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Private Fountains, Volume 2
Private Fountains, Volume 2
Private Fountains, Volume 2
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When it comes to telling sensuous, tasteful, yet unabashedly explicit tales about women who love to give their lovers "golden showers," put on a wet show, or just turn themselves on in private with a little damp solo fun, acclaimed erotica writer Jeremy Edwards is without equal. Devotees of stories about happy, pleasure-loving women for whom "wetter is better" will see at once that this is an author who speaks their language. And readers who are new to fiction that celebrates the erotic delights of holding on and letting go will see what they've been missing the moment they meet Edwards' sexy, seductive heroines.

PRIVATE FOUNTAINS, VOLUME 2 contains eight short stories: "Phone Support"; "Seduction with a Splash"; "A Day with Audrey"; "Uninhibited"; "The Water-Cooler Routine"; "Jenna's Gambit"; "Give the Customer a Choice"; "The Last Dry Lady"; and is approximately 14,300 words.

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Release dateJul 27, 2012
ISBN9781476408064
Private Fountains, Volume 2
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Jeremy Edwards

Described by the Erotica Readers & Writers Association as “one of the most original and amusing erotic authors around,” Jeremy Edwards (www.jeremyedwardserotica.com) is the author of some one hundred fifty erotic short stories and two erotocomedic novels, Rock My Socks Off and The Pleasure Dial (IPPY Bronze Medalist, 2014). His work has been published by Clean Sheets, Cleis Press, Coming Together, The Erotic Woman, Excessica, FeatherLit, Fishnet, Forum (UK), Go Deeper Press, HarperCollins UK, LadyLit, 1001 Nights Press, Oysters & Chocolate, Penguin, Racy Pages, Ruthie’s Club, Scarlet, Seal Press, Simon & Schuster, and Xcite Books, and in five volumes of The Mammoth Book of Best New Erotica. Jeremy has been a featured reader at In the Flesh and Essensuality in New York, the Erotic Literary Salon in Philadelphia, and the Rochester Erotic Arts Festival.

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    Private Fountains, Volume 2 - Jeremy Edwards

    Private Fountains, Volume 2

    Copyright © 2012 by Jeremy Edwards.

    Edited by Sharazade for 1001 Nights Press. Cover design by Willsin Rowe.

    All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the copyright owner.

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

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    Adult Content Warning

    This story contains sexually explicit acts involving consenting adults. It is not intended for minors under the age of eighteen.

    Table of Contents

    Phone Support

    Seduction with a Splash

    A Day with Audrey

    Uninhibited

    The Water-Cooler Routine

    Jenna’s Gambit

    Give the Customer a Choice

    The Last Dry Lady

    Phone Support

    The art-department manager had a typical set of goals for this retreat—a glorified camping trip for the art staff. And Alec, always a good sport about corporate nonsense, had resolved to show the proper team spirit.

    But much more important to Alec was the personal goal that he’d set.

    Alec’s goal was to take things as far as he could with Iris, without crossing the line. No, he couldn’t cross the line—that was of paramount importance—but he was also intent on not leaving any thrills untasted on this side of the line. In the coming days, it was desperately important to him to make the most of the magic of flirtation and the sparkle of play.

    Paulette, waiting back home, would expect no less of him.

    Iris would have been his favorite workmate even if he hadn’t found her sexy as hell. She was someone he could gripe to, kid around with, and get good advice from. Meanwhile, the fact of the matter was that her teasing eyes, her quirky nose, and her cute, compact arse gave him a hearty response in the turn-on department, which complemented the feelings of camaraderie quite nicely.

    So, they’re sleeping in their underwear out here, Alec related into the phone the first night. At bedtime they wander around, tent to tent, socializing—mostly just in briefs, panties, and bras. Do you want me to opt out of all that?

    Don’t you dare, said Paulette.

    This is what he’d known she would say. Alec and Paulette had always been enthusiastic supporters of each other’s innocuous little adventures outside their own bedroom.

    He kissed the phone goodnight; then he stripped to his own underwear and left his tent, in search of a midnight beer. Iris, scrumptious in a tee and tight blue panties, was near the cooler.

    I like your pajamas, he said.

    She slowly rotated a full 360 degrees, showing off her pajamas. These are my summer pajamas, she said with a witty lilt. In the winter, I add a pair of socks.

    Alec grinned, and his erection bobbed in his briefs.

    "I like what you’re wearing with your pajama bottoms," Iris quipped, nodding toward his crotch.

    He shrugged, affecting nonchalance. Thanks. In winter, I put a sock over it.

    She chortled into her beer and slapped him affectionately on the shoulder.

    Paulette had a dinner to attend the next night, so Alec phoned her at lunchtime.

    Everyone pees in front of everyone else out on the trails—the guys, the women … There’s no standing on ceremony, no ducking behind trees, no hands over eyes.

    Uh-huh.

    So it’s bare asses when the ladies squat out there to piss.

    I understand, Alec. I’ve done it. There was an undercurrent of laughter in

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