Sunday Quickie

This snippet of pre-bedtime reading is for all those of you who carry around a secret fantasy, one you’d love to live out but have never been sure the time is right. Evie is one of those people, and in Thursday At Four, she finally gains the courage to visit a man who will, as she has long craved, treat her as the naughty girl she’d like to be.

Evie hesitates for a long time before ringing the doorbell. This might be the most important appointment she keeps in her life, yet she’s already on the verge of turning back, getting on the train and forgetting she ever agreed to come. She is clutching a piece of paper she has folded and unfolded so many times it’s beginning to wear into holes along the creases. It’s torn from a memo pad with the words, “WHILE YOU WERE OUT” printed across the top in a font designed to resemble handwriting. On it, she has scribbled his address and “Thursday at four”. They had agreed on a day which was good for her. He is expecting her; if she lets him down, she lets herself down.

He answers the bell so promptly, she wonders whether he was waiting by the door. The photo he e-mailed her gave an impression of a blond handsomeness, but it didn’t really do him justice. In the flesh, she can appreciate his height and breadth, and the dimples that punctuate his cheeks when he grins in welcome. Ideally, she would have liked someone slightly older, closer to forty than thirty, but in every other respect he is perfect, she thinks. Her nerves receding a little, as she follows him inside.

Thursday At Four is available to read on the deliciously raunchy Oysters And Chocolate site, the home of quality erotic fiction, poetry, art and more. Find out just what Evie’s fantasy involves, and how it feels for her to act it out here.

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