Inspiration

Okay. Enough gushing. Onto inspiration.

Inspiration, or better known as how I (the novelist) come up with my story ideas, is different for each writer. I know some folks who get inspired by a dream or a smell or a color in a sunrise. I’m not that abstract. I need an actual person, place or thing to kick start my muse. For example, the heroine in my erotic novella, On the Corner of Heartache and Hopeful—MIC was based on/inspired by an actual female mechanic who helped me once when I’d stupidly locked my keys in my car. Another example would be my best-selling contemporary romance, Battle-Born Love, which was inspired by a now defunct repo business called Accounts Retrievable.

And then there’s my upcoming release, Erotic Escapades of a Married Couple. This novella was inspired pretty much lock, stock and barrel by a girlfriend, PJ (neither her name nor her initials). PJ confided to me that she had a fantasy of going into a Jiffy Lube or Pep Boys or some similar garage and allowing the guys to—ahem—“have their way” with her. Well…Linda the friend was pretty shocked while Lynda the writer was seriously inspired.    And thus, Erotic Escapades was born.

Of course I took several creative licenses, including the introduction of a gay/bi-sexual friend who becomes…more. I also pushed my comfort zone for Erotic Escapades by writing m/m sex for the first time. Here’s the blurb and excerpt:

Being a settled, married couple doesn’t have to be boring…

Griffin Jensen has it all. He owns a successful advertising agency, has a great kid, beautiful home and the hottest wife known to man. He and Deana make it their mission to fulfill each other’s every erotic fantasy. So why does he feel like something is missing?

Deana Jensen has been head over heels in love with her husband since they first dated in college. Back then, Grif was a player—with both sexes. Deana never considered his bisexual past a threat, but after twelve years of marriage, she fears she’s no longer enough for him. She’ll do whatever it takes to satisfy her husband, but can she share him with another man?

Vance Korbett swore off women years ago when his fiancée left him at the altar. Now he finds “love” in the arms of different men. It’s simple and easy. Eat. Sleep. Screw. Nothing could be better—other than the marital bliss he sees with his best friends, Deana and Grif. Too bad three’s a crowd. Or is it?

Erotic Escapades of a Married Couple is a hot, sexy novella which includes explicit sex, group sex and M/M sex.

 NOTE: THIS EXCERPT IS FOR MATURE READERS ONLY!!

Grif merged his Porsche into oncoming traffic on the expressway. The Thursday morning work commute was light, probably because it was still before six a.m. He glanced at his passenger.

Deana sat, her hands folded primly in her lap and a blindfold over her eyes. Dressed in a simple zip-up navy jogging hoodie and matching fleece pants, electrified tension radiated off her in waves. “So, where are we going?”

The breathy quality of her voice smacked him square in the balls. It was the same tone she used when nearing a climax and she urged him to go faster. To fuck her harder. He squirmed in his seat as his semi-erect dick got firmer. “Wait and see, birthday girl.”

He concentrated on the road, tamping down the urge to forgo the plan he and Vance had hatched for celebrating his wife’s thirty-third. She didn’t know anything, so he could just as easily text Vance that the deal was off then whisk her to a five-star hotel where she’d be pampered and fucked to within an inch of her life. Hell, to within an inch of his life. She’d never be the wiser…

Yet he knew he wouldn’t do that. This had been her fantasy for years. After twelve years of marriage, it was time he granted it—even if it might kill him.

“Come on, babe,” she pleaded. “I deserve a teensy hint given that you got me up at this unholy hour. ”

“Nope. And if you bug me, I’ll make sure you wait just that much longer.”

She crossed her arms with a huff, her lower lip sticking out. He grinned and switched on the radio to fill the silence of the forty-minute drive. Vance had been in charge of the arrangements and had chosen a distant suburb. Hopefully it’d be far enough away so Deanie wouldn’t suffer any repercussions of this little adventure. He wanted her happy, not embarrassed.

Jealous uncertainty wiggled through his chest, forging a dent in his resolve. He shook it off. This was what she wanted. It was okay. Didn’t mean she found him lacking in the fucking department. Because she didn’t. Not at all. Every time they made love, he made damn sure she had a minimum of two orgasms.

Grif kept up the internal pep talk until he’d parked in a slot, killed the engine and snapped off the radio.

“Now will you tell me?”

“Nope.” He reached over and pulled the blindfold off her eyes. “But I’ll show you.”

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Erotic Escapades is scheduled for release at the end of June. In the meantime, please check out my website www.lyndabailey.net for my other stories, all available through Amazon.com and Barnesandnoble.com.

So, what gets your creative juices going? It is something concrete, like me, or more intangible? I’d love to for you to share.

Thanks again, Delilah for hosting me today!