You spoke and I listened, and now I want to thank you!
Everybody’s Favorite Erotic Author….
You spoke & I listened, & now I want to thank you!
Hi Now I feel comfortable telling you all my stories, and particularly about the private party I’m going to attend in Monaco. And when I say private party, I mean the type where private parts are on show!
But first though, I would like to thank you all from the bottom of my heart for the amazing support you have given me. It appears I was wrong to give in, conform, and tone it down. It’s so unlike me to do that. You’ll normally find no filters with me, but I’ll tell you more about that part of my story in a minute, (go to the bottom of this email). For now, though, you should know that the naughtiness can continue. Yay!
Let me start by telling you a much more interesting story.
When Freddie went home, it took a few days before he called me, thankfully our routine telephone conversations got back on track from that point. I was already missing him – he is such the sweetest guy.
A week had almost passed by since then and I knew he was going to be pretty pi*s*d at with me, when the party invitation dropped through my door. I was invited to another private party, one without him. I just knew it was going to be difficult for him to accept.
Fortunately for me, I live less than three miles from the where the party was located. Lucky for me, but not for Freddie! I was sure he would have delayed his recent visit to France had he known. For a time, I thought about not telling him, but I was sure he would find out, because he reads my emails too.
I wasn’t sure whether I wanted to go without him either. But of course, I told my current boyfriend, Hugo all about the previous party Freddie and his boyfriend Kevin and I went to. I told him what we got up to. (the fictional version of this story can be found in Darker Shades of Scarlett) Click Here to get it
Hugo has been living at my place on and off for a few weeks, and his arousal is as keen as ever. We are almost half way through our time together and my thoughts are sometimes about what happens next. Neither one of us want to talk about it yet.
So, you may remember back in January, that I had to fly all the way to New York to find a decent private party, the one Freddie took me too. Now, would you believe it, one has appeared more or less in my home town! My invitation was from a very close friend of mine and I was sure she would want to share a little bit of Hugo with me. I’ve spotted her giving him the eye.
But, when I spoke to her, I found out that I was only half right.
It took her two days to return my call, (I’m not going to name her, she would un-friend me in a heartbeat and I am not talking un-friend me in a Facebook way either. The ‘I should leave the country type of un-friending’). Yes, Hugo must come, without a doubt she said, I’ve wanted him for some time, but do you think Freddie and Kevin could come too?
It was 11 am in France when I called him. I knew he would still be asleep, but I couldn’t wait to ask him. “Do you know what the blo*dy time is woman?” He yelled. He always uses that word with me when he gets like this. It’s funny because he tries to say it in a British accent to mock me, but it didn’t work today.
I calmed him down, not once but twice. First for being woken, and then because he thought I should have told him earlier. “How early do you think this is”, I asked? He got my point! I gave him the details again and asked how he felt about the idea? He said, “he’d already risen to the occasion” and asked me what I’d wear and what I wanted to do most if all four of us went together.
We consummated the conversation there and then. Yeah okay, so we do more than talk over the telephone now, doesn’t everyone these days? I pulled Hugo into the bedroom after I hung up on Freddie, and I showed him what I wanted at the party. The sun was setting before I let him go back to his writing.
So, the scene is set, Freddie and Kevin are coming from New York and Hugo and I will accompany my friend who got us the tickets.
Hugo and I had lunch with my friend and I’m sure she would have humped him on the table in front of me if we hadn’t been in a public restaurant. The woman couldn’t keep her eyes off him and Hugo knew it. I could smell her arousal from the other side of the table and he could too.
That afternoon we must have broken all the speed limits getting back to my villa.
Hugo couldn’t wait to get inside before he was inside me, we only made it as far as the terrace. I was fumbling with the keys too much apparently, so he took them and threw them on the ground, then picked me up and carried me to the sun beds.
He pulled my dress off over my head and gasped, he knows I wear nothing underneath when we go out, but it still gets him going every time when he undresses me.
I spend many an odd hour doing odd things. I write all hours of the day and at my favorite spot in the villa. My small office opens out through a huge multi-leaf set of sliding doors.
Whether they are open or closed, I get to see some strange sights, especially when people climb over my wall. The front door to my villa is around the other side of the building and when visitors come knocking, I sometimes miss them. It’s the reason why those who know me, climb over the wall!
On this day, I got the best sight yet, not from my office vantage point, but from the sun beds just outside. It made me laugh looking over Hugo’s shoulder as he was giving me a good seeing to. My friend, who we had just left had changed her mind about her afternoon schedule, and decided to follow us home.
Hugo stopped to follow my gaze and rolled us on our sides. At first, I saw her bare butt as she tried climbing down backward. As she lowered herself down, her dress got caught on something at the top, and her naked body merged into the flower bed. It was the best sight ever and I got to see it with my boyfriend inside me.
She’s a very fit woman for her age, and seeing her naked in my flower bed was a sight to behold. “Are you not going to invite me to join you” she said with her hands on her hips? “You made me climb the wall again, now I want pay back.”
I heard my neighbor cough from behind us. Although he couldn’t see us because we are tucked away in my little sun trap, I knew he would have got an eyeful of my friend. We made a dash for the door and as I bent forward to get the key in the door, I hoped for a delivery from Hugo. Instead, I saw the refection in the glass of my friend kneeling in front of Hugo.
He has been a lucky man in the weeks he has spent with me. We finally got to the bedroom and spent the rest of the afternoon in my bed.
Now, you are probably thinking my life is one big act of self-indulgent debauchery, and you would be right some of the time. At other times, I might have to go months without. Hugo will be going back to active duty in under four weeks, and after Freddie goes back following his flying visit, I will be on my own for some time. I live alone.
Sometimes my love life is overflowing with activity, then it can be dead quiet, they call it Feast or Famine for a reason.
So, soon you’ll get to hear about my visit to the private party in the company of three handsome men. I might have to share them, but that makes it more exciting, doesn’t it?
My friend, the one I mentioned earlier, invites me to all sorts of events and parties, but they’re not all private. She says I have imagination and it’s a rare talent. Most people bore her to death, she tells me, and that’s why I have to attend, to keep her company. We have fun together and I always test my limits, if I indeed have any.
So, it’s with this in mind I’m going to tell you about a little project which my friend Simone and I took on as co-authors, just for a little fun. It was at first, but then it turned into a special little short story which we are both proud to have done together.
We entered our short story into the following Erotic Science-Fiction promotion
Have you ever fantasized about being abducted by a sexy alien?
Wondered what incredibly hot sex will be like in the future?
Or would you enjoy playing Little Red Riding Hood?
Maybe you’d like to meet a dragon or two, or find an elven lover?
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Make sure you go to the bottom of this email to find out how I made a change.
I hope you enjoyed my story this week.
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Have a fabulous weekend my sweeties.
Loving you, Olivia, xoxo
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Why did I back away when I should have charged forward like I normally do?
By way of an explanation, and I am not going to harp on about this, I’m more of a person who moves on after a problem is solved. Anyway, I give a lot of free books away and when I do, some people would rather unsubscribe than hear from me again. That is their choice and I don’t mind. But there are some who get angry when I send an email after they have downloaded their first free book. They are not happy to just unsubscribe and say no thank you, they report me as someone who sends spam! And that my loyal friends are where the problems lie!
My service provider has repeatedly told me to cut down on the number of spam complaints or face my account being closed. It appears that this is a little over the top and not exactly true. My levels of so-called spamming are very low indeed, and I have nothing to worry about. I let my service provide take a peek last week at the 50 plus email replies I received offering support. They said I was in fact not in any danger of having my account closed. It was an oversight on my part and something I should have deal with directly much sooner. I apologize to everyone for all the high drama leading up to this point.
Apparently, I have filters! Who would have known? If I told my closest friend this, they’d never believe it. I always go about the World un-filtered. No, seriously, my email service provider told me a filter had been set wrongly. Who would have guessed? If it hadn’t been for a few good people who forced me to take notice and question something that didn’t appear right, then who knows what would have happened. Thank you again for your help.
The good news is we can resume our naughtiness…Double Yay! I do still need to be careful with my words though, This, is one of the underlying factors, an email can be sent to your junk/spam folder for bad language or certain phrases used. I’m learning them so that I don’t make the same mistakes again.
Please know in closing that I will continue sending you my stories.