Kassidy and her Lover — A Story
Years ago, perhaps 25 or 30, I recall seeing a TV news report about a man who made a living posing for covers of romance novels, who decided he could write them himself, and was apparently quite successful at it. The obvious ‘news’ appeal here is that most romance novelists were (and are) women. These days there are different genres of romance for different lifestyles written by anyone with even a mildly vivid imagination, but back then it was almost exclusively a hetero-themed, female driven industry. So it was quite a thing ‘back in the day’ to hear about a successful male erotica author.
So it stayed in the back of my mind for years that it was possible for a man to write romance fiction. I’m not really sure why but people have said for years that I was a decent writer and that I should do more with it. I mean, I look back at some of the things I used to write and I can’t help but cringe. That said, at some point in the last fifteen years or so (I can’t really recall) I decided to try my hand at writing a romance short story. I got a few mildly positive responses when I posted it on FB, when I was still under the delusion that FB was worth my time, but I never really did anything with it beyond that. Well, now that I’m on Medium, I might as well post what I wrote and see what serious writers have to say on the matter. Scroll down to enjoy.
She stared at me longingly from the bathroom door, her silk pajama top open save for two buttons at the bottom. She drew her finger lightly over her lips as if whetting her appetite for the feast. The barest hint of a breast line smiled at me from underneath the garment and I could see clearly the seductive passion in her eyes. It was obvious that she’d reserved it for this moment in time, for me alone. Some might have confused her expression for boredom but I know lust when I see it and I knew at this moment that Kassidy was ready. She’d only ever given this gift to one other — her late husband.
The news came down the pipe late last year that her husband Benjamin, a family physician, went missing after the bush…