Chapter 01: The Beginning
My first attempt at erotic writing so I would appreciate feedback. It's semi autobiographical, well sort of the way I would have liked it to go. I'm in England so use English terms throughout. Hope you enjoy it.
7.30am the alarm rings.
Carol turns over looks at the glowing red numbers and mutters "Oh no it's time."
On the other side of the room against her wardrobe, like judges, hang three outfits. The one she chooses to wear to-day will probably change her life.
It had all seemed so simple a couple of months ago. Jim, her long time lover, had finally walked out on her and in a very short time she had found it difficult to pay her bills. She needed someone to share her house and preferably bed with.. A couple of weeks of trawling her normal bars and clubs had produced nothing other than a couple of guys who wanted to fuck her and dump her. Then an idea had popped into her head. Her very first lover, what was his name? Oh that was it, Arthur. Their affair had never properly finished, they had sort of drifted apart when he started touring the country with a Rock 'n' Roll band and she had stayed at home to study music. So, she had placed a personal advert in the local paper. Within a week she had a phone call from him. He had been totally surprised to hear from her after twenty five years and despite being married he had agreed to meet up with her in the safe environment of a local supermarket cafe. On that first occasion she took a chance and dressed in the mini skirt and black stockings that her body and legs still looked good in. It was as though they had never been apart and within an hour they were in her living room, her skirt around her waist, his hand inside her soaking wet knickers playing with her clit and she was moaning in ecstasy. Before she could come he withdrew his hand
