Relationship Sexy

Sexy Excerpt: Seduced By A River

Posted by on Jun 2, 2018

The leaves are just starting to unfurl here in Colorado at 9,000 feet. In this sexy excerpt from my soon-to-be-republished erotic memoir, Seduced By A River, my man wasn’t here to share them with me. Longing, my muse, loves to have her way with me…

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Woven

Posted by on May 13, 2016

  Here’s some more sexy art from the Seattle Erotic Arts Festival…     I found myself captivated with the couple in this piece of art entitled ‘Woven’ by fine art photographer Craig Stocks. Here’s what I fictionalized about it: (After my version you’ll get the real story) When Hannah saw the flyer on the wall by the bathroom of her favorite coffee shop, she took a picture of it and texted it to her husband Hank with the caption: Let’s . And now they were at the photographer’s studio: an empty room with a spot lit black box in the middle. Another couple,...

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Smell The Roses

Posted by on May 6, 2016

For your reading pleasure…the story that was accepted by the Literary Arts Division of the Seattle Erotic Arts Festival this year. Smell The Roses I’ve never been one for the romantic gesture of champagne and roses.  And dear lord don’t even think about it on Valentine’s Day when every other man is doing as Hallmark dictates.  Give me a handful of wildflowers, a hit of Jameson’s from your flask and lay me down in the sage and we can remind each other what it truly means to be free. But right now I’m rethinking all that because we are in the city and there isn’t a wildflower in sight....

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Silent Night

Posted by on Dec 25, 2015

We’re having a sensuous Christmas. A freshly cut blue spruce stands inside the cabin waiting to be adorned. A colorful display of envelopes, cards from family and friends, are scattered beneath the boughs like the precious gifts that they are. We no longer buy into the the tradition of giving Christmas presents, choosing instead to retreat to our cabin to appreciate the gifts we already have. We’ve been unwrapping each other every morning in the dreamy dark. Tonight our wood-fired hot tub is at 105 degrees. After a week of snowstorms, the sky has cleared and a full moon is rising...

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Riviere

Posted by on Aug 15, 2015

  I am halfway through a four mile hike around our cabin when my man’s text comes through: I’m an hour away. He’s in a pocket of cell coverage and so am I, so he just might get the text I compose back: Sorry, I’m running late but I sent someone to meet you at the cabin and get the party started.  Get this: her name is River. My thumb hovers over the send button.  Once I hit it, I’ll be committed to the Call Girl role play that’s been brewing in the back of my brain for well over a year now. I’ve already done my eyes with the purple eyeliner I got at the new Mac store at the Denver airport...

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