Pool Night

By Blaire Bardot

Confident, sassy and in control is how she's always felt... until she meets a ruggedly handsome stranger in a bar. It's not just any bar, it's her bar, and she has the power of a lock in.

After a feisty battle of balls and wills, it's time the pool tables are turned and he teaches her a few good, hard lessons.

WARNINGS:
This essay contains highly graphic depictions of consensual penetrative sex and other sex acts. Please do not buy if such material offends you.

Miss Blaire Bardot will not be held responsible for any events that may occur during or after reading her erotic essays.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Blaire Bardot
• Release date: Feb 14, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005079444

Blaire Bardot

Have you become a worker, wife and mother but no longer a woman?Do you want to bring sexy back into your life?Do you have a fertile imagination but nowhere to use it?Did Fifty Shades Of Grey shock you NOT because of the whips and chains but because of the terrible grammar?Hi, I’m Blaire Bardot, author of FEMALE FIRST erotic essays. In short, stories.I give busy and stressed out women a reason to slip away for half an hour and enjoy some ‘me time’.Each essay is less than the cost of a coffee and waaaaayyy more fun!If you are stressed, bored and have forgotten that sex ever existed, I can help.If you like well-written prose, created for women by a woman, I can help.If you want to leap from business shirt to bedroom flirt, I can definitely help!If you have secret filthy fantasies, even better! My essays will help unleash your inner wild one.I enjoy exploring themes of pleasurable domination, Sub/Dom sex, voyeurism, good-girls-turned-naughty, rule-breaking, pain-play, food-play, dirty, dirty filth and let's not forget, simply scorching sex.DISCLAIMER: Miss Bardot will not be held responsible for any events that may occur during OR after reading her erotic essays.

Book preview

Pool Night

Impressive Ball Skills

Thoroughly Researched and Written

By Blaire Bardot

The music thumps through my chest as we stare at one another, faces flickering in the bar lights. I like what I can barely see, so I smile… and wait.

Come here often? you yell into the space between us.

I laugh, Did you seriously just say that?!

You grin, and even in this light I can see how straight and white your teeth are. Ah, yeah… I did, you shout, "And it was extra lame because I actually know the answer!"

I raise an eyebrow, And now you just sound like a stalker!

I watch you curiously as you tug at your shirt collar. I’m not sure, but did you just blush? You quickly take another swig of your beer. Perhaps I've thrown you with my devilishly quick wit… I understand. It happens.

I study you, unwavering. You’re not messy, like lots of the men here. You're clean shaven with a chiseled jaw and, yes, a very good smile. I let my gaze wander casually up and down you. You don't look like