Short Stories
by erotica author Jeremy Edwards
[See also the Spark My Moment collection.]
Any Day of the Week includes “Any Day of the Week.”
e-Xcite (2010).
I began to hone in on her rhythm. Her fingers tapping on the keyboard, her legs shifting position, her papers rustling ... these themes interacted to establish an erotic beat that was punctuated by her unconscious flashing, which was becoming more frequent. Tappity-tap WINK rustle-rustle WINK shift-rustle-rustle-shift WINK.
“Le Petit Déjeuner” was published at Every Night Erotica in 2010.
As we make love, I imagine that we are back in Paris. That there is a bidet in our bathroom. That people are speaking French on the sidewalk below. That around the corner is the little pharmacy where I had to resort to an earthy pantomime to indicate that I required a box of condoms. Where the pharmacist, a handsome woman of about thirty-five with dark, humorous eyes, smiled knowingly at me when I paid for them.
Sex in the City: New York (ed. Maxim Jakubowski) includes “The Same Fifty Taxis.”
Xcite Books (2010), ISBN-13 978-1907016240.
Millicent’s adorable ass enlivened the lone barstool at my kitchenette counter. I stood proudly at hand, watching her attack the similarly round and cute cappuccino-coconut scoop I’d served up. I ate slowly, for my part, letting small spoonfuls melt on my tongue. Millicent teased me about wandering the Upper East Side with a pint of ice cream, hoping to pick up women.
How and why had I forgotten that I was in love with her? Watching her smile and laugh in my kitchen seemed to make the complexities and ambivalence melt away like the ice cream, to put me in touch once more with uncomplicated lust and straightforward emotions. Again I let impulse guide me.
“You owe me, Millicent. I’ve been back for two years, and you haven’t jumped my sexy bones.”
She gaped, her spoon frozen in action. “You remember I said that?”
“Of course I do.” For a year or two in Pittsburgh, I’d used that memory as a sail.
“I wonder what else you remember.”
I helped myself to the flirty curl at the bottom of her retro hairdo. “I remember that this is your natural hair color—and how delicious it looked on you, even when one had to delve deep to find it.”
“The Fabric” was published at Every Night Erotica in 2010.
“I like my pleasures parceled out in discrete moments.”
“You must get more out of them than most people. Your pleasures, I mean.”
“Perhaps I do.”
“That’s good, um ...“ Her eyebrows inquired his name.
“Federico.”
“That’s very good, Federico. Very sensual of you.”
He valued the implication that she was an authority.
Fairy Tale Lust (ed. Kristina Wright) includes “Gildi and the Unwieldy, Ineffectual Committee of Bears.”
Cleis Press (2010), ISBN-13 978-157344-3975.
“That can’t be right,” said Athlete. “Maybe you’re here next Saturday, the 27th?”
Gildi couldn’t help rolling her eyes, but she spoke calmly. “The Student Association arranged it, because I’m performing at your Spring Fling. I think you’re supposed to look in the guest log—assuming you can locate it.”
Freckles & Glasses shook his head. “Nah, the log won’t do any good if it was arranged through the S.A.”
“Do we still have a VIP spreadsheet on the upstairs computer?” asked Black Clothing.
“The spreadsheet wouldn’t reflect an S.A. booking, either,” said Athlete. “They only use that for visiting lecturers—things the faculty liaison sets up.”
“Besides,” said Freckles, “that computer is in the shop.”
“Maybe I should just get a hotel room,” said Gildi. She was beginning to lose patience. Irritation quivered through her above the waist, while her libido continued to pulse below.
“A Thousand Wet Dreams” was published in Desire Presents Fetish magazine in 2010.
Dirtyville (ed. Sommer Marsden) includes “The Water-Cooler Routine.”
Spastic Girl Press (2010).
Coming Together: As One (ed. Alessia Brio) includes “Ménage à Denim.” Sales benefit ONE.
Coming Together (2010), ISBN-13 978-1451535044.
The relationships were compartmentalized, weren’t they, thought Dina. Like the pockets of her favorite pair of jeans ... Keys, rigid and ready, always in the right pocket. Soft, fresh tissues, always in the left.
“Phone Support” was published in Forum [UK] magazine in 2010.
The art-department manager had a typical set of goals for this retreat—a glorified camping trip for the art staff. And Alec, always a good sport about corporate nonsense, had resolved to show the proper team spirit.
But much more important to Alec was the personal goal that he’d set.
Alec’s goal was to take things as far as he could with Iris, without crossing the line. No, he couldn’t cross the line—that was of paramount importance—but he was also intent on not leaving any thrills untasted on this side of the line. In the coming days, it was desperately important to him to make the most of the magic of flirtation and the sparkle of play.
Paulette, waiting back home, would expect no less of him.
The Cougar Book (ed. Jolie du Pré) includes “Boston. Breasts. Bohemian.”
Logical-Lust (2010).
“Sorry about the breasts,” he said nervously, stepping to the side so he could face me. I took a peek at the cartoon lady’s cleavage, which I hadn’t noticed before. “I didn’t mean to draw them so large. I don’t want people to decide I’m one of those guys who thinks a woman amounts to a set of breasts.”
I felt a flush in my own, relatively generous, chest. “It’s okay, Ned. Hey, women have breasts. And breasts are nice, right?” I laughed, more self-consciously than I was used to in my workplace.
Copyright © 2005–2010 Jeremy Edwards.