Dinner For Four: My Secret Hobby, #3

By Hanzel Stone

Crystal and her best friend Anika have made it through their test drives with rave reviews and are seeing more men in the Hobby than they expected.  Even though they’re getting booked several times a night they still have time for Mark and Muffin, especially for dinner at a five-star restaurant and a special after-dinner desert.

When the foursome heads back to Muffin’s house the guys discover the ladies have devised a special game just for them, one that will require a mind-numbing amount of focus and self control to win.

Here's an (edited) excerpt from the book:

We kicked off our sandals and walked barefoot over the cushy living room carpet and sat side by side on Muffin’s over sized sofa, our legs crossed and folded up underneath us.  

I’d bet Anika $100 that Muffin would sit next to me since I was new to him, and Anika had taken the bet figuring Mark would want me again.  In truth it really didn’t matter because we planned on switching things up with the guys that night, so that each man would have both of us.

“Are you two tequila drinkers?” Mark asked as he set a bottle of the liquor and a bowl of salt on the coffee table.  Muffin added four shot glasses and a bowl of lime wedges, then sat next to me.  As Mark settled down next to Anika she turned to me and whispered, “Crap!” realizing that she owed me one hundred big ones.

“What are you two laughing about?” Muffin asked, with a glance at Mark.

“Oh nothing, just a private joke.  We ran into Raelene, our waitress, on the way out of the restaurant,” I replied.

“Oh really?” Mark asked, no doubt recalling what a hot, sexy little thing she was.  “Anything we can help with?”

“We just had some girl talk,” Anika said to change the subject, then reached forward to set up four shots of tequila.  As she leaned forward the cotton of her t-shirt hugged her chest, and all three of us unabashedly admired her body as she poured our drinks.

Muffin was in quite the party-animal mood.  “One, two, three, now!” he counted down, then the four of us grabbed a glass and downed our shots.  The tequila burned through my throat like I’d swallowed a match and I did my best not to choke out loud.  Anika wasn’t as successful.

“Man, that’s strong,” she coughed.  Mark patted her on the back to help her swallow, and the four of us settled into the couch, Muffin snuggling with me and Mark with Anika.  We chatted for a little bit, then Muffin was eager to move things along.

“So I’ve got a couple of bedrooms set up for us, one at either end of the hall,” Muffin announced to the group.  Looking at me he said, “Should be go to our room and get comfortable?”

“Actually Muffin, Crystal and I have a surprise for you.  Are you guys game?” Anika asked.

“Oh yeah?” Muffin said, thrown a little off balance that I hadn’t immediately said ‘Yes,’ to his suggestion, and curious to know what we had in store for them.

“Cool!  We’ll be right back,” Anika said as she stood from the sofa and grabbed my hand as I grabbed my bag.  As we walked into Muffin’s master bedroom I could feel the guys watching us.  They poured themselves another shot and sipped, waiting for the show to begin.

Inside Muffin’s bedroom, I opened my handbag and pulled out the two toys we’d bought especially for tonight.  We’d tried them on they day we bought them, and decided that I would get the blond one, to compliment my brunette hair, and Anika would have the black one because she was blond.  With a little bit of help they fit perfectly . . .

• Language: English
• Publisher: Hanzel Stone
• Release date: Jul 4, 2015
• ISBN: 9781513065533

Hanzel Stone

Hanzel Stone is a 30-something bisexual erotica author currently residing in South America with her boy friend and their very friendly black Labrador Retriever.  She is an avid traveler and seeker of new adventures, and has been through most of North and South America, Europe, Southeast Asia and Australia. Her writing draws in part on her personal life experiences, combined with an equal mixture of fiction and fantasy, and spiced with just the right amount of salacious nastiness! Readers will find an up-to-date list of her books at http://HanzelStone.com

Book preview

Dinner For Four

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The name’s Mark Diamond.  I’ve got reservations for four at eight tonight.

Mark stood patiently in front of the very attractive maitre d' and allowed his gaze to travel the length of her soft and ever-so-tempting bust line before it disappeared all too soon into the starched white cotton of her shirt.  Paired with a black skirt that ran to just above her ankles she had the perfect appearance of a conservative, professional hostess, although judging by the muted curves of her body and the brief glimpse of the tattoo at the base of her neck Mark suspected that outside of work she was anything but conservative.

Ah, here we are Mr. Diamond.  If you’d like to follow me to your table I’ll bring the rest of your party when they arrive.

That’d be great, thank you.  Mark admired the sway of her behind as she led him through the main of the dining room to a discrete corner booth.  He slid into the rich burgundy leather and knew immediately he had made the right choice by booking dinner at 7th & Orange, the newest hot spot in town.

Can I have your waitress bring you a drink while you wait?

A gin and tonic would be perfect, top shelf please, thanks.  Mark scanned the dining room while waiting for his drink to arrive.  There was a mixture of couples, foursomes and a group that appeared to be celebrating some sort of office event.  The age spread seemed pretty even, from people in their mid-20s through to the more mature 60-something folks, and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves.  Mark’s survey was interrupted by the arrival of his cocktail.

Good evening.  Your gin and tonic, top shelf.  Mark glanced at the glass that was placed in front of him, then even more appreciatively at the sweet young thing that had brought it. 

My name’s Raelene and I’ll be your waitress tonight.  Cameryn told me you’re expecting three people to join you.  I’ll keep an eye out for them and bring them to your table when they arrive.  If there’s anything I can do for you in the mean time just let me know.  Raelene was dressed in white and black also, albeit with a much shorter skirt length than what Cameryn the maitre d’ wore.

Perfect, thanks very much Raelene, Mark replied, deciding to keep any flirtatious comments to himself so that he and Muffin could avoid distraction and focus on the ladies that would soon by joining them.  Speaking of which . . . .

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