Summer Heat by CJ Starr
Summer Heat by CJ Starr
My name is C. J. Starr and I write great sex! I’m in my mid to late-twenties and I’m pretty and have a dynamic body for being tall, I’m just under 5 foot 7 inches. I push 110 pounds on a bathroom scale. I have a small ass and ample boobs. I’m a genuine blond from birth. I probably know more blond jokes than there are peanuts on a peanut farm, and... I really enjoy hearing new ones. My 120 IQ earned me a degree in Sociology from University of California.
My writing started a year ago. I had just graduated and was looking for the perfect job. I took a break and downloaded a racy romance ebook, onto my laptop. My job search was over for the night. Then, after my third download, I found myself totally aroused -- sexually.
It was a Tuesday night, I recall this because Anthony, Tony, was on his way out to teach an evening class in Philosophy when I called him to get his ass over to my apartment...
“I can be there by 9...9:30, C. J. Want me to bring anything?”
“Just you...I’ll chill some Sangria.”
“My class starts in two minutes. Got to run, C. J. Keep it warm!” and the connection was broken.
It was going on seven. I was wearing Levis and an orange sweatshirt. It was Tony’s sweatshirt and had a stupid monkey silk-screened on the back. I tried to think what it said. I couldn’t remember and pulled it off to read it. “Got Milk?” As soon as I read it, I knew what it said, “Got Milk?” I felt stupid. My breasts were chilly without the shirt. I hadn’t been wearing a bra. I pulled it back on while saying aloud, “Got wine?”
I went to the kitchen, took some Sangria from the wine rack, and placed it in the fridge. Tony likes his wine cold. I had two hours to kill. I opted to take a scented bath.
I went to the bathroom and found a Coquette Bath-Bomb. I read the label, “Bath time is more than just a way of getting clean. Sure, that's the general idea. But sometimes it is also a way of pampering yourself. When you've had a rough day, week, or even an afternoon, take time to show yourself that life can be fragrant and gentle.” It also said, fresh and flirty and into the tub went the scented bomb. I lit a couple of honeysuckle jasmine candles as the tub filled.
Tony filled my mind. I’d meet him at the door in my cashmere robe. He’d hug me and grasp my ass with gentle fingers...
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About the Author:
CJ Starr is the author of the City Girl series, quickie reads about women with high ambition and libido to match. College graduates who are on the lookout for their next career move, these City Girl stories feature strong women who know what they want and aren't afraid to go after it. Sexy and short, Starr's Quickie Reads are amorous, fun, and to the point. There are over 30 stories in the City Girl series, steamy romantic stories for the erotic at heart.