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It's Just Sex
It's Just Sex
It's Just Sex
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It's Just Sex

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It's Just Sex is a collection of erotic short stories where men and women indulge in casual, no strings fun. Prepare to be titillated and aroused as each story unfolds into hardcore action. Adults only 18+

LanguageEnglish
Release dateMay 9, 2012
ISBN9781476295244
It's Just Sex
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Darren G. Burton

I have been a writer for over 30 years. I've written numerous full length works of fiction and non-fiction, as well as many short stories and anthologies.darrenburton77@gmail.com

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    It's Just Sex - Darren G. Burton

    It’s Just Sex

    Darren G. Burton

    Published by Darren G. Burton at Smashwords

    Copyright © 2012 Darren G. Burton

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    Chapter One - Casual Sex

    Greg was single and bored. He was single by choice as he didn’t want a relationship, but he still desired some female company; especially the sexual kind. He didn’t like being bored. It was Friday night and he’d grown a little tired of frequenting the bar and club scene every weekend. There had to be another way of getting laid on a regular basis that didn’t involve getting mindlessly drunk.

    He was sitting out the back on the patio, a bourbon and Coke beside his laptop on the table. He took a sip and continued to scroll through the results of his Google search.

    All the links to websites were basically the same thing. Online dating sites for either relationships or casual liaisons. He’d tried a few of those in the past but without success. He really wasn’t at all interested in the relationship sites, and the adult sites seemed to get no response at all when he went to the bother of creating a profile.

    No, if it was going to be internet based, it needed to have a different, more genuine and direct approach between the clientele.

    He tried a few different searches, varying the keywords several times. It was on the fourth attempt that a link near the top of the search results caught his eye.

    The Casual Sex Club.

    Greg clicked on the link and drank more bourbon while waiting for the web page to load. When it had he scanned the opening pitch and clicked through some of the subsequent pages.

    The site cost more to join than some of the others, but the owners of the site ran a bit of a screening process before passing on possible matches to contact. Greg opened up the sign-up page, shrugged, then commenced entering the required details, which also included what he was looking for in a casual sex partner. When that was done he submitted the information and paid the required fee with his credit card.

    An email came through five minutes later confirming his membership. It also stated that he would receive his first list of possible candidates within twenty-four hours.

    Guess now all he could do was wait and see what happened.

    * * *

    When he checked his emails that morning there was a message from the Casual Sex Club saying that they had a found five possible matches for him. Greg logged into his account and opened up the profile of the first candidate.

    She was a blonde woman around his age of late twenties. If her pictures were recent and true, then she was certainly very physically attractive. She was after casual, no strings sex, but preferably a monogamous physical relationship with the same partner. Greg wasn’t sure if he wanted to commit anything to the same woman so he clicked on the next profile and perused the pics and information.

    A natural redhead. He so wasn’t into redheads.

    Next.

    The third profile was a brunette of early twenties and extremely pretty. She had a solid figure, but definitely in proportion with fantastic tits that threatened to burst the buttons on her tight blouse. She was after a one-off sexual encounter, but was open to the possibility of more intimate liaisons with the right person.

    Greg emailed her, keeping things brief as he wasn’t real sure what to say anyway. He just introduced himself and requested CandyLane check out his profile. He included his cell phone number at the end and sent the message.

    See what happens.

    He went and took a shower, had a shave, did a bit of other grooming, slipped into a summery robe and went back out to the kitchen. His phone was on charge over near the toaster. When he checked it he saw there was a missed call from a cell phone number he didn’t recognize. Curious, Greg dialed the number and waited for an answer on the other end.

    The sweet, sexy, velvet voice that answered the phone gave him an instant erection. And she only said the one word.

    Hello?

    Hi, uh, this is Greg. I was just returning a missed call from your number. Is this CandyLane?

    It sure is, Sexy. My real name is Cynthia. So, would you like to meet up later for a drink?

    Sure.

    If all goes well we can go back to my place to play. How’s that sound?

    That sounds fucking awesome! Greg thought, but replied with, That sounds like a great plan.

    They arranged to meet for an afternoon drink at a lazy bar overlooking the ocean.

    For the rest of the day three o’clock couldn’t come quick enough for Greg. He was feeling horny as hell and couldn’t wait to get the drink over with and onto the next level. Provided things went that far of course. He couldn’t see any reason why they wouldn’t. They were both obviously

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