Samhain Publishing

In a world where everything’s for sale, some things simply can’t be bought.

A Tahoe Nights story.

Janice hadn’t planned to take her long-awaited getaway alone, but when a girl catches her boyfriend with his pants around his ankles…well, let’s just say that at age thirty, there aren’t many princes waiting in line to take the frog’s place.

She arrives in Reno ready to break out of all the molds life has crammed her into. In short order she’s not only getting lucky at the blackjack table, she’s hit the jackpot with Mr. Sex-On-A-Stick. A man who seduces her with his eyes and shows her how a woman should be treated.

Aaron is living the dream. His gift for pleasuring women brings him everything a man could want: a home in the beautiful Lake Tahoe basin, money, gorgeous, rich ladies vying for his very expensive time. Yet there’s a void that haunts him as he lies alone in bed at night. At first, Janice is just another empty job. Then she opens a door and fills his empty life with something he never dared to imagine, let alone want. 

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Copyright © 2010 S. L. Carpenter
All rights reserved — a Samhain Publishing, Ltd. publication


Turning her back on a horrible day, Janice left home in a temper and wasn’t about to waste another second worrying about the overabundance of shit that would be piled up when she came back…if she came back at all.

Working in Los Angeles, amongst all the high-powered assholes, was enough to make anyone go nuts. Climbing her way to the top as an executive secretary for a CEO at a real estate company came with a certain amount of privilege and power but also long hours and very few rewards.

A few days away from everything was just what she needed. Taking time from the pressure of being the perfect businesswoman, along with the perfect daughter, perfect ex-girlfriend and all the other perfect molds people had pushed her into.

Throwing caution to the wind wasn’t in her nature. Neither was a trip to Nevada. She knew how hard it was to earn money and gambling, in her mind, was throwing it away.

But she’d earned this trip. It was planned and paid for way in advance. If Brad had still been in the picture they would have been here together, but he messed things up, not her. He was the one caught with his pants down around his ankles. He was the one caught getting a blowjob from the new temp at his office. He was the one fired for the incident, and the one now living with the guy who had blown him.

If anything, it freed her from the confinement of a relationship. Now she could do whatever she wanted with whomever she wanted. But over the last six months she hadn’t had any real dates. There was a plentiful amount of frogs around, but the phone wasn’t ringing with Prince Charming calling. She’d finally admitted to being a lonely thirty-year-old woman without a meaningful relationship in her life.

So she’d saved enough money for a good time and, dammit, she promised herself she was going to cut loose a little.

Arriving at the time-share, she unlocked the door, finding to her delight that it was a really nice place. The fireplace was perfect for a book and hot chocolate, and there was lots of room. There were two bedrooms, which was pretty much standard for rentals and time-shares. She dragged her luggage into the master bedroom and saw her oasis, a large Jacuzzi-style tub. She smiled. I have a date with that place and a bottle of wine when I come back.

She unpacked her bag, putting some things in the dresser by the bed and hanging other things in the closet. Janice was well rehearsed in packing for a trip and knew what to bring. Her needs were organized in her bag like a high-end clothing store. Tucked away in a side pocket was her favorite vibrator—she’d named it Earl—some naughty panties and a peek-a-boo bra, some K-Y Jelly and some really steamy romance novels. If she wasn’t getting laid she was damn well going to get off and relieve some tension.

Smiling at herself in the mirror after unpacking, she hoped she looked like success personified. She loosened her long dark hair and let it fall straight down her back. She still had some nice curves and carried herself with a lot of confidence. Yeah, she’d do.

The number to a local cab company was stuck on the refrigerator door, so she called for a ride and tucked the condo keys in her purse. As she went to leave she took a quick look around. It was a bit much for one person but, fuck it, she thought, I deserve it.

It was a beautiful night with a clear sky, and she could see thousands of stars glistening in the beautiful darkened abyss above her. Breathing in the cool air made her feel refreshed, and she realized that the city wasn’t the greatest place to take a deep breath. Unless smog and exhaust fumes were a good substitute for fresh air.

Janice realized they weren’t. She smiled, breathed again and headed toward the cab for her first night of adventure.

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