Hot Ginger!

By Ginger Starr

Six ultra erotic and very explicit short stories featuring M/F, F/F and group scenes! Titles include: "When In Paris", "Theater Games", "Rooftop Rendezvous", "Afternoon Delights", "His Assistant" and "Book Baby".

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ginger Starr Publishing
• Release date: Oct 26, 2010
• ISBN: 9781452370651

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Hot Ginger! By Ginger Starr

Published by Ginger Starr Publishing at Smashwords

Copyright 2010 Ginger Starr

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1. When In Paris

James vowed on his fourth attempt to catch the café waiter’s eye that he would never stay in Paris again longer than absolutely necessary. Business brought him to France about three times a year, but while his colleagues loved to extend their trips with long weekends of dining and shopping, he detested the rich food that upset his stomach and the insufferable attitude seemingly reserved exclusively for Americans.

Exasperated, he threw eight Euros on the table, more than enough for a latte and cheap pastry, he figured, and collected his newspapers and coat, ready to leave whether the check came or not. As he stood, the front door opened and a couple entered. The woman wore a trench coat that looked like it was lifted from Catherine Denueve’s closet.

Her slender and incredibly long legs, perched on fire engine red stilettos transfixed his gaze as she strode by his table arm in arm with the man. The waiter pulled her chair out for her as the man helped her remove her coat. She wore a black mini dress underneath that was as breathtakingly sexy as it was chic. James didn’t realize he had been staring till she turned to him with a soft smile.

He then realized his mouth was open and his coat had slipped out of his hand onto the floor. Hurriedly, he bent to retrieve it and dropped all his papers. Finally gathering his belongings, he stood again and gave her a sheepish grin in return. The waiter spun around as if seeing James for the first time. Does monsieur want his check? he sniffed.

Uh, no James stammered, his eyes now fixed on her luxurious blonde hair that fell in thick waves across her creamy shoulders. Un café, sil-vous-plait. He ignored the waiter’s slight eye roll at his attempt to speak French and sat again. The couple’s table was opposite his and he could see underneath where her short tight skirt showed the tops of her toned thighs and a dark triangular space hinted at the glory between.

His face grew hot and he looked up to see her now stare directly at him with a sly expression. It was as if she was completely aware of his thoughts. As the man hung her trench coat on a hook, James continued to watch her. He felt a thick lump in his throat to match the one rising in his pants.

He managed to stop staring at her beautiful face only because her full breasts were as enticing as her clear blue eyes. He swept his gaze over them, down to her narrow waist and then below the table again. Her long legs were now slightly parted.

James couldn’t believe it. The woman wore no panties and she was giving him a direct view of her pussy! Her golden blonde pubic hair nestled neatly between her thighs and framed a narrow strip of gleaming pink flesh, from which peeked the tip of her swollen clitoral hood.

James gulped. He actually gulped as if he was in a cartoon. His erection raged in his pants as the blood left his brain, leaving him dizzy and hot. His cheeks now burned and he began to sweat. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt this turned on. He furtively raised his eyes without moving his head to look at her face, but his attention was pulled back under the table by her companion’s movement.

The man appeared to study the menu as he glanced over entrees of interest, while with the middle finger of his right hand he lazily stroked the wet groove between her legs. James watched him dip into her wet folds and then draw out to lightly spank her clit with his fingertips. He raised his face slowly upwards again to meet hers.

The woman’s eyes were glazed over in an erotic haze. She parted her legs slightly wider and James could now see the fullness of her soft plump lips and how