"...a fantasy come true...award-winning erotica at its best..."

Sanford Willard is a crafter of toys. Not your standard run-of-the-mill playthings created for the general public, mind you, but items designed for the woman who basks in her sexuality on all levels. He has one more step to complete before taking the adult market by storm and that is to assure his prototypes are the perfect complement to a woman’s body.

One weekend. One thousand dollars on the table for payment to co-worker Melodee Dayton. Forty-eight hours of extreme pleasure in exchange for her honest opinion.

Two consenting adults. A fantasy come true. Get ready to roll the dice of fate.

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Excerpt:
 

“How would you like to make a thousand dollars for a weekend’s work?”

“What?” she spouted. “Who wouldn’t? You’re kidding me, aren’t you?”

“No, I’m serious as can be.”

Her quick mind went into overdrive. How in hell did anyone make that kind of money in two day’s time? Unless… “You’re not into anything illegal, are you?” Looking at him, he hardly seemed the type that would even drop a gum wrapper on the floor. He was too put together, too faultless. Sanford was simply the type of man who had his eggs placed perfectly inside a basket, and he never seemed to make a mistake.

His head tipped back with a low chuckle. Again, the sound went straight to her toes by way of her stomach.

“No, it’s nothing illegal.” He steepled his fingers beneath his chin and eyed her closely, as if taking one more moment to make sure he wanted to continue the discussion. “Okay, here it is in a nutshell. You’ve heard me discuss numerous options for Random Toys to build their sales, but they won’t listen. The former board was always willing to take suggestions from the employees. This newer hierarchy is too busy riding on past laurels to see what’s going to happen here in the future. Because of their continued disinterest, I began to develop my own line of toys.”

Mel was confused. So where did she come in with the chance to make some quick money? “I’m not sure I’m following you yet.”

“I’m not targeting the twelve and under age group. I’m looking more at toys and games for the mature audience.”

“Sounds interesting. Are you talking about video games and such?”

“No. I’m talking about adult toys. Sexual aids, toys for the discerning woman.” 

Mel blinked and wondered if she’d heard him right. 

“I see you’re surprised.” 

“I’m not surprised. I’m stunned.” In truth, she was a bit uncomfortable as she rethought her fantasies. Never once had they included toys. Only Sanford had been there in the recesses of her mind—toyless but with a huge bulge at his crotch and magic fingers that could send shivers up her spine. She gave herself a mental shake. 

“I’ve watched trends in the adult toy market for a few years now,” Sanford continued. “In that time, I’ve also created some aids that I do plan to market.” He leaned forward and clasped his hands on the desk. “Do you know that I’ve been watching you, Mel? For quite a while now.” 

“Me? Really?”

“You’re a sexy woman, beautiful and smart. You’re very comfortable in your own skin and not in an egotistical way. It’s easy to see that you like who you are. Is that correct?”

Mel crossed one knee over the other, smiled and nodded her head. “I never thought about it that way, but that’s a good explanation. My parents always taught me to be independent and self-sufficient but to tone those attributes with a bit of humbleness.” 

He smiled, which deepened the slight dimples in his shaven cheeks. “They succeeded in their efforts. That’s what makes you stand out, Mel. So, I heard that you’re presently unattached.”

She flushed warm. Good god, he knew about her private life? “Yes, I am at the moment.” 

“That’s good. I’m not so sure how a guy would feel about his girlfriend or wife helping me test my prototypes to assure that my creations work the way they were intended to. Since most are made for the female body, I need to hire a woman and I think you’d be the perfect person.” 

To test his sex toys? Mel’s hand immediately came up. “Whoa there. I’m trying to process this. You would pay someone that amount of money for two days worth of…of services, if that’s what you want to call it?”

“Most definitely. Every toy must work perfectly in the manner intended. I plan to make a lot of money, so I’m willing to put out cash at the front end in order to accomplish that. What do you say?” 

Mel fidgeted on the chair. Her heart bounced about and her stomach quivered. “What…what exactly would this offer entail?” Good god. A test subject for Sanford and his toys? Would he be tossing himself into the play ring also? It was like a dream come true. 

“You’d have to come to my home and spend the weekend. I guarantee that by Sunday night I’ll put the cash in your hand. And hopefully, you’ll have thought it was easy money for the pleasure you’ll receive. The toys are perfectly safe.” 

She blinked. A weekend at his home? 

“All my toys were created to bring pleasure and orgasm to the user.” 

Her belly clenched, but she remained silent. She couldn’t believe he’d just said the word orgasm as if he were talking about his damn charts.

“You’ll try each one and I’ll note your response.” 

“And…and where are you going to be when this is going on? Will you be in the same room?” She waited on the precipice for his answer. 

“Of course.”