I’m handing my site over to author Jordan Buchanan today so that she can tell you about her latest book release!
On-the-Job Training: Probation Period
By Jordan Buchanan
Release June 7 on Amazon
On-the-Job Training is a new serial romance by Jordan Buchanan told in three episodes: Orientation, Probation Period, and Permanent Position. It’s the love story of architect John Mackenzie and his personal assistant, Laura Benson. The two feel an instant attraction to each other from the moment he interviews her and after denying and fighting it for weeks, they give in to their desires and begin a torrid relationship. Laura has finally found the Dom she’s always wanted and John the submissive he’s always needed.
They’re ordinary people with jobs, friends, and family and must find ways to fit in facets of the BDSM lifestyle along with the demands of everyday life. Laura faces telling her college-agehome for a visit, about her new “relationship status” as John, widowed for two years, is finally able to keep his last promise to his wife and scatter her ashes. And if paddles and floggers, children and siblings aren’t enough to handle, there’s Jacqueline Deane to contend with. The widow of John’s partner, she appears to be embezzling from Deane & Mackenzie…when she’s not busy antagonizing Laura and attempting to seduce John.
Warning: This title contains explicit sexual content and a healthy dose of humor.
Probation Period is the second installment of the OTJT serial; the third concluding episode, Permanent Position, will be released on August 7.
Excerpt: John takes Laura on an interesting shopping trip
When I pulled into the parking lot of the adult toy store where Evvie worked, Laura’s eyes grew big and round. “Is this the place you got …”
“Yes, ma’am, it sure is. Let’s go see if Evvie’s here.”
I led her into the den of iniquity; it was fun to watch her eyes darting from each item to the next. She yanked me to a stop at a display of flavored lubricants. “Bubble gum? Ooh, watermelon rock candy!”
That caught my ear, so I grabbed a tube. A familiar voice called out, “Well, if it isn’t Mr. John. And he brought his pretty lady with him this time!”
I turned to see Evvie, bearing down on us, a wide white smile on her coffee-colored face. “How could I stay away from a charmer like you, Miss Evvie?”
“Nobody can, Mr. John.” She grinned at me and tilted her head toward Laura. “And this is?”
“Where are my manners? Evvie, this is my girlfriend, Laura.”
“About time he brought you in, darlin’.” The plump woman squeezed Laura’s hand then tucked it into the crook of her arm. “Now you come with me and let Evvie show you the good stuff.”
Laura glanced over her shoulder at me as Evvie pulled her along past displays of condoms—no, thank you very much—vibrators, magazines, and DVDs. I couldn’t tell if she was amused or terrified, but she followed the leader without complaint. Our hostess with the mostest finally halted in front of a large, locked glass cabinet containing leather goods—floggers, paddles, and whips from what I could see. Evvie produced a key from her pocket and unlocked the case releasing the heavenly smell of fine leather. The only scent I know of that’s more appealing to men is “new car.”
“I told Mr. John to bring you over to see these. The store owner found an honest-to-God leather artisan in Maryland that makes them. So much nicer and better made than that junk from overseas.” She reached for a black paddle that was hanging on a hook by its strap. “This is double leather, sewed, not glued, together with a hand-rubbed oak handle. Leather is more flexible than wood, obviously, and better for a beginner. And I bet you’re not far from being a newbie, Miss Laura?”
She nodded. I was getting a kick out of seeing her caught a bit off guard. Evvie had taken me by surprise on my first visit to the store too so I knew how Laura felt. She’d come around in a few minutes after she got over her initial shock.
“The only thing you need to keep in mind is no hitting the kidneys or anything else she says not to hit, Mr. John.” She tapped the end of the paddle against her palm. “These are made for be-hinds.” She emphasized both syllables of the word and we laughed.
“How do you suggest we start out, Evvie? I don’t want to hurt her. I mean, I want it to sting, but I don’t want to harm her.”
She gave me a wicked grin. “You let her whack you with it first.”
Laura gasped. “What?”
Evvie nodded vehemently. “Yes, ma’am. If he doesn’t know what it feels like, he won’t know how to gauge the force he puts into his swing.
Laura reached for it with tentative fingers, then wrapped them around the wooden handle and swished it through the air a few times. A smile began slowly spreading across her face. “I think I can get be-hind that idea.”
Evvie snorted. “You got yourself a good one here, Mr. John. I can see she’s got a whole lotta spunk.”
I winked at Evvie. “Oh, honey, you don’t know the half of it. She’s the best brat ever.”
Laura shook the paddle at me. “You better believe it, Sir!”
“Why don’t I take that up to the counter with this lubricant while you two look around a little more?”
“Thank you, I’d appreciate that.” Evvie knew when she had a sale.