Bisexual Older Women, Sexy Surprises

By Giselle Renarde

"Bisexual Older Women, Sexy Surprises" is a scintillating anthology of six erotic tales that explore the insatiable cravings of mature bisexual women.

From steamy trysts with tenants to polyamorous romance and kinky encounters, these stories delve into the tantalizing world of sensual exploration.

Discover the pleasures that await as these daring women take risks and follow their hearts to satisfy their deepest desires. With every turn of the page, you'll be drawn deeper into the irresistible allure of their passionate encounters.

If you're a fan of mature bisexual women who aren't afraid to explore their sexuality, then "Bisexual Older Women, Sexy Surprises" is the perfect book for you. Get ready to be taken on a journey of seduction and ecstasy that you won't soon forget.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Giselle Renarde
• Release date: Feb 21, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215920091

Giselle Renarde

Giselle Renarde is a queer Canadian, avid volunteer, and contributor to more than 100 short story anthologies, including Best Women's Erotica, Best Lesbian Erotica, Best Bondage Erotica, and Best Lesbian Romance. Ms Renarde has written dozens of juicy books, including Anonymous, Ondine, and Nanny State. Her book The Red Satin Collection won Best Transgender Romance in the 2012 Rainbow Awards. Giselle lives across from a park with two bilingual cats who sleep on her head.

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Bisexual Older Women,

Sexy Surprises

By Giselle Renarde

Introduction

Get ready to read a collection of short stories featuring bisexual older women. Based solely on the title, you might have guessed that's what you'd be in for, but here I am, laying it all on the line.

The first four volumes of my Sexy Surprises series were grab bags: collections of assorted erotic stories with no guiding theme.  This fifth book has a theme, and now that I've introduced it, I'd like to introduce each story individually:

The first story you'll read is called Separation Anxieties.  It features a man and a woman who were once a couple. Now they're separated and dating other people, but still living in the same house. The wife is dating a younger woman. The husband is dating a younger man. Some people's relationships improve once they're separated, but this doesn't seem to be the case with these mature individuals. They're going at each other even as they're going at their dates, as you will soon see.

I wrote The Girl in the Second Bedroom in 2020, when the pandemic was still fresh in our hearts and minds.  There was a contest or call out on Literotica (a website that features free erotic fiction) for relevant stories, and I decided to create my contribution: a tale in which an established married couple gets it on with their younger tenant. I don't often post my work for free on the internet, but it was a time when many people were stuck at home and desperate for entertainment.

From the Manor Torn is a play on the title To the Manor Born, which is a popular Britcom from the seventies.  I had to look back through my emails to figure out why I wrote this story.  Apparently I penned it as a submission to an anthology of erotica called Lords, Ladies, Butlers and Maids.  The editor was looking for pieces evocative of period dramas.  As you'll soon discover, this ain't that. 

I set my tale in a big-city high-rise.  The lady of the manor has lost everything (except her beloved butler) and is forced to move into an apartment building.  Just like normal people.  She takes on Iris, a depressed and unemployed tenant, as her maid and soon life swirls into sex, as it often does in such stories. 

From the Manor Torn was passed over for publication, and it sat forgotten on my hard drive for years. When I stumbled upon it in 2016, I included it a mini-collection of similar works called Mind Your Manors.  I hope you like puns, because that sure is one.

Yours for Life is a playful tale I wrote for an anthology about bisexual women called The Best of Both.  An older woman tries to convince her husband of many years that she once had a female lover.  He doesn't believe her, and ends up tied to the bed wearing women's clothing, as so often happens in situations such as this.

I wrote Wife Sandwich what feels like a million years ago for a giant collection of first-person erotica.  True confessions were very popular when I was first starting out as an erotica writer.  Everywhere you turned, there were calls for submissions asking for this style of erotic fiction.  I wrote dozens.  Some were true.  This one was not.  It was a fantasy of mine, based around a married man I had a mad crush on.  We didn't have an affair.  His wife did not find us together.  She did not join in.  It never happened.

The final story in this collection, a piece of flash fiction called Surprise Orgy, is one of the shortest works of fiction I've ever had published in print.  It appeared in an anthology called Surprise, though the editor asked for one change: she wanted to the birthday girl to be thirty years old, not fifty.  As you'll see when you get there, I have since changed her age back.  She's fifty again.

Happy reading and enjoy my bisexual older women!

Giselle Renarde

Toronto, 2023

Separation Anxieties

J ust to warn you, we’ll probably find my husband parked in front of the television.  That’s where he spends most evenings.  Judy fished through her purse for the house keys.  They weren’t in the zippered pocket where she usually kept them.

Your husband? Alyssa asked, following Judy up the front steps.  I thought you said you were separated.

No, we are.  Judy was still digging for those damn keys.  It’s a live-in situation. 

Good, because I don’t sleep with married women—that’s a little rule of mine.  Alyssa’s arms were crossed in front of her ample chest now.  Imagine having breasts as big as those—Judy would be showing them off, too, if she’d been so blessed. 

Must be hell living with someone you’re separated from, Alyssa went on.

Can be, at times.  Judy didn’t want to talk about her living situation with a relative stranger. 

The girl watched her for a moment and then asked, What are you looking for?

What did the girl think she was bloody well looking for, a klezmer clarinet? 

My house keys, Judy said.  So we can get inside.

Alyssa