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I started working on the idea of writing a satire about sexual Quickies after I had encountered my first. At the time, I was living in New York City, and had to take my boyfriend Jeffrey, to J.F.K Airport.
On this particular morning, during a long period of abstinence (at least two weeks), Jeffrey strolled past me after showering, half-wrapped in a bath towel. His tight body was glistening and beads of water rand down his beautifully defined legs.
I checked him out, and found myself getting turned on! I flashed him some thigh, but he was pressed for time and didn’t notice. So, I finished his packing, and we headed out to the airport.
On the highway, traffic moved slowly. We listened to Jazz and settled into the flow. A few minutes into the drive, Jeffrey leaned over to kiss me, and said sweetly, Thanks for all your help, honey. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“No problem.” I smiled and said, “What’s a girl to do when she’s got a man with rippling muscles like those running around? You got me all hot and worked-up this morning!”
He took my hand, placed it between his legs and said, “Just hearing you say that has got me hard as a brick.”
Then he reached over and started unbuttoning my blouse. I pushed his hand away and told him to stop. “People will see.” But it was a game to him. He laughed and said, “Who cares? What can they do? Have us arrested?”
Before I could answer, Jeffrey had his hand inside my blouse and was squeezing my nipples. All I could do was laugh, relax and enjoy it.
When we got to the airport, I pulled over to the curb and parked in front of his terminal.
Jeffrey stayed in the car. He looked at me with a mischievous grin on his face and said, “Honey, pull off and make a left”
What was he talking about? He had forty-five minutes to check-in. I paid him no mind, got out of the car and went to open the trunk.
Jeffrey came behind me and said, “Get in. I can do this. I’ll make it!” I followed his instructions; after all, it was his trip! He pulled off, saying, “Let’s make a quick trip over to the Airport Hotel. They advertise that it’s only minutes away.”
Five minutes later we were in a room, had stripped off our clothes and were deep in the throws of passion.
Now, that’s about as far as I’ll go with my Quickie story. Suffice it to say, Jeffrey made his flight with a smile on his face, and I mirrored it.
A few close friends and I discussed my Quickie episode, and they were surprised to learn that most of them had experienced similar, or more interesting Quickies. And, they were anxious – no, insistent, upon sharing their tales with me!
I started documenting these tales, and before long, a book started forming. The people I interviewed gave me permission to use their stories, and coupled with my imagination and warped sense of humor, I have created some pretty freaky, “Quickie Tales”.
Bringing this book to completion was a mission of patience, but mostly, a fun-filled, joyous journey.
I hope it is as much fun reading as it was creating.
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