Flaming Hot Erotica, Vol. One: 10 Savory Short Stories

By Jane Emery

They say that variety is the spice of life. Here is an assortment of 10 sexy shorts to liven up the taste buds. Enjoy the savory buffet of scrumptious treats that include: cuckolding, roleplaying, cheating, sex games, interracial sex, pregnancy sex, sex for money, voyeurism, sex & drugs, and obsession. 18+ STONG SEXUAL CONTENT & GRAPHIC SEX.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jane Emery
• Release date: Dec 1, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463996652

Jane Emery

Hey everyone, I'm Jane Emery and I'm an erotica romance author. I love writing fun adventure stories with naughty sex. I'm a huge comic book fan and listen to heavy metal and trip-hop music. My interests range from MMA to geeking out on a Doctor Who marathon. .I love adventure along with fantasy and science fiction, card games and chess, puzzles and anything entertaining. Good food, great friends, the love of animals and looking at the mountains off in the distance bring me joy.Some of my favorite bands include: Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, King Crimson, Mastodon, Tool, Russian Circles, Massive Attack, Mogwai, Portishead, Aesop Rock, Handsome Boy Modeling School, Nina Simone and Cab Calloway.Shows & Movies: The Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, Man of Steel, Star Wars, Christopher Nolan's Batman trilogy, Person of Interest, Grimm, Once Upon A Time, Face/Off and, of course, Doctor Who.

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Flaming Hot Erotica

Vol. One

10 Savory Short Stories

By Jane Emery

Copyright 2019 Jane Emery

Distributed by Smashwords

Flaming Hot Erotica

Volumes 1-5

Table of Contents

One. Pretty Little Packages: Her Secret Admirer

Two. Masquerade: A Cuckold Halloween

Three. Internet Proposition: Making Ends Meet

Four. The Girl in the Keyhole

Five. Red: Riding in the Hood

Six. Impractical Sex Games: The Restaurant Challenge

Seven. Sex in the Suburbs: The Real Housewives of Windsor County

Eight. Wedding Night Cuckold

Nine. The Day She Said She Loved Me

Ten. Manny for Hire

About the Author

One

Surprise Package

The thought of a secret admirer can be a pleasurable fantasy. But what happens when the fantasy becomes a reality? Helle Hendrix is about to find out.

There is a knock at the front door. She peers through the peephole before answering- better to be safe when her husband's away. Many men would love to take advantage of a hot twenty-five-year-old, - married or not.

On the other side of the peephole is a man wearing a cap that says, Lilly's Florist. In one hand is a bouquet of fresh cut flowers and in the other is a piece of paper with the delivery order. He looks to see if he has the right place.

Hi, she says as she opens the door.

The girl is a sight for sore eyes with her porcelain skin, ruby red lips and bedroom eyes.

These are for a Helle Hendrix, the deliveryman hands over a clipboard and pen, Sign here please. He wipes the nervous sweat from his brow. Looks like your Valentine's Day is starting early this year?

Oh my, I wonder who could have sent the lovely flowers.

He can't take his eyes off her perky breasts as she gives her signature. He thinks to himself, someone's getting lucky tonight.

She brings the colorful bouquet to the kitchen counter and sets it down, walks over to a cabinet and takes out a cobalt blue vase. After she's done putting the flowers in water, she looks at the card, An Admirer, is all it says. I wonder if the flowers are from Dante, she thinks to herself. She thought they may be coming from her husband while he's away at work, even though he'd never spend money on flowers that will eventually die. If they aren't from him, then who could have sent them?

Her husband Dante works twelve hours a day, sometimes seven days a week; if he didn't send the flowers, he will surely ask who did. With her husband working until the middle of the night most days, she gets no love and affection. Receiving sweet smelling flowers brightened her day; she doesn't want to get rid of them. She can tell him that she went for a walk today and she picked them while she was out.

Dante isn't a jealous man, but when you haven't been intimate with your partner in so long, your mind begins to reflect on the worst situations possible. She doesn't want to go there; she will avoid it at all costs. They love each other and want the best as a couple. Her husband works hard and long hours to give her the things she wants; a nice four-bedroom house; luxury car; jewelry; and an entire wall in the closet devoted just for her shoes. Everything a middle-class wife could want and more, he even sacrifices getting himself a new truck so she can have that little bit extra. What she really wants is tenderness and company but settles for coffee with her girlfriends after college class.

A few days later a package comes in the mail, a small box with just her name and information on it, no return address. She takes it inside along with the rest of the mail, I wonder what it could be?

When she finally opens it; inside are a pair of red crotch-less undies and a note that says- I imagine you wearing these panties every time I fantasize about you. Happy Valentine's Day, sexy lady. The thought of someone visualizing her as a sexual object brings butterflies to her stomach. She knows that somewhere out there a mystery man lusts after her and a bizarre feeling comes over her perfect form. She is torn. She loves her husband, but the thought of another man's touch is intriguing. She rushes to her room and changes her underwear to the new red sexy lace she received from her mystery man. All day she walked around feeling the soft touch of her admirer and even fell asleep with them under her nighty.

Still wearing them the next morning she strolls out to start coffee and breakfast before her husband wakes up. When he comes into the kitchen, she gives him a special morning kiss before handing him his coffee mug.

That was nice, Dante says as he licks the kiss off his lips.

There is just a small tinge of guilt in her, but at this moment it's only because a sexy gift from an unknown man is making her feel frisky towards her husband. She doesn't tell him about what is lining her nether regions; she keeps the feelings inside, unsure of what he'll think if she gets affectionate. If they have sex this morning, he'll discover what she has on and know they didn't come from him.

I gotta go in early today, they want me to cover another shift, he chows down the last of his meal, drinks his coffee, and then gives his wife a kiss goodbye. She makes it a special kiss for him again.

I love you, she whispers to him as their lips touch with every word.

After he leaves, Helle goes into her bedroom to satisfy the urge she has deep inside her loins. There are too many emotions and feelings taking her over, but this is one sensation she knows she can handle on her own.

Still wearing her taboo gift, she begins to press the soft silk onto her engorged clit and swirls it between her fingertips. Oooh yeah that feels so good, she says as she spreads her legs farther apart.

She takes her free hand and begins to tweak her nipples, sliding a finger deep into her creamy love tart. Yes, Yes, she says with quickened breaths as she rocks her hips to a mind-blowing orgasm. Now with that feeling out of the way she can continue with the rest of her day.

The very next day another package arrives. Just like the last time, there's no return address and made out to Helle Hendrix scribed Happy Valentine's Day. Her secret admirer is becoming brazen; the gift is a mini vibrator, something that goes on the tip of your finger. She hits the switch with her fingertip and the sex toy begins to vibrate. Now she knows what she's going to do for the rest of the afternoon. She uses her new gift until the small watch battery that powers her toy is dead. This thing is amazing, she says aloud for no one to hear. I'm gonna have to find another battery for it. She puts the little vibrating fingertip at the back of her shirt drawer, a place she thinks her husband will never find it. Flowers are easy to brush off, even sexy panties she can say she bought them when she was out with the girls, but a sex toy?

As horny of a wife as she is, Dante knows she would never walk into an adult store without him; and he wouldn't want her to. He knows his wife is hot and desirable; there could be too many perverts in a store like that for a sweet piece of ass to walk into the wolf's den alone. She could've gotten it online, but what happens when Dante goes to pay the credit card bill and sees no purchase fitting the description of the sex toy? How does she explain that? He will never go into her shirt drawer, so she knows her secret is safe for now. She can't help but feel excited about receiving this attention- a craving she's had for the past several weeks. She doesn't want it to stop; she keeps the gifts as trophies and reminders.

It's Valentine's morning, and after her husband leaves for another day of extremely long hours, she heads for her drawer. She puts on her red panties and her finger buzzer and lays back on the king-sized bed. She closes her eyes and thinks of a faceless man as she touches herself, she realizes she has no idea what her mystery man looks like. How can she fantasize about someone she's never seen? What could he look like? Her husband has strong forearms and rocks as biceps as well as magnificent pectorals and bulging abdominal muscles. His work as a welder not only pays him a hefty wage but lifting and hauling heavy metal gives him the body of a god. Helle drools over her man of steel every time she sees him step out of the shower. That is the physique she pictures for her admirer. To this day, she still looks at her husband's face and thanks her lucky stars that she married such a good-looking man. People have often complemented them on their looks and telling them their children are going to be beautiful. Before she can realize it, she is fantasizing about her husband as she vibrates the silk against her sensitivity, she