a devilish grin. Jen. With Will right beside her, of course, also smirking. His friends were irrepressible that way. Will slid his arm around Jen’s waist and then straightened up into mock self-righteousness.

“See, I told you we’d find him here.”

“Well, duh,” Dave replied. “I told you I was going shopping at the mall today.”

“Ah yes,” Will retorted, “but I said you’d not only be at the mall, but you’d be sitting in the food court, drinking a latte, wallowing in self-pity.”

Dave rolled his eyes. “That predictable?”

“Of course. I have known you for nearly 20 years, after all.” Will turned to Jen. “Dave’s post-rejection pout has followed the same pattern since junior high. Dave goes to a public place, drinks caffeine, and wallows in the corner hoping no one will notice. When you emailed to say you wouldn’t be bringing Kim to the party Saturday night, I knew where to find you.”

“Kim was three dates and out,” Dave said. “I was never sure she was really interested, and on the third date she decided to use her cell phone to check her messages while I was driving us to dinner. Which wouldn’t have been so bad if she hadn’t then spent the rest of the drive returning calls.”

Will visibly winced.

“So I figured there was no point in bringing her to the party. It wasn’t so much that I was rejected as I got smart.” Yeah right, this bluff was going nowhere. “I’m not pouting. I’m just not feeling very much in a holiday mood.”

Jen leaned forward, nearly resting her elbows on the table. “Ah, what’s wrong, Dave, not feeling very merry?”

Dave barely heard her. Her low cut and loose blouse had fallen away, revealing an expanse of smooth, pale curvaceous skin. She was definitely a healthy C-cup and was that a bit of areola peeking out above the lace? Dave let out the breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding and then caught himself. He’d been staring. Feeling the flush beginning to rise in his cheeks, he quickly diverted his gaze to Jen’s face. She was smiling too smugly to break into laughter and he knew he’d been caught.

“Feeling a little merrier now, Dave?”

He swore he could hear Mae West from the back of her drawl. Jen arched her back slightly, pushing her nipples forward and Dave was sure he could see them hardening behind the fabric. He could hear Will chuckling.

“Not my fault, my man,” Dave said past Jen to Will. “You’re the one dating the damn exhibitionist.”

Jen laughed before Will could speak up.

“Well of course,” Will said, “I’m a voyeur. Who better for me to date than an exhibitionist like Jen?”

Jen rolled her shoulders, creating slow waves across her chest, drawing Dave’s eyes back to her cleavage. She leaned forward further, deepening his view.

God what a beautiful sight.

“Besides,” she uttered in a stage whisper, “He likes it when other guys look. As much as I do.” Jen stood back up, the devilish grin firmly in place. The show was over.

“Come shopping with us,” Will cajoled. “It’ll be fun. I promise.”

“Yeah Dave,” Jen added, still grinning. “I guarantee you’ll enjoy it.”

With a guarantee like that from Jen, how could he lose?

Cover for the book Friends and Benefits

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Friendship, romance, and exhibitionistic redheads.

Dave’s depressed over his divorce. His friends Will and Jen have a solution for that—a sexy redhead modeling lingerie. Thus begins a year of sexy exhibitionistic hijinks on the holidays for Dave and his friends.

If you like sweet sexy stories and hot naughty redheads in lingerie, you’ll like the twelve linked stories that make up Holiday Sights.