Hitting 90 and
Still Writing
Kay Jaybee
Many thanks for inviting me over to your wonderful
blog today Elise!
Believe it or not, this month I am celebrating the
publication of my 90th story!! Whether long or short, flash fiction,
poem, or novel, every single piece of writing that I’ve managed to find a
publisher for feels as much as a miracle now as it did when I began to write 9
years ago!
This 90th story will be appearing in Best
Bondage Erotica 2014, the latest hot anthology from Cleis Press- and is called Behind the Door.
Although I’ve written 6 novels and 3 novellas as Kay
Jaybee now, without the short story trade I’d have never have written any of
them. Before I even dared to try and write something longer than 10,000 words
I’d had 40 short stories and poems published. I’m so glad that’s what I did,
for writing those early stories taught me so much. They were my apprenticeship,
a place where I learnt that every single word in every single sentence counts.
If you’d like to read a few of those short stories,
then why not check out The Best of Kay
Jaybee.
Blurb-
Fourteen of the
very best erotic tales of dominance, submission, bondage, and romantic lust,
are delivered with lashings of kink from the pen of Kay Jaybee. From the sexual
adventures recalled by a woman as she stares at her favourite shirt, to a
deliciously dirty orgy on a bed of cardboard boxes, the after-hours education
of a rookie soldier, and the bizarre obsession of an Egyptologist, each story
shows why Kay Jaybee has been hailed as ‘a master of the craft of erotica’
(Oysters and Chocolate). As a girl writes messages of lust on the body of her
best friend’s lover, and a mistress’s employment of ropes and chains on her
slave co-insides with the application of emulsion, we discover just how Kay has
earned her reputation for producing ‘super-heated kinky stories,’ (Kd Grace),
which are ‘a sublime pleasure to read’ (Violet
Blue).
It’s a very odd feeling to read a blurb like that
about your own work! I know I often say it, but I honestly can’t believe how
much has happened to me ‘writing wise’ in the last few years, let alone the
last few months. That I have enough stories published with Xcite to warrant
them publishing a ‘Best Of...Collection’ is an amazing feeling- and I’d like to
thank Hazel and the team for putting up with me for so long!
The stories tucked inside The Best of Kay Jaybee come from the Xcite anthologies I’ve had
work included in since 2008, (such as Maggie,
The Basic Rules of Anal Sex, and The
Fuck-Me Cabbie), as well as my three
solo Xcite collections, Quick Kink One
(The Shirt), Quick Kink Two (The Bride
wore Rubber) and Yes Ma’am (Lying in Wait).
As you’d expect from me, there are a fair number of
dominance and submission related stories included in this anthology, but there
is also a heap of romantic lust, explored fantasies, and happy kinky threesome
play.
If you’ve never read any of my work before, then The Best of Kay Jaybee is just the
right place.
Here’s a little taster from...
The Fuck-Me
Cabbie
‘That’s him
over there.’
‘The one stood on his own? Brown
hair, tight jeans, cute arse?’
‘That’s him.’
‘Does he have a name?’ I put my
drink down onto the sticky plastic topped table before us, not taking my eyes
from the back view of the man leaning against the bar.
‘Well, the men call him Mr Greedy?’
‘And the women?’
My friend smiled at my expression,
she knew me very well. ‘They call him
the Fuck-Me Cabbie.’
‘Really?’
‘Oh yes.’ The satisfied lilt to
Jenny’s voice made me drag my eyes away from the self- styled Adonis at the
bar, to the air of happy memory plastered across her face. ‘He claims to have
had sex with nearly every female passenger he’s carried in his taxi between the
ages of 18 and 50.’
‘Is that so?’ I picked my Cola up
and took a long thoughtful draft as I rocked back on my chair.
‘So he says.’
‘And you believe him?’
Jenny said nothing, but her smirk
spoke volumes as she peered at me over the top of her glasses.
‘And was it worth it? Is he that
good in reality, or is it all arrogant attitude?’
‘I can’t argue with the arrogant
bit, but the man’s bloody hot. Annoying; but true.’
Running a finger around the rim of
my empty glass, my eyes returned to the cabbie, mentally willing him to twist
round so I could get a proper look at his face. As if picking up on my mute
signal, he turned, a pint glass in his hand, and stared directly at me.
Unashamedly, I stared back.
It was his eyes that struck me
most. They screamed non-stop endless desire; a desire which would somehow never
be satisfied. The square cut to his chin and his bulky, yet toned frame, simply
bellowed sex, as if a neon sign was permanently flashing above his head saying
“Get it here- NOW.”
The other signal he gave out,
perhaps even stronger than the aura of lust, was conceit. He’d been told once
too often that he was good in the sack. This cabbie needed taking down a peg or
two.
‘Go
and talk to him.’
Jenny’s eyes flickered at me
mischievously, ‘what are you thinking?’
‘He needs cutting down to size.’
‘How?’
‘You’ll see.’ I kept eye contact
with him. He didn’t need to say anything to let me know what he was thinking.
‘I want you to tell him there is a threesome on offer. Do not tell him who’ll
be involved, but feel free to let him make his own assumptions. It’s not our
fault if he jumps to the wrong conclusion is it.’
Jenny looked momentarily
disappointed, ‘Won’t it be us?’
I couldn’t help but smile at her.
Jenny’s neat chest had been poking at the flimsy covering of her t-shirt and
bra ever since we’d started discussing the taxi driver.
‘Of course it will be us. But it
might not be him...are you game?’
‘I’m game. Tell me.’
Pointedly ignoring the cabbie, I
shifted our chairs closer together so that no one could overhear what I was
about to divest to my companion.
Regarding me with renewed interest,
Jenny was obviously eager to get our plotting underway immediately, but was
still a little unsure about my plan, which I had to admit, was a bit
complicated. ‘Do you think he’ll go for it? He’s not known for sleeping with a
woman more than once. No return fares as it were.’
‘I’m sure you could lay it on
strong. After all, he’s had you, but not me. You’re a beautiful woman honey,
use that to our advantage. Sod feminism for once! Paint him a picture he can’t
refuse. Tell him about our casual relationship, and I’ll see you and him at the
back of the car park in an hour. And don’t forget to switch your phone to
vibrate.’
Jenny stood up, readying herself to
approach our quarry, her short floaty skirt swaying suggestively around her
long legs. I re-focused my blue eyes onto the cabbie’s gaze, communicating what
I hoped was an expression of mutual understanding. Then, with a deliberately
seductive glance at Jenny, I trailed a polished fingernail down her pale neck,
with the intention of planting the idea of all three of us being together
firmly in his mind...
****
Buy Links-
Kay xx
PS- And yes- that is me on the cover of the book-
who’d have thought I’d be a cover girl at my age!!!
Bio-
Kay Jaybee wrote
the The Perfect SubmissiveTrilogy,
(Xcite, 2011-2014), Making Him Wait, (Sweetmeats Press, 2012), The
Voyeur (Xcite, 2012), as well as the novellas, Not Her Type:
Erotic Adventures With A Delivery Man (2nd ed. 1001 NightsPress,
2013), Digging Deep (Xcite, 2013), A Sticky Situation, (Xcite,
2012), and The Circus, (Sweetmeats Press). She has also written the
anthologies The Collector (Austin & Macauley, 2012 & 2008), The
Best of Kay Jaybee (Xcite, 2012), Tied to the Kitchen Sink, Equipment,
(All Romance, 2012), Yes Ma’am (Xcite e-books, 2011), Quick Kink One
and Quick Kink Two (Xcite e-books, 2010). Kay has had over 80 short
stories published by Cleis Press, Black Lace, Mammoth, Xcite, Penguin, Seal,
and Sweetmeats Press.
You can follow
Kay on Twitter- kay_jaybee,
Brit Babes Site-
http://thebritbabes.blogspot.co.uk/p/kay-jaybee.html
Kay also writes contemporary romance as Jenny
Kane – www.jennykane.co.uk
Thank Elise!! xxx
ReplyDeleteHow awesome to have a "Best Of" (with your own pic!) - congratulations Kay!
ReplyDeleteThanks Janine- makes me feel old- but old and happy!! xx
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