A middle aged woman finds herself needing something - something she can't put into words.
She feels emotionless and the only way for her to gain satisfaction is to fulfill a deep dark fantasy she has had for years. A fantasy even her husband doesn't know about.
She decides to do it: she summons a group of men to a seedy motel room where she plans the ultimate sin filled video production; a production where she is not only the director and producer but the star attraction.
But, like most things, there's a twist and things start to go in a direction she had not planned.
Autorentext
By day, I work as a receptionist in a dental office. By night, I'm an erotic author. On the weekends I'm a photographer taking naughty pics of my friends. I write erotica because I've had my heart broken so many times it's pathetic. It's an escape, and a way to make a little extra money.
More than the money, I've made some really good friends over the past two years. They've told me what they like and don't like about my stories. I appreciate each and every one of them.