The Swing of Things by Linda Keir
Updated: May 12
Jayne and Eric Larsen love their life. They have a lovely house in suburban Denver, Colorado. Jayne is on the partner track at her law firm; Eric is a part-time musician and full-time dad to six-year-old Sophie. What’s not love? Except, unbeknownst to each other, they are bored. SO bored. Especially when it comes to the routine sex they have once a week on date night.
So, when fellow parents, Theo and Mia Winters, invite them over for a dinner with friends that ends in skinny-dipping, they are more than willing to dive in. One dinner leads to three and before you know it, they are drawing names out of a fish bowl to see whom will pair up with whom for the evening. As Jayne and Eric move deeper and deeper into swinging, a tragic event brings an abrupt halt to the get-togethers for the group. Which might be a good thing . . . As Jayne and Eric surface from the heady rush the “lifestyle” has been providing, things look different than before. Eric realizes he has intense feelings for fellow swinger, Amanda. But he still loves Jayne. Jayne starts to see that Theo has kept her so off-kilter she hasn’t questioned his actions or motives for his involvement in one of her legal cases.
As their “About the Author” page will cheekily tell you, Linda Keir is the pen name for two authors who are married, but not to each other. That dynamic works exceptionally well in The Swing of Things, as the sex scenes are tightly written and yummy good. The interplay between the characters during sex is nuanced and varied – carnal and passionate, distracted and distracting, tender and vulnerable. The novel would be good enough on its own as straight-up erotica, but the suspenseful subplots hold their own. Will Eric and Jayne stay together? Or will there even be a “together” left after the fallout from the big case Jayne’s been working on? Maybe the real question is: When is “having it all” too much and when is “having enough” really having it all? In the case of The Swing of Things, there is no such thing as “too much”, only more. Please.