Ceri’s Valentine
By Nicole Draylock
Copyright 2012 Nicole Draylock
Smashwords Edition
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This work contains sexual content. This
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only.
Being alone on Valentine’s Day sucked.
The big day was here and since her last date had ended in a total
disaster, Ceri hadn’t worked up the courage yet to go out on the
hunt again. Men couldn’t help it she supposed, they just spent too
much time thinking with their little head. Sometimes she thought it
might have been her; perhaps there was simply something wrong with
her ability to cull out the herd of men that just wanted to get in
her pants.
Carl had been the latest failed attempt
to develop something with more meaning than a one night stand. She
wasn’t prudish in the least, and had indulged in more than a few
first date flings, but somehow those never seemed to last and she
was tired of the games and foolishness.
Normally, a night alone with a good
erotic story and a vibrator wasn’t a big deal, she could get laid
at the drop of a hat, and she was still holding out against the
need to find Mr. Right Now, but this was a girl’s favorite holiday.
She was supposed to be in the arms of her lover tonight, being
swept away in a tidal wave of bliss that she could reciprocate in
full measure. Instead, she was pondering whether to go out on the
prowl, or simply stay home and pout.
Sitting on her bed staring at herself
in the mirror wasn’t helping. She was wearing a sexy bra and
matching panty and garter belt that she had bought just to cheer
herself up. She needed to decide what to do; she could either shed
these last vestiges of clothing and curl up under the sheets, or
get dressed and go face the world. As she ruminated on what she
should do the doorbell rang.
She wasn’t expecting anyone, but
answering the door gave her a moment at least to delay her
decision. Slipping on her rope, she went through the living room to
see who it could be. When she looked through the peephole she was
surprised. It was Jensen, her neighbor from across the hall. She
only knew his name because the mail carrier routinely put his mail
in her box. It wasn’t that she didn’t like her neighbor; he was
just typically so reclusive that she wondered if he ever went out,
or perhaps it was just that he was never home. Either way they only
occasionally passed each other in the hall and she had never given
him much thought.
Opening the door she greeted him. “Good
evening Jensen. My you are looking sharp tonight” she blurted out
as she took in his tailored suit.
Jensen smiled. “Thank you, you are
looking pretty nice yourself” he replied, looking up and down her
body.
Ceri blushed slightly under his
predatory gaze, realizing too late that her robe had fallen open
giving him a clear view of her sexy lingerie. “Did you need
something Jensen?” she asked, feeling flushed.
“ I saw you hadn’t left for a
date yet, and decided it was time to work up my nerve and ask you
if you’d like to go out for coffee or something, but it looks to me
like perhaps you already have plans” he said.
Perhaps it was the fact that they were
neighbors, or something less obvious, but Ceri had never even
thought about her neighbor as an eligible man about her age. He was
far from unattractive and in his suit, all dressed up to go out on
the town he was positively easy on the eye.
“ I was just trying to decide
what to do tonight as a matter of fact” she responded, wondering if
indeed it might not be fun
By Nicole Draylock
Copyright 2012 Nicole Draylock
Smashwords Edition
This e-book is licensed for your
personal enjoyment only. This e-book may not be re-sold or given
away to other people. If you would like to share this book with
another person, please purchase an additional copy for each
recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or
it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to
Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting
the hard work of this author.
This work contains sexual content. This
is a work of fiction intended for adults 18 and over
only.
Being alone on Valentine’s Day sucked.
The big day was here and since her last date had ended in a total
disaster, Ceri hadn’t worked up the courage yet to go out on the
hunt again. Men couldn’t help it she supposed, they just spent too
much time thinking with their little head. Sometimes she thought it
might have been her; perhaps there was simply something wrong with
her ability to cull out the herd of men that just wanted to get in
her pants.
Carl had been the latest failed attempt
to develop something with more meaning than a one night stand. She
wasn’t prudish in the least, and had indulged in more than a few
first date flings, but somehow those never seemed to last and she
was tired of the games and foolishness.
Normally, a night alone with a good
erotic story and a vibrator wasn’t a big deal, she could get laid
at the drop of a hat, and she was still holding out against the
need to find Mr. Right Now, but this was a girl’s favorite holiday.
She was supposed to be in the arms of her lover tonight, being
swept away in a tidal wave of bliss that she could reciprocate in
full measure. Instead, she was pondering whether to go out on the
prowl, or simply stay home and pout.
Sitting on her bed staring at herself
in the mirror wasn’t helping. She was wearing a sexy bra and
matching panty and garter belt that she had bought just to cheer
herself up. She needed to decide what to do; she could either shed
these last vestiges of clothing and curl up under the sheets, or
get dressed and go face the world. As she ruminated on what she
should do the doorbell rang.
She wasn’t expecting anyone, but
answering the door gave her a moment at least to delay her
decision. Slipping on her rope, she went through the living room to
see who it could be. When she looked through the peephole she was
surprised. It was Jensen, her neighbor from across the hall. She
only knew his name because the mail carrier routinely put his mail
in her box. It wasn’t that she didn’t like her neighbor; he was
just typically so reclusive that she wondered if he ever went out,
or perhaps it was just that he was never home. Either way they only
occasionally passed each other in the hall and she had never given
him much thought.
Opening the door she greeted him. “Good
evening Jensen. My you are looking sharp tonight” she blurted out
as she took in his tailored suit.
Jensen smiled. “Thank you, you are
looking pretty nice yourself” he replied, looking up and down her
body.
Ceri blushed slightly under his
predatory gaze, realizing too late that her robe had fallen open
giving him a clear view of her sexy lingerie. “Did you need
something Jensen?” she asked, feeling flushed.
“ I saw you hadn’t left for a
date yet, and decided it was time to work up my nerve and ask you
if you’d like to go out for coffee or something, but it looks to me
like perhaps you already have plans” he said.
Perhaps it was the fact that they were
neighbors, or something less obvious, but Ceri had never even
thought about her neighbor as an eligible man about her age. He was
far from unattractive and in his suit, all dressed up to go out on
the town he was positively easy on the eye.
“ I was just trying to decide
what to do tonight as a matter of fact” she responded, wondering if
indeed it might not be fun
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