Let’s Talk S*E*X!
Some people don’t like to talk about sex. I know. That kind of thinking boggles my mind. But everyone has their own way of dealing with sex, and that’s cool with me. Of course, I think they’re missing out on a lot of fun. But I would say that, wouldn’t I? *lusty grin*
Wes is one of them. Like many people he feels his sex life should be private. Oops! He married the wrong woman for that. And he feels sex is a subject that shouldn’t be talked about. Oops! He definitely married the wrong woman for that. LOL
Yet I run into men all the time who love to talk about sex. It’s one of their fav subjects. Mine, too, as you know.
Yesterday was a good example. Spring is definitely here in South Carolina. The pine pollen has come and gone, and the temps are quickly sliding into the 80s. I’ve spent the last few nights working in my gardens, where the lilies are already a foot high, the winter weeds are on crack and spreading like crazy, and the wild roses are…well….WILD. Yeah, I’ve been doing lots of weeding, pruning, and planting.
It’s also time for the annual termite inspection for our termite bond. Turns out the guy who usually does the inspection is no longer with the company, so the owner came by yesterday to crawl under the house and check for termites. Everything looked good (Whew!), and as he was leaving he asked about all the junk Wes keeps in the garage. That lead to talk about sales and marketing, and I told him I’m in sales too. Kinda. He asked what I do, and I told him write erotic novels.
Whoa! His eyes really lit up with that one. So we talked for quite a while about erotica and sex, and how some people just don’t like to talk about it. He was also thrilled to discover I’m a Witch. I told him I do booksignings at Waldenbooks down the street, and he asked if I keep any of my books here in my office. You know I do. Lots of my customers order books directly from me, because they want signed copies and live too far away to come to my booksignings.
So I dashed up to my office and found two novels I thought he might like with lots of sex and Witch stuff in them. Much to my surprise he bought them, and then signed up for my monthly newsletter. As he walked out the door, he told me how happy he was to meet me and said if I were his wife he would tell everyone I write erotica. He thought that was totally cool. Really nice guy.
I laughed when he said that, because I could just imagine what Wes would think.
Sure enough that evening when I tell Wes he rolls his eyes. "You do attract some strange ones, darlin’," he says, looking at me like I’m a perv and all my friends are pervy, too.
True.
"Yeah, but you married me," I reply.
I have to admit I don’t remember his response. I was too busy noticing how tasty he looked and how much I wanted to slip my hand into his pants and wrap my fingers around his delicious cock, stroking it. Maybe giving it a squeeze. Maybe even a lick or two.
Okay, I’m easily distracted.
This reminds me of how Wes always says I think with my pussy rather than my brain.
True.
Oh, well. Once a perv always a perv. But at least I’m consistent, right?
xoxo
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (excerpts from all of my novels)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (excerpts from all of my novels)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)
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