Five a Day

by Catelyn Cash

Genres: Erotic & Steamy Romance

Synopsis

An erotic novella with menage, mf, mfm, mm, sex in public and sex for money themes by Catelyn Cash.



When Joe appears to lose interest in his young wife he suggests she turn to his friends for the sexual satisfaction she craves. Shanna isn't going to say no to a series of gorgeous men in her bed, especially as they are willing to pay for the privilege. But she loves her husband and wants to know why things have changed between them.



When Joe admits to confused feelings for a young fireman called Liam, Shanna encourages him to explore these feelings. Just as long as she is included...

Release date: September 22, 2011

Publisher: Headline

Print pages: 58

Sample

Chapter One

The hard cock inside her was pounding rhythmically and Shanna tried desperately to adjust her position, to take even more, but the way she was leaning over the escalator meant she didn’t have the freedom of movement she needed …

Escalator?

Her partner grabbed her shoulder, deepening his thrusts, panting hard and saying her name. ‘Shanna?’

Below her in the shopping centre people looked up, shocked at what they were seeing: a naked woman being taken from behind, her breasts swinging and slapping together in time with his thrusting.

‘Shanna? Are you awake?’

She was dreaming? She was dreaming! And the hand on her shoulder belonged to her husband. ‘Shanna? Honey?’

‘Go away!’ She was close, so close. Her clit was throbbing, her body on fire, but already the dream was fading and she knew she’d never get it back now.

‘Shanna, sweetheart, wake up.’ Joe gently shook her shoulder again.

Shanna mumbled an expletive and yanked the covers over her head. Her pussy was alight and she clenched her inner muscles, trying to get that feeling back, that about to come feeling but she knew it was gone. And Joe, damn him, was persistent.

‘Come on, honey. You need to wake up.’

‘What time is it?’

He hesitated. ‘Six thirty.’

Six thirty? She buried herself even deeper in the duvet. ‘Get lost. I don’t have get up for half an hour.’

Gently Joe tried to tug the duvet down so he could see her face but she resisted. ‘Aaron’s here,’ he whispered.

Royalty could be here for all Shanna cared. She wanted her dream back; she wanted the orgasm she had been denied.

‘Go away,’ she said again.

But Joe was a stubborn man. ‘Did you hear me? Aaron’s here. He wants to see you.’

‘Tell him to come back in the morning.’

‘It is morning. Come on sweetie,’ Joe coaxed. ‘I told him it would be OK. He’s bent my ear all night about his girlfriend leaving him. In fact, we’ve all had just about all we can take of his broken heart. Come on, Shanna. As a favour?’

She yanked the covers down and scowled at her husband. ‘You brought him here? At this time of the morning?’

Joe grinned at her fury, completely unabashed. ‘His ex took the car. I was giving him a lift anyway.’

At the end of a nightshift on the docks, Joe was still in his work clothes. His jeans might be grubby and torn in places but they only emphasised his muscular thighs. Everything about him screamed masculinity, from the five o'clock shadow on his strong jaw to the powerful forearms revealed by his rolled-up sleeves, and though Shanna was still annoyed, she felt her pussy twitch hopefully.

‘You know better than anyone I’m not a morning person,’ she grunted.

Her husband, though, had seen the glint in her eye and exploited it mercilessly, stroking her bare shoulder. ‘He’s miserable, Shanna. You’d be doing him a huge favour. Hell, you’d be doing us all a favour. We’ve had to put up with eight solid hours of self-pity.’ He bent down and kissed her nose ‘Just this once?’ he coaxed, giving her that crooked smile he knew always worked.

‘He’s out there now?’

Joe nodded, his smile kicking up a notch as he scented victory.

‘OK, send him in. But I’m warning you, don’t make a habit of this.’

Joe kissed her. ‘Thanks, sweetheart.’ He hurried off and Shanna dropped back on to the pillow. Her dream might be gone but the heat in her pussy was still there. If only Joe hadn’t brought someone home with him at this ungodly hour he could slide into bed beside her, she could tell him about her dream and they could maybe see it through to its climax together.

Early morning visitor or not, though, Shanna knew that wasn’t going to happen. When he was on nights Joe didn’t get into bed until she was up and ready for work. And when he wasn’t on nights? Well, then he usually waited until she was asleep before quietly easing in beside her.

The bedroom door opened softly. ‘Mrs Kendrick?’

‘Hi, Aaron. Don’t even think of getting into my bed in your work clothes. Get your kit off.’

Not surprisingly, the young man hesitated.

‘All of it,’ she said briskly. ‘And shut the door.’ She had agreed to see him but she wasn’t in the mood for chat. This was going to be a quickie if ever there was one.

Quickly he undressed. Shanna di. . .