Seven on One
I just couldn’t let this week go by without writing about something that is erotic. Well, okay, it’s been in the back of my mind—trust me, you really don’t want a tour of my mind. You’d get lost.
So what was I thinking about?
Seven on one.
Why am I thinking about this? Simple. The more I read erotica, the more I wonder what it would be like to be that one woman who has three or four men who fawn all over her. I don’t mean a harem. I mean a committed relationship where the guys want nothing more than to live their lives and keep her happy.
Will this ever happen to me? Nah. I’m happy with my life as it is and I know that Dh—even if he’s only one man—is enough. I don’t know that I could keep up with four, much less seven guys.
But it still kicks around in the back of my mind. What is it about this woman that draws these guys to her? How does she keep them all happy? And what if all involved can’t play? And what if she’s got a pile of laundry to get done... do they do it or does she take care of the chores and then they do it. You thought I meant the guys do laundry... if you meet one of those... give him my number... I’ve got piles of dirty jeans that have his name on them.
My good friend, who is reading over my shoulder, just asked, “Why are you wondering this? Isn’t the whole point of erotica to be sexy and tug at our fantasies?”
To an extent, she’s right. I wonder strange things all the time. And she’s right that many times the point of an erotic story, sadly, is just to be sexy.
Yet, I think she’s off by a country mile. Call me snobby or partial, but I like a story with sexy connotations that also has a storyline. Yes, I want to see why they are trying to get into the seven on one relationship besides just to get some.
That’s my opinion, but I’m sure I’m not the only one who wants to know the romance behind it.
So I’ll go back to my wondering and my reading… and maybe someday the actual writing of that story. What would it be like to be her...?