Tabitha's Taboos

Moving to Mating Metropolis means giving into sexual whims with neighbors, co-workers, and strangers. It means forgoing long-held taboos.

Tabitha's given in to a few of her horny impulses, but she's never crossed that line at work. A thin line. An invisible one.

But when she wakes up with a desire she can't suppress on her own, even with the aids she keeps hidden in her cubicle, Tabitha breaks her own rules and gets caught by a co-worker.

How deep will she fall into this workplace taboo? More importantly, how many times can Tabitha succumb to bodily pleasure?

an excerpt

Tabitha crossed her legs again, the bumpy ride on the public transport almost too much for her that morning. Deprived and tortured by dreams of various affairs, changing lover and location with each roll across her mattress.

Left wet, tired, and needy, every chore to get to work seemed to agitate her: the way her body sought out pleasure from simple tasks like brushing her teeth and slipping on a silk blouse. Running to make the bus made her nipples hard and dampened her panties.

Another re-cross and the bump in her seat vibrated against her cheeks, spiraling up the front of her.

By the time Tabitha made it to the office, her high-walled cubicle—only one of six in the large room and backed into the corner behind two others, she couldn’t think of anything except releasing herself from the morning’s torment. 

​But she’d have to wait...

holly's taboos

Moving to Mating Metropolis means giving into sexual whims with neighbors, co-workers, and strangers. It means forgoing long-held taboos.
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Holly’s office job isn’t quite like everyone else’s. She gets paid for her favorite kinks.

Used as a final bargaining chip in contract negotiations, Holly relishes in making a man’s fantasies come true, especially her boss’s.

But what will she do when their client asks for more than she’s ever agreed to before?

an excerpt

Those amber eyes took up the orange light of his desk lamp as he stepped in and closed the door.

"Good morning, Holly."

"Morning, Walt."

His nostrils flared as he took her in, as she bent to pour him a cup of coffee to give him the slender peek of her cleavage. Walt's arousal pressed against the front of his expensive slacks.
Holly bit her lip in anticipation as she offered him the mug.

His rough hand lifted past the porcelain to trace her jaw and pop her lip free of her teeth to tease her before taking the coffee from her grip. Walt sipped it as he stepped around her.

"I need you to push my morning meetings."

"Already done, sir."
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"Oh, is it sir now? It was Walt a minute ago."

joshua's taboos

Moving to Mating Metropolis means giving into sexual whims with neighbors, co-workers, and strangers. It means forgoing long-held taboos.

Joshua never imagined he would get a taste of his drop-dead gorgeous co-worker, but now that they’ve crossed that line, he can’t seem to get enough of her.

On one of their weekly hump-day dates before work, he takes a leap to see just how much he can get her to agree to without crossing another line.
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Will she be open to taking things a little further, or will he ruin the arrangement they already have?​

an excerpt

Tabitha: Headed into work early. I’ve got donuts.

Joshua grinned, pulling himself out of the sexy haze from his wet dreams. Every Wednesday without fail, he’d wake early with the expectation of a donut date with his colleague before work started. They traded off on who brought breakfast, but it was always something that wouldn’t sour in the hour they spent humping each other.

The regular sex with Tabitha spoiled him. Not that he didn’t sleep with other women throughout the week, but she was something special. The sexy and smart woman who shared a cubicle wall with him. The only woman at his job he’d ever been inside. 

The one he’d fantasized about most, even after getting his taste. Once a week didn’t seem like enough, but Joshua feared inviting her to play outside of work.

Although, he wouldn’t mind having her in a proper bed with all the time in the world to take advantage of.

SARAH'S TABOOS

Moving to Mating Metropolis means giving into sexual whims with neighbors, co-workers, and strangers. It means forgoing long-held taboos.

Sarah likes to tease–co-workers, neighbors, the barista at the cafe down the street, but she doesn’t mess with bosses. It’s too much of a headache to navigate.

When Ben, the floor manager, aka her boss’s boss, shows up to offer her a contract, she’s not sure that she wants to say no.
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Is a surprisingly intense attraction enough for her to take what he offers, or will she turn down his proposition?

an excerpt

“I suppose you’re waiting to see if I’ll make you another fancy cup?”

He shrugged, shoulders wide but not bulky like Carter’s. “I wouldn’t say no to one.”

“Hmm. I’m sure.”

“Maybe I wanted to make sure they didn’t stow it out of your reach.”

Sarah blinked slow at him. “Or maybe…you’re here to keep tabs on someone? Being a creep and spying on the people who sneak off together before lunch.”

The honey in his eyes turned molten, and her cheeks pinkened with what she’d just done with Carter while he was in here.

“Oh, I’m onto something, aren’t I? Okay, creep, tell me, who are we trying to catch in the act?” The teasing had her slipping closer to him. The heat of him zapping her as their arms brushed. “I could go for some good old voyeurism.”

“I’m not here for any of that, although I am a fan of watching when the circumstances are right.” Ben turned toward her, and her attraction to him bloomed fully.
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Sarah faced him, letting her confidence square her shoulders. “What are you here for, then?”
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His nostrils flared as the space between them started to close. “I wanted to offer you a contract.”

BEN'S TABOOS

Moving to Mating Metropolis means giving into sexual whims with neighbors, co-workers, and strangers. It means forgoing long-held taboos.

Ben is used to having a rotation of girls at the office to play with, to do the things his wife doesn’t enjoy, but his newest office honey is worming her way into his everyday thoughts.

Sarah is not made for submission. It’s obvious every time Ben spreads her across his desk.

When she tests his boundaries, will he be able to keep himself in line or will he break all of his rules?

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AN EXCERPT

Sarah swayed back and forth as she examined a painting hanging outside of his office. Her skirt today was a rich olive green and swished with movements. It mesmerized him for a moment before she turned and caught him watching her.

Pink bloomed in her cheeks, but fire burned in her gaze. That dominance, scarcely contained, boiled his blood. She plainly told him that she wanted to do all of the things she wasn’t allowed to do to him.

The fact that he wanted her to do them, too, drenched the space between them with tension.

It didn’t seem like it was going to lessen any time soon.

How Sarah waited for him to approach had him stepping forward with the desire to simply press her against him. To trap her between him and the wall.

The timid facade faded as he neared, and her hand lifted between them to press along the underside of his mouth with a naughty smile.

Ben wanted to lean down and kiss her, but he refrained.

How much longer would he be able to hold himself back this way?

Sarah dropped her hand, remembering the rules, but how her jaw clenched screamed of her wanting to sink her teeth into him.

Not yet. Not yet…

But maybe soon.

TAKING SARAH HOME

​Moving to Mating Metropolis means giving into sexual whims with neighbors, co-workers, and strangers. It means forgoing long-held taboos.

Sarah doesn’t spend the night with her lovers. She doesn’t go home with them. Never. It means more attachment than she’s willing to give.

But tonight, she’s breaking her cardinal rule and is going home with Ben…to meet his wife.

Will this be the climactic end to the overwhelmingly tense playtime or will it drop all of the boundaries keeping them from truly enjoying each other?
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AN EXCERPT

Christine’s hands found Sarah’s shoulders, one finger stroking the strap of Sarah’s oversized purse. “What’s in there?”

“You’ll see.”

Lips parting, Christine purred at her, dropping her grip to take Sarah’s hand and pull her forward a little.

Ben held two glasses of water, gaze pouring over them both with the kind of arousal that screamed of the naughty things to come.

Sarah took one glass and sipped it. “Mmm, good. We’re going to need to stay hydrated for this.”

Christine’s groan tore her attention from the way Ben was filling out the front of his slacks.
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The way she filled out those tight pants desperately asked Sarah to swat those voluptuous cheeks. Fuck, how did he keep other men’s hands off of her?

NEW CONTRACT

​Moving to Mating Metropolis means giving into sexual whims with neighbors, co-workers, and strangers. It means forgoing long-held taboos.

Ben’s finally been on the receiving end of Sarah’s touch, and it hasn’t eased the tension between them one bit. It makes how she disappeared in the middle of the night from his home hit him all the harder.

Ben wants more from their arrangement, prompting him to draw up a new contract and corner her in her cubicle at work.

Will she agree to the new terms of their relationship or will she cut him off completely?
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an excerpt

“I was being an asshole,” he said, and that sweet, seductive tension clawed at him just the same as it always did.

“You were.” Her hands pressed into his chest like she might push him away, maintaining the inches necessary to keep him from kissing her.

Her nails sank in, silently demanding his apology.

“I can’t seem to help it. Not with you.” He leaned in a little closer, and her muscles stiffened. Ben breathed her in, taking her deep before saying the one thing he needed to. “If someone else gives you more than this… If you want them instead of me… I won’t bother you any longer. I won’t get in your way. I won’t reap any repercussions on you.”

Breath gone haywire, Sarah’s body language morphed. She didn’t want that. Thank fuck.

“They don’t.” Her voice was so soft that it nearly tore his heart in two.
Ben braced the back of her head and dropped his mouth to hers. Fire tore through him.

Sarah latched onto him, kissing him back.