The Private Collection by Trinity Lee
(The Ultimate Erotic Short Story Bundle)

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These five scorching erotic short stories feature a gorgeous chef, two very naughty female painters, a hairdresser with her mind on more than just a restyle and a very sexy publishing director who finds her new assistant too hot to handle.

Advisory: These previously published stories contain strong language and scenes involving oral, anal and menage sex. Not suitable for under-18s.

15,000 words in total

Extract from Private Office

At five, he appeared at her door. She had not asked for a coffee, but he had brought one anyway.

Again, that gorgeous, almost shy, smile. Surely he was aware of his effect on women?

"You look like you can use one of these?"

"You're a lifesaver. Thanks."

She raised the coffee to her lips and gestured at the sofa.

"Let's get started. As you know, I've only been in this position for one day, so it shouldn't take more than half an hour to run through what I've got planned. It's a good time for a new assistant to be joining the department."

She sat next to him and spread out a pile of stats, charts and flow diagrams on the coffee table. She scrupulously kept her distance from him. She remembered when she had started out in her first job as an assistant and Mike, her boss, had made her feel uncomfortable with unwanted attention and invading her private space.

Damn this sofa. Perhaps it was a little cozy A three-seater would have been better. The pencil skirt that had seemed quite appropriate when she was sitting behind her desk suddenly felt very short and tight as it rode up over her legs. And why hadn't she worn tights? OK, so it was summer and her legs were nice and brown, but now she felt exposed.

She tried crossing her legs, but her tight skirt made it difficult.

She caught him stealing a quick glance at her bare legs, and she felt herself blushing. He was sitting so close to her that she could feel the animal heat radiating from him.

Let's get this over with so I can get home and pour myself a big glass of wine.

"I wanted to ask you something," he said in a serious voice.


"I used to wear these clothes to my last office because, you know, publishing's quite a laid-back environment. But I notice people here dress more formally and I saw you looking at me before and I wondered..."

Oh no. He saw me looking at him.

The way she was responding to him was out of control. She could feel her color rising and she was starting to feel wet between her legs as unbidden images of what she wanted him to do to her sprang into her mind.

Every instinct told her to cut the meeting short now and send him home. But she didn't want him to think she was flaky or deranged.

"You look fine," she said carefully, avoiding the use of words like 'hot' or 'great'. "Plenty of the other assistants wear jeans. You're right. Publishing is a less formal environment and it's only in the more senior positions that you have to make more of an effort."

He nodded, and focused on the notes on the table in front of them. He shifted his position uncomfortably.

She glanced downwards covertly. It was unmistakable. A massive erection was visible through the fabric of his tight jeans.

In the corridor outside them, she could hear their colleagues packing up and saying goodbye to each other.

About Trinity Lee

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Published January 7, 2013 68 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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