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The (Imaginary) Photographer’s Whimsy
I imagine there’s a time in most people’s lives when they permit themselves the indulgence of playing a game of ‘If only I’d been a…’. In case you’re one of the few people that’s unfamiliar, it’s a close cousin of the ‘All the things I’d do if I won the lottery’ game. That’s the diversion… Continue reading
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The Magnitude of Sin
Elodie purloined the idea from a personal ad she discovered on Reddit. She’d read the advert to him during one of their stolen phone calls, enunciating each word with the soft-yet-precise diction she adopted whenever she talked about sex. Words were her life, personally and professionally, and not of the first time, he wondered how… Continue reading
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Like That Scene from SILO…
Have you watched anything of the series ‘Silo’ on Apple TV? For those of you who have … my apologies for what’s about to follow. For those who haven’t seen it … without wanting to spoil things for you in case you decide to watch and enjoy the whole series (three seasons so far, with… Continue reading
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The Prick of Brambles
I led the way from the car park. Behind me, I could hear two sounds: the ticking of the six cylinder engine as the big iron block cooled, and the swish of her bare legs pushing their way through the long grass as she followed me. Ahead of us, the path was less obvious,… Continue reading
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Moonlight
We ascend the stairs to the hotel’s first floor. As per the dictates of courtesy, I walk behind her, enjoying the fragrance of her perfume and the sway of her buttocks beneath her tight skirt. It would be so easy to reach out and touch her, caress her; relish the tautness of her bottom moving… Continue reading
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Working, Working, Working…
Dear Readers, Since I’ve just returned after what’s been a significant absence, I figured I’d post something of an update filler, just to show that I’m still here, still writing, and still intent upon posting again. More than a decade ago, I took a holiday in the Algarve and visited a stretch of beach for… Continue reading
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Salt on Three Skins
“Is this going to be far enough?” he asks her. She looks down the beach, back the way they’ve just come. Only their footprints disturb the pristine sand. In the distance, perhaps half a mile away, several figures are walking from right to left, headed from the hotel towards the surf. It’s impossible to tell… Continue reading
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A Decade in the Wilderness
It’s been a long time since I visited this self-fashioned corner of the Interweb – a decade and a half by my reckoning – but it’s just over a decade since the very last time I wrote and posted anything under the moniker ‘EA’ over on a self-hosted WordPress site that’s long since gone to… Continue reading
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The Decoration of Time
It’s been almost a year since I last changed the appearance of Easily Aroused. I’d meant to do it when the five-year anniversary came around, but given that the choice of included themes over here at WordPress.com was a little too limited for my tastes, I resisted the temptation to change things for the sake… Continue reading
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Risqué Abstracts #42
I don’t know why, and this is terrible, but I actually quite like the thought of infuriating you. Is that dreadful? ~No. Since if you infuriated me sufficiently, I would have to put you over my knee and properly rebuke you. I think that’s probably why I’d like to do it. ~You mean you like… Continue reading
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Sweet To Taste
She telephones him at work. He knows it’s her as the LCD panel on his phone displays their home number. He contemplates not answering, and then winces as he reaches out for the handset. “What time will you be home tonight?” He can hear the tension behind her words. He’s been late home most nights… Continue reading
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Risqué Abstracts #41
I can’t stay long. I’ve only just got out of the shower, and I’m sitting here in just a silky shirt and with soaking wet hair. ~Well, thank you for leaving me with a beguiling image. I have to admit, the wet hair look on a woman always quickens my pulse. I feel sexy when… Continue reading
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Cinq
I almost didn’t bother mentioning this, but in the end, I thought: What the hell. It’s a reasonably significant event. And something of an achievement, too. So here goes. It’s exactly five years since Easily Aroused first appeared. Happy birthday to me. I plan on doing something special to celebrate half a decade of relatively… Continue reading
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Contrasts
He telephones her to give her precise instructions on what lingerie she is to wear when she comes to his hotel room the next day: brilliant white brassiere and suspender belt, sheer black nylon stockings, and no panties. Each item is to be purchased especially for the occasion. She won’t have to account for their… Continue reading
