Description:
The life of an army wife can be lonely with the wives counting down the days until the husband’s return home to their quarters. Annie has always been the perfect English Officer’s Wife, but loneliness and boredom begins to affect her both physically and emotionally. Someone comes into her life for a brief moment and in an unexpected way reignite a passion that surprises and shocks her.
Things to avoid in Erotic Romance
Yes, somehow all it takes is one word or line to lose that erotic moment. My top ten things to avoid would be:
1. Definitely avoid strange, weird names for body parts.
2. Avoid too much screaming and moaning in one sex scene. You have to be realistic.
3. Both partners coming together - at exactly the same moment - ALL the time. Try and be true to life.
4. Avoid getting much too gynecological.
5. Keep it physically normal, no additional fingers, or arms.
6. Don’t use childish nicknames for body parts – Lady Garden or Foofoo are not erotic, or romantic!
7. If you are going to use a well known City, Town, Hotel etc, make sure you do your homework, readers are not silly and will know if you get the smallest of detail wrong.
8. Avoid using really nasty or derogatory words for intimate areas that can be a turn off.
9. Avoid keep using the same positions in every single sex scene, be imaginative.
10. Certainly avoid positions that are too madly adventurous or physically unrealistic.
EXCERPT
“I just feel I need something, Rachel. Something away from this life and the army and I don’t know what.” Annie’s voice shook as she sat back down and looked searchingly into Rachel’s eyes. Rachel, in a rush as always, scooped her nail polish and mobile phone into her leather bag, stood up and kissed her friend on her head.
“Annie, is everything all right with you and Mike?” she asked, clearly concerned.
Annie was aware she had always appeared so happy and settled as an army wife. She had a reputation for being the one wife you could count on for support and guidance and the one who always had a cheery smile and a kind word. She didn’t doubt Rachel could sense that she was not herself but wasn’t sure how she could help.
“I just feel like I’m really being taken for granted, Rache,” Annie said, pulling her long blonde hair back into a scrunchie. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me... or us. I’m just getting more and more fed up with Mike spending so many hours at the Mess now he’s back on camp. It’s like he feels more comfortable there and not at home.” Annie held back her tears and swallowed as she looked at her reflection in the window. It’s like he’s forgotten the us we used to be and the awful thing is I think I have too, she thought sadly.
About the author:
Melody Stone was born in London but for most of her life has lived in the Country. A keen horsewoman, she raced thoroughbreds in her twenties, winning her first flat race in public. Melody enjoys writing not only erotic romance stories, but also poetry, blogs and magazine articles.
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