The folks over at Simply Sxy are featuring an excerpt from my short story “The Art Teacher” this week as one of their Sexy Reads. This story is just one of many scintillating erotic tales found in Best Women’s Erotica 2015.
Here’s a nibble to whet your appetite:
Mr. Thompson answers the phone at a normal volume but then begins to speak in hushed whispers. I hear footsteps and then the sound of a heavy door creaking and latching. I turn and see that he has closed the door to his office. At the same time, I notice a quarter-sized hole beneath the knob. The door must have featured a lock at one point but, for whatever reason, it was removed. I debate the ethics of grasping this opportunity to spy on him and my curiosity is far more powerful than any sense of morality. Before long, I’m removing my gray flats and slinking towards the door.
I crouch, hovering just above the floor with my eye to the peephole. I can barely make out his side of the conversation and am both affronted and intrigued by what I hear.
“Of course I’ve thought about you since August. How could I not? That was some of the best damn head I’ve ever gotten.”
He is talking to a woman. I know this because the tinny, unintelligible voice coming out the other end of the phone sounds high-pitched, feminine. His own voice is low and guttural, deeper than I’m used to hearing in class. I’m both insanely jealous and eager to hear more.
Want a bigger bite? Click here.