Sam Barringer worked his way up from the slums of Philadelphia to a corner office with a magnificent view of Manhattan. A corporate attorney, Sam was a powerhouse in his field, making more money than he could spend. Still single, he watched quietly as his associates' marriages crumbled, one after another. It seemed there was always another beautiful gold-digger ready to take whatever the first, or second or third wife left up for grabs. Many of his male clients were ridiculously wealthy and so very alone, unable to trust their own judgment when it came to women. Yet, he knew, there were good women out there. The problem was they worked in coffee shops and school lunchrooms, as bus drivers and mechanics, hardly likely to meet a man who could and would provide them with security, love and guidance. The men surrounding him were unhappy and frustrated, looking for something they were never going to find, despite their wealth. It was then that Sam decided to help, and Sugar Babies was born. Surrounding himself with positive, upbeat people, he resigned his position, left town and set up a matchmaking service. Quickly Sam discovered that there were a lot more men like him than he'd previously believed. Men who wanted a loving, respectful and somewhat obedient partner to share their lives. Men who were naturally dominant and firmly believed that disciplining their woman was sometimes necessary to insure a healthy, peaceful and long term relationship. While scouting out a new location for a branch office, Sam meets Johanna Maxwell. Jo is beautiful, hard working and everyone's best friend. She could be counted on for house sitting, baby-sitting or pet sitting, or even a last minute loan, if cash ran low between paydays. In fact, the only person Jo didn't take care of was Jo. Sam falls hard, but can he convince Jo that his business is legitimate? More to the point, can he convince her that when he pulls her over his knee, it's out of love?

Marcus learned two important lessons in life; trust your gut and never hide your true nature. The first made him a best-selling author, and the second kept him single. Dragging his twin brother Ty to a match-making party was a split-second decision. Sam, owner and CEO of Sugar Babies, Inc., made frequent offers to find him the perfect woman. 'Perfect woman' was an oxymoron and if such a creature existed, he wasn't interested. It was difficult to justify spanking a well-behaved young lady and Marcus had no intention of giving up his favorite past-time. If nothing else, the party might help get the sassy red-head in the death- defying heels out of his head. The 'Luck of the Irish' eluded Susan, and she didn't expect anything to change. Running into Sam on her bike was an accident, something she had plenty of experience with. It was amazing how quickly her life changed once she agreed to let Sugar Babies, Inc. find her a match. The suite, the clothes,and room service, all made her pinch herself several times a day. This was one man and a chance for a lasting relationship - a chance she had to take. Only two weeks ago, she had considered taking up the world's oldest profession just to survive. Kelsey stood naked in front of a large mirror, critically taking note of her body. Small breasts, slim hips and short of stature, she could easily pass for a child. If someone were looking for a little girl of their own, she was certainly built for the job, she thought in disgust. The problem was she didn't feel young; she felt old, ancient at times. Somewhere along the way all the joy had been sucked out of her. The past couple of weeks with Susan were the nicest she could remember. How long had it been since something struck her as funny, how long since she had slept an entire night without waking up in a panic? The last traces of her black eye had finally faded. Now if she could find a match who didn't scare her half to death, she just might survive!

This was it! A done deal! Susan Shaughnessy was down on her luck, frequently unemployed and mouthy as all get out, but it seemed her luck was about to change. She just signed a contract with Sugar Babies, Inc., an exclusive matchmaking company, and for the next year she would be under the watchful eye of one Marcus McCarthy, award-winning author and spanker extraordinaire. His spanking fetish was no surprise; Sue knew when she signed the contract what fired Marcus' passion but he was also the sexiest piece of eye-candy she'd seen in a long time. Marcus kept her on a slow burn with damp panties since the moment they'd met. At some point today, Susan intended to find out if he was truly the man he appeared to be and if he was, she would take the monthly allowance they agreed upon and smile all the way to the bank! Kelsey Reed was shaking in her shoes as she got into the limo that would take her to her new home, but at least she had shoes, she thought glancing at Susan's bare feet. Marcus threatened to confiscate all Susan's 'death-defying heels' but Kelsey was still surprised when he actually removed the pair Sue wore today and handed them to Sam Barringer, the owner of Sugar Babies, before getting in the car. Thank goodness Ty, Kelsey's match and Marcus' twin brother, wasn't that strict. Snuggling closer she sighed. Ty was sweet and he smelled good, a far cry from the last man who'd tried to put his hands on her. As a Veterinarian, Ty was naturally gentle and caring. If he didn't love her, that was okay. At least for the next year she would have a roof over her head and someone to hold her when she was scared. With her generous allowance, her days of sleeping in the back room at Fat Rusty's Diner with a knife under her pillow were over, no matter what happened.

When Erica asked John Braden to accompany her to Vegas for a wedding, it seemed like a good idea. John was mature, wealthy and harmless; at least she thought so until he pulled her over his knee. Suddenly the mild-mannered man from Texas didn’t seem so uncomplicated. He started flooding her office with gifts after they returned from their trip, and she was pretty sure she had his number. If he wanted a little girl of his own, he was barking up the wrong tree. As an administrative assistant for Sugar Babies Inc., she was determined to find John the perfect match, and quickly. He was far too tempting to be ignored for long. Susan Shaughnessy wasn’t really surprised when her engagement to Marcus McCarthy went horribly wrong. After all, unless the ring on her finger had magic powers, something was bound to screw things up, and the perfectly groomed, pasty-faced bitch standing in Marcus’ foyer was living proof. A man couldn’t have two fiancées, especially if one of them was Susan, so she did what she did best: cut her losses and split, taking her shoes and her grandmother’s silver with her. Letting her penchant for trouble and her Irish temper get the best of her may come back to bite her on the ass, providing Marcus can find her.