The Honey Keys: Book 2

By Tilly Andrews

Five Fervid Fantasies of Erotic Fulfilment.

Following on from The Honey Keys - Book 1, Tilly now offers five further hot erotic fantasies to whet your appetite.

The fantasies contained in this collection are: Power Shower, Party for Three, Horse Flesh, Right on Cue and The Interview.

This collection contains BDSM/MMF scenarios. 14k+ words.

For adventurous adults only. Tilly does not write for persons under the age of 18.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tilly Andrews
• Release date: Oct 7, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311779007

Tilly Andrews

Tilly is based in the UK. Although born in the Lake District, Tilly now calls Yorkshire her home. Tilly has been writing erotica since 2004 and previously wrote for Sizzler. Her work has featured in various erotic magazines including Jade and Desire.This year Tilly has made the decision to go it alone as an independent.Tilly first became aware of the emotional and physical power of the written word as a child at the age of 12, she has never fully recovered from the pain of Ginger's death in Black Beauty.An avid reader, Tilly likes a variety of genres ranging from Homer to horror.Tilly has a degree in the combined humanities of Literature, History and Sociology and runs a boutique marketing agency when she is not writing.Tilly writes erotica for people over the age of 18 only.

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The Honey Keys – Book 2

Copyright 2014 Tilly Andrews

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Table of Contents

Fantasy One

Fantasy Two

Fantasy Three

Fantasy Four

Fantasy Five

About Tilly Andrews

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Fantasy One – The Interview

I have come for a job interview. The offices are massive, modern and right in the heart of London. The company is called CDE Publishing Ltd, their email said that they produce magazines and periodicals, but I am not entirely sure what kind. I searched on Goggle for more information about them but could not find anything and their website was exclusively for paying members only. I feel a bit at a disadvantage, but conclude that anyone who comes for a job here will feel the same.

I sit in the reception area waiting to be called in and the young man behind the desk keeps catching my eye. He is very handsome and I smile nervously at him. He returns my smile, yet there is an expression in his eyes that I do not recognise. His attention is making me a little uncomfortable. I wring my hands together to stop them from shaking. I really need this job. I have been sending out my C.V., letters and emails for 18 months now, and this is the first interview I have been invited to. My credit card bill has got so high and my bank balance so low, that I dare not even open the letters they send me anymore. I’m desperate.

The phone on the young man’s desk rings and he answers it. I look the other way; I would hate him to think I was listening in on his conversation. Mr Davis and Mr Campbell, will see you now, he announces, snapping me back from my day-dream. Third door on the left. He points a manicured index finger down a long, wide corridor.

I thank him, stand and head off in the direction he indicated. I’m conscious of him watching me as I walk towards the door. I can feel his gaze burn into my back. I am almost glad when I reach my destination, I am eager to be out of his line-of-sight. I knock on the heavy door and a deep voice behind it bids me to enter.

I open the door and step inside a spacious, plush office. Two men are sitting behind a huge wooden desk at the far end of the room. The air is cooler in here, but I can still feel that my panic is causing my skin to flush.

Good morning, the blonde man on the right greets me, Please, do come and take a seat. Can we get you anything, tea, coffee, water?

No, thank you, I splutter. Lowering my gaze I walk as quickly as I can over the deep, cream carpet.

I reach the desk and sit in the vacant seat in front of it, only then do I raise my eyes and look at the men sitting behind it. Both of them are incredibly handsome. They are older than I am, possibly thirty, and they look very important and distinguished. I am instantly attracted to them equally. Both men are wearing crisp white shirts and blue ties; they smile coolly at me but do not utter a single word.

In the few moments of silence, I feel very self-conscious and shuffle nervously in the chair, I want to bite my lip to stop it trembling, but I know I cannot. I muster all my strength, and will my body to be still.

Are you okay Miss Bowen? the blonde man on the right asks.

Yes, sorry, I spurt, I’m just a little nervous. I have not had an interview in such a long time. I will be okay. The fact that I