Author Ashley
Adams
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To say I’m sexually frustrated
would be an understatement. Men think they know what women want, but
in my experience, they haven’t got a clue. I once had the hots for
my boss. Oh, he’d pat my fanny once in a while, in the break room,
but what I really wanted him to do was take me in his arms and kiss me
dizzy. I didn’t have the nerve to kiss him first, that wouldn’t
have been socially acceptable behavior on my part. I didn’t want to
be labeled the office flirt and didn’t want to get him in trouble
with his wife, so I quit the firm.
Unemployment gave me a lot of
time to think. I couldn’t be the only woman whose fantasies went
unexplored, and I wondered if those fantasies were universal, or was I
just being silly? What woman wouldn’t want to put her fears and
inhibitions aside to visit a discrete sex club and meet a gorgeous man
who’d show her a new lifestyle? Was I the only woman on earth who
fantasized about a threesome with a husband and his best friend? Who
wouldn’t want to skinny-dip in a mountain hot spring with a couple
of hunky cowboys and a curvy cowgirl thrown in for fun? I decided to
write about women exploring these fantasies.
If I’m right about what women
really want, I’ll know by the number of fans who enjoy my stories.
If I’m wrong, at least I’ll have explored my fantasies on paper
and become a little less frustrated, or perhaps a little more
demanding of the men who come into my life.
Wish me luck.
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