Friday, October 24, 2014
Week 65 - A Sexy Halloween - @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors
Welcome to the 65th week of My Sexy Saturday.
This week’s theme is a sexy Halloween. What is more sexy than Halloween? We love witches, goblins and everything that this day has come to mean. Of course, for some it’s Samhain and that’s cool too. We just love things that go bump in the night.
So this week scare us in the best ways. Show us your sexy characters and their sexy romance on or near Halloween. Tell us the whole story on how they fell in love, what they do to stay in love and all the little details in between. Show us the good, the bad and the ugly as it’s those situations which pull us closer to those characters. Show us those characters even if they have nothing in common with Halloween. We still want to see them!
My sexy snippet this week does not have a thing to do with Halloween. It does come from a paranormal WIP, tentatively entitled, Ricochet and it is sexy. So it half qualifies. We have a married couple. A husband consumed with having a baby. A wife who wants one but not now. A pool boy. And a miscarriage that opens the door to some strange happenings. But this excerpt is just fun, no angst and introduces two of the characters. Enjoy. Please visit the other authors on this hop at:
They traipsed down the walkway to his truck. When they reached it, she turned to him.
“That first pool session was rather fast, Matt. Are you always that fast?” Sandy surprised herself with that question and its tone. Plus, she had batted her eyelashes. God was she that dick-starved?
“Fast? No, Missus Stamper.”
“Call me Sandy.”
“Sandy, then. No. This was to get a feel of what service you need. Fast? Naw, not me.” He moved closer and looked her directly in the eyes. “I always take my time. Slow, steady. Never turn down a request. Right in there up to my eyeballs until my client is satisfied.”
Sandy swallowed and backed up.
“That’s re-assuring. I'm in good hands then. See you next session, Matt.” She turned on her heels and swiftly made her way back up the path. Once in the house, she went right to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of beer. She didn’t know whether to drink it or stick in her panties to cool off. Deciding to drink it won and she finished it off so fast no condensation got to form on the bottle’s surface before she tossed it. She spoke out loud to her absent husband, Connor.
“Babe, you’re going to have a substantial dinner because you are going to need your strength to bang your wife half the night.”