Sex in the Champagne Room: Sex in the Champagne Room

By Marlo Peterson

Sometimes being a little bit naughty is the only way.

Tammy shakes it at The Boom Boom Room, a local strip joint for a living, but is considering leaving the business. Unlike the rest of the girls, Tammy is a bonafide nympho who gets off on being watched and admired, and is less concerned about the dollars. As fate would have it, a handsome young professional gentleman stops in one Friday night, also looking for a change in his life.

Jeff is a handsome, educated, hard working brotha with a BMW, six figure income and stock options, but his wife doesn’t appreciate that. Not to mention, she has been withholding the coochie for no particular reason. After yet ANOTHER dumb argument, Jeff can’t take it anymore, hops in his ride and as fate would have it, the lights and allure of the Boom Boom Room draw him in.

Tammy and Jeff cross paths on a collision course with lust, desire and the hope for more out of life as the backdrop. The champagne room serves as the epicenter of this sexual explosion, with Tammy and Jeff licking, tasting and pleasing each other’s bodies. They’re breaking all of the rules, and enjoying every second of it.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Marlo Peterson
• Release date: Mar 30, 2014
• ISBN: 9781498917681

Marlo Peterson

About the Author Marlo Peterson is an erotica author who weaves tales of domination and submission, love found in the strangest places and sizzling erotica romance. If you enjoy gripping, seductive love scenes, you'll be on the edge of your seat. Many of these raunchy stories feature strong minded and strong hearted women who are swept away by alpha males. Each story oozes with sexy, delicious detail, and will make you want more. You can collect them all, because as long as you have a thirst for sweet-hot erotica, Marlo Peterson will be writing it!

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Sex in the Champagne Room

By Marlo Peterson

The curling iron on the sink created a burning scent that lingered under Tammy’s nose. As the hair iron sat beneath the mirror, virtually unattended, Tammy’s mind wandered to a place it hadn’t in a while.

Should I go back to school?

Hell, it’s not like she needed the money anymore. Dancing had served its purpose as far as that goes. She had enough stashed away in the bank to last a while. And truth be told, money was only half of the equation. She explained to her friends who knew about her job that it was a way to pay the bills. But when she was alone with her thoughts, in a moment like right now, she’d be honest enough to admit the real reason she started stripping—it’s fucking hot.

Tammy was the shy girl in high school who watched porn like a dude, but would be called a prude by anybody who didn’t know better. She watched all the so-called hot girls jump from guy to guy, but was always too self-conscious to go that route. Having hoe thoughts is one thing, but Tammy didn’t want to become the girl around school who earned a reputation for the wrong reasons, so she kept it low key for the most part.

Because of her introverted ways, the boys in school didn’t pay her any mind. Stupid boys.

If only they knew they were passing up a girl with the inner freak and sexual knowledge of a woman twice her age. Tammy didn’t have it all figured out herself, back then either, though. She actually thought something was wrong with her because her panties would get moist with zero effort.

All it took was the right kind of daydream, or for her eyes to wander downward when looking at the guy across the classroom, who thankfully had chosen to wear sweats that day. As he looked toward the teacher or took notes, Tammy had to swallow to fight back the