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The Erotic Woman

On The Sly
Straight
The place was a dive but, like Conn, she found the bohemian clutter erotic. The streamlined minimalism of Conn’s condo couldn’t match the passionate personality of this place. His platform bed had no rungs to grasp when she worked to match his rhythm and his furniture was arranged in such way that she couldn’t spy their bodies writhing together the way she could in the antique mirror that hung over her dresser. Her old bed whined in tune with his every thrust as he pumped into her and the amber glow of the streetlights illuminated his hands roaming over her sweaty body.  

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Left In The Dark
Lesbian
I had only ever seen my neighbour through the blur of my sheer curtains as she came and went over the past two months. I had expected her to be snooty like most others under fifty in my predominantly senior neighborhood. She had always been well dressed with her hair impeccable. That morning she was without make-up and in grey sweats, her blonde hair messily tucked in a pony tail. 

*originally published at Torquere's Off The Vine

Island Flavour (September 2009)
Straight
I began my own exploration, covering the expanse of his shoulders and down his arms. After a word with the landlady, he’d been working hard the past few weeks to repair the narrow boardwalk that led to the beach. It showed in the definition and muscle I felt beneath my hands. Traveling lower, I also felt the thickness around his middle. With a chuckle I gave him a pinch.

Midday Ruckus (July 2009)
Straight
Noel was slung over Jeremy’s shoulder like a sack of potatoes and she was squirming like a worm on a fishing hook. His wide forearm was braced beneath her bare bottom, which was bisected by a black g-string. Up to mid-thigh, her shapely legs were covered in black fishnets topped with hot-pink lace. One foot was bare while a glossy stiletto barely clung to the other.

My Heroes (September 2008)
Bisexual/Menage
“Our little house pet thinks I’m fucking with her.” Tobey snatched her cigarette, took a defiant puff and tossed it over the edge of the balcony. “Isn’t that a pisser? We welcome her into our home; give her food, shelter, hot water, cable. Then she insults us by suggesting we’d be cruel enough to mess with that pretty red head of hers by suggesting a night of melt-your-eyeballs sex, only to point and laugh when she agrees.”

Tom (January 2008)
Straight
With a final heave, Tom buried himself deep and crushed her against the seat. She felt the vibrations of his heart drumming in tune with her own muffled pulse. Her head was so light it felt as though it would float up and bob against the roof of the car. The vague thought occurred to her that he would be clinging to her for the rest of the day and she found that she didn’t care.

Blackout
Straight
I raised my right brow and took on a sober tone. "What would I possibly need from you now?"

The expression on his face was too much. He honestly thought I was serious. He winced slightly and shook his head, no doubt on the verge of apologizing when I shoved the door open and stepped aside. "I was just finishing my shower. You're more than welcome to join me."

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Greencoat
Straight
When I returned they were still at it beneath the covers as one grunting, panting, pulsing entity. I wondered if at some point she had started to put up a bit of a fight, for he had her hands clasped together over her head. She was no worse for wear, however, not with his other hand squirming between their bodies.

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About

Annemarie Hartnett lives in Eastern Canada, has a degree in English literature, and it is universally acknowledged that she is slightly deranged.

She is a regular contributor to Oysters & Chocolate Erotic and in 2009 her short story "What Wind is to Fire" appeared in the vampire anthology, Bites of Passion.

Her first novella, The Company of Fools is scheduled for release in January 2010.

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