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Genre: Erotic Romance
Date of Publication: December 27, 2014
Word Count: Reader-vote story
Cover Artist: Indie Designz
After joining a sexual compatibility site, Sydney finds herself at a coffee shop awaiting her first date.
When bachelor number one makes a bizarre and slightly alarming entrance, will she stick to Plan A or choose the sympathetic stranger?
Hi, everyone! I’m so excited to be here today to talk about my new SilkWords release, Online Mating! This isn’t your typical online dating story, my friends. My hero and heroine are matched on a site called Sexcapades.com, a sexual compatibility site that matches members based on criteria such as: favorite position, how often you feel horny, and whether you’re a cuddler or a love ‘em and leave ‘em type.
You may be wondering how I was ever struck by such an idea for a story. Well, I’m what you might like to call a serial online dater. I’ve eHarmonized myself, mingled with a Christian or two, swam with Plenty of Fish, and set sparks to Tinder. There are SO many choices out there, not just in terms of who to date, but which dating site to use. And even when you’re out on a date with Mr. Potential Life Partner, in the back of your mind you’re thinking, “Hmm, I wonder if Tommy got my message on Tinder.” Or “That Hank guy from eHarms was totes adorbs. I’m totes gonna send him a smile tonight. YOLO.”
Yes, the world of online dating is ever-evolving, or devolving, depending on how you look at it. But maybe everything could be made so much simpler if we took our most basic instincts and used that as the main formula in matching people. I’m talking about sex here, FYI. Some might say that sexual compatibility is just as important as common interests, values, and religious beliefs. Maybe even more so.
And thus, Online Mating was born.
Here’s an excerpt:
Sydney Montrose slid into her favorite booth at the coffee house, her eyes darting from one corner to the other. Tensed up and nervous, she tapped her fingernails on the Formica tabletop a whole twenty minutes before her date with Charlie was supposed to begin.
If you could even call this a date.
Too many shots of tequila and a very convincing best friend had coerced her into joining an online sexual compatibility site, Sexcapades.com. Not a dating site. She was sick of dating. All that ‘getting-to-know-you’ crap, the fake smiles and feigned interest. Up till now she’d been taking the traditional route to a relationship right along with every other sucker. Yes, she wanted to find love. Eventually. What woman didn’t? But all the other sites out there focused on finding that love through communication and common interests and blah, blah, blah. Sexual compatibility, in her honest opinion, was a critical, too often ignored component.
There was a reason why they called it the ‘lusty thirties’. Okay, maybe that was just her. Once she reached that particular milestone, though, something inside her shifted. It was a sexual awakening, punctuated by a voracious desire to ‘get off’ that drove her batty most nights. She crossed her legs, feeling that familiar tingle between her thighs that she could never quite shake. An overwhelming urge to visit the ladies’ room took root, but she mentally glued her ass to her seat. She was fed up with servicing herself.
A smile flitted over her features as she recalled her last failed relationship. Trevor was a spanker. He also played the trombone in the same orchestra
played the piano for. Proximity could be a pain in the ass sometimes. He’d
whispered to her during rehearsal one evening that she gave him a tromboner.
That should have been a red flag, but one glance at his trousers and all
sensibility was lost. Until she found out he was doing the second chair piccolo
player. Cheeky bastard. Sydney
Since then she’d been through the entire woodwinds section and most of the brass, in part to seek revenge against Trevor, but mostly because they were the only guys she knew. Quite frankly, she was tired of dating men full of hot air. She was done with guys who were all talk. She needed action. Sexcapades.com, she hoped, was the answer.
Some of the questions the site asked when she created her profile would be qualified as shocking to most. By the time she’d paid the registration fee, she’d shared her favorite positions, how often she felt horny, and whether she was a cuddler or a love ‘em and leave ‘em kind. Depended on the guy. Sex toys: yea or nay? Yea-ish. Screamer or a silent type? Screamer. Definitely a screamer.
Though every picture she posted on her profile was of her fully-clothed, she’d never felt more exposed. Or empowered.
Her fingers beat out a steady rhythm against the tabletop. She’d always had an ear for music, but ever since her first piano lesson it was nearly impossible to keep her hands still, especially when she was anxious. She eyed the other patrons in the coffee shop, anyone and everyone but the man sitting at the table next to hers.
“You going for it?”
The little voice in her head flat-out forbid her to do so, but she was stubborn and prone to curiosity. Once more she turned in his direction. “Excuse me?”
“You and John Wayne. The hook-up.”
She took a sip of her drink. “Eavesdrop much?”
“You can’t really blame a guy. I mean, when you see a gorgeous woman sitting at a table with a clown, you kind of want to know the whole sordid story.”
She grinned as she lowered her mug. “It’s not so sordid...yet.”
He took a drink from his own mug then folded his hands on the table. Dark, penetrating eyes fixed on her. “I think you’re going about this...hooking up thing all wrong.”
“Is that so?”
“For starters, you shouldn’t dress so well for the first meeting.”
She glanced down at the summer dress she wore and the cute, strappy heels. “No?”
“Don’t flirt. Don’t smile. And whatever you do, don’t look at him with those eyes of yours.”
Those very eyes lifted to his in a hurry, sparkling with awareness. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were trying to sabotage my…date.”
“That’s exactly what I’m doing.” A slow smile followed his words.
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