To say Iím sexually frustrated
would be an understatement. Men think they know what women want, but
in my experience, they havenít got a clue. I once had the hots for
my boss. Oh, heíd 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 didnít have the nerve to kiss him first, that wouldnít
have been socially acceptable behavior on my part. I didnít want to
be labeled the office flirt and didnít want to get him in trouble
with his wife, so I quit the firm.
Unemployment gave me a lot of
time to think. I couldnít be the only woman whose fantasies went
unexplored, and I wondered if those fantasies were universal, or was I
just being silly? What woman wouldnít want to put her fears and
inhibitions aside to visit a discrete sex club and meet a gorgeous man
whoíd 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
wouldnít 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 Iím right about what women
really want, Iíll know by the number of fans who enjoy my stories.
If Iím wrong, at least Iíll 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.