Merry Christmas

Sorry I have not been on in a while. I have been getting over a back injury. I have been busy. I joined a erotic writers group called, R~SVP. It is a fun group and they have a lot of good stories to read. They published a short Christmas Story of mine on their site. The story is called, Christmas Eve.

Here is the link to R~SVP:

www.rsvp.forumotion.com/portal.htm

I also posted a new short Christmas Story on my website. Here is the link so you can go right to the story.

www.jacquesgerard.com/santa'shelper

In closing I want to wish everyone a Very Merry Christmas!

Peace and Goodwill,
Jacques

Something For Your Reading Enjoyment

I have been working on some more short stories for my website: www.jacquesgerard.com. However, it is taking longer than I planned. So here is a little something to wet your whistle for the moment. ;-)) Have a good and safe 4th of July.

The Appetizer

“I want to see you tonight!” she said, when I answered the phone at work. It was late afternoon. Her voice had a sense of urgency. “I made reservations at Vincenzo’s for seven. It’s my treat. I’ll meet you at your place after work."

I had to admit. I was caught a little off guard. “How can I refuse such a wonderful invite? See you at my place."

When I drove into my driveway she pulled in right behind me. She stepped out of her silver SUV wearing a long tan khaki shirtdress. On her feet was a pair of platform flip-flops. They were tan and straw woven. Her dress flowed as she walked and her sandals made a loud flapping sound with each step. She followed me inside.

Just as I closed the door she reached up to me and we kissed. “I couldn’t wait to see you!” she said.

“I’m ready for dinner. I just wanted to drop off my case." I looked down at her feet. Dark red polish glistened on her toenails.

She flashed a sly grin at me as I looked up. “Tonight… I’m going to seduce you with me feet. Then bring you back here and fuck you! But first we have just enough time for an appetizer." She led me to my couch and sat me down.

After she stepped out of her sandals, she knelt in front of me. Her fingers rushed to open up my pants. Then she commenced to let her tongue play with my limp cock. A few licks and kisses from her made it stiffen. I shuddered as her lips wrapped around it and melted from the gentle pull of her mouth. Her lips slurped as she savored it.

She stood up and unbuttoned the bottom of her dress. Then she sat in front of me and spread her legs. It was a tease to show she was not wearing any panties. “That’s dessert!” she said with a hush. She spread her toes and inched her feet toward me. I waited with anticipation for the soft touch of her toes against my cock. Electricity shook me as they touched. My eyes closed and I gasped.

“Mmmmm… I don’t know which I like better, your sweet dick getting hard in my mouth or between my toes!”

I was speechless and watched her turn over on to her stomach. She wrinkled her soles for me before her feet clasped my cock again. I had to touch them. My fingers brushed over her soles. She looked over her shoulder at me as her feet worked my cock up and down. I moaned. The sight of my cock between her arches was so sexy. It had me mesmerized.

“We don’t have much time. Come on my feet…Baby." She purred, “Come on Baby…you can do it let go on my soles!”

My head fell back, my eyelids clenched shut, and my body quivered. I was breathless as the rush in my cock took of me. I cried out her name and that I loved her feet.

“Yes! That’s it! Come on my feet! Oh that feels so... good!” She lay for a moment and flexed her feet. “I just want to let your cream run down a little between my toes”. She sat up and slipped her flip-flops on. “You feel so sexy on my feet in these sandals!” She winkled an eye then said, “We better get to dinner. Then I’ll bring you back here for dessert."

Rejection Notice

I got a rejection notice for a short story I had submitted for an anthology. I know rejection notices are part of being a writer. However, I am still a little bummed. When I was younger I played sports mainly football. I know you win some and you lose some. The same goes with writing and rejection notices, you win some and you lose some.

However, winning some and losing some does not mean I have to like losing. I felt like, “Man! That sucks!” I was not really thrilled about why they rejected my story either, but to each his own. I am just going to keep plugging away and keep writing. I am having too much fun letting my imagination run free coming up with stuff to write.

To any writers who are reading this, I have a question. How do you handle a rejection? What did you feel when you have gotten one? How did you bounce back?

Updated Book Trialer

Now that the weather is warmer, I should be posting more. In the meantime, I have been working on an updated book trailer for The Barefoot Burglar. Check it out.

Barefoot Massage

My massage therapist also performs Barefoot Massage or Ashiatsu massage. She explained to me the technique had it’s beginnings in the East more than 3,000 years ago. She said it was very relaxing and takes a lot of knots out of your muscle tissue. So I decided to try it. Yes, my foot fetish came to mind. I would be lying if I said it did not. I did check out my therapist’s feet and she does have very pretty feet. But, I digress. I will get to my foot fetish and imagination about this later.

The room my therapist uses has a very soothing décor. The walls are painted with a soft shade purple. A hint of lavender was in the air and a small water fountain trickled in the corner of the room. My therapist had a lamp covered with a red orange cloth which created a warm glow. To top things off soft music featuring a Latin guitar was playing. Are you relaxed now?

The massage table was in the center of the room. Two rails hung from the ceiling above the table. I got undressed and laid on the table under a sheet. My therapist came in and explained what she was going to do. She said she had washed her feet, just like hands being washed before a massage. How she explained and with me checking out her feet… Never mind. Then she sat on a stool at the head of the table and rubbed some scented oil on my traps with her feet. She wanted to start me out slow to get me used to the feeling of her feet on my body. I did not have the heart to tell her I have had foot massages on a certain place on my body so I was used to feet massaging me. Yes, I kept my foot fetish under warps.

As her feet rubbed my traps, I thought, forget the foot fetish stuff for a moment. This feels good! She apologized for her feet being rough from running. All I thought was your feet are rough now, if you massage me when they are soft… Oh! Somebody help me! Then she stood my back. Her heels and toes worked out so many knots in my back, I was a noodle when she finished.

While she walked on my back my therapist explained she held classes for couples and that barefoot massage or massage in general was a kind of sensual foreplay. Bing! The creative imagination of Jacques Gerard kicked in to gear. I thought what about an erotic short story about a Pro-ballplayer getting a barefoot massage from his lady massage therapist. After a sensual barefoot massage, he rewards her with a soft kisses on her toes along with slow licks on her soles. Which would lead…? See where I’m going? I told you I would get to the foot fetish part.

Making Changes

Sorry, I have not posted in a bit. However I have been making some changes. I have been removing all the references to Forbidden Publications. I had to update MySpace, and Bebo for starters.

Mainly I have been working on graphics for a updated book trailer for the Barefoot Burglar for my YouTube page. One I get a kick out of working with Daz3D. Second, I like I said I have to remove the FP references. I have updated the Barefoot Burglar's look. Below are 'Before' and 'After' pictures. What do you think?

Before



After

Something New For Me

This is something new for me. I have been pondering the idea of a blog for a long time. Many contacts I have with other writers have a blog. They is it is a good for to promote your books and get your name out for readers. So, with this in mind and after a chat with a longtime friend, (who I met through her blog I will add) who convinced me to create a blog.

Writing a blog is new for me. I enjoy reading others. The main reason I have not done a blog is I don't have much to say about things. So this will get interesting on the lengths of my posts from time to time.

A little about me I am a writer. I enjoy writing erotica, mysteries, and Sci-Fi. I had a e-book published called, The Barefoot Burglar. I'll post about it at a later time. The publisher of my book Forbidden Publications went out of business. They were about to release my second Barefoot Burglar story. I will have to find another publisher for my books. I look at this a an opportunity to move onward and upward. I am thankful to the owner of Forbidden Publications for giving me a break and publishing my book.

I should add about my erotic writing is it has a foot fetish theme. There is a lot of erotica which has a fetish theme. However, I have not found many good erotic foot fetish stories. So I wrote some just for fun. I have a fetish for female feet, especially bare feet. Call it a weakness.

That is my intro of myself and this blog. I hope this is the start of something big and good.