Wickedly Yours
Erotic Romance Fiction Magazine
 THELMA'S
EATERY
RaeLynn Blue
Genre: Erotica Contemporary
Format: eBook
ISBN: 1-59374-535-4
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From The Back Cover:
Located in the downtown section of
Atlanta, Thelma's Eatery is known for cooking up soul food so good the
regulars keep comin' back for more. But for waitresses, Kim, Rae and Shauna,
the real excitement isn't in the daily specials, but in the kitchen where
sex is just as good as warm sweet potato pie. When Shauna's mother sends in
a handsome accountant to check over the books, the heat in the kitchen burns
up and spills out forever changing their lives...
The Buzz...
"...One aspect of Thelma’s Eatery that
is spectacular is the multiculturalism. Despite, the excess of characters,
no two are the same. In a world where most novels are all black or white, it
was a pleasure to see something different. I commend RaeLynn Blue."
Suni Farrar 3/4 Stars, Just Erotic Romance Review, Heat Level: S
Meet The Author: RaeLynn Blue is the author
of several short stories that appeared in Quill Net and other websites of
romance and desire. Her books aren't your run of the mill romance with sex
under the covers and with the lights out--they're sensual and erotica
romance. And that means lust, passion, and a whole lot of sex. Join RaeLynn
on her latest fantasy!
Book Excerpt ~ Part One:
Unwrapping himself from his weather gear, Jose
performed a slow, steady strip tease. He unzipped a black rain
slicker, and slowly removed his arms from the sleeves. Second,
he lifted off the boxy brown hat, and eased it down to the
floor. Finally, he pulled off the gloves; finger by finger, then
removed the entire glove. He repeated the actions with the other
hand.
“Girl, you’ve got to see this!” Rae whispered excitedly. Her
wide mouth was spread into an open grin. Wolfishly, she licked
her lips and pressed herself closer against the wall. Crouched
down, her left eye strained against the small hole in the wall.
She resembled a very naughty peeping Jane.
“Get over here!”
Shauna giggled and quickly clamped her hand over her mouth to
suppress the infectious noise. Without hesitation, she tucked a
stray hair behind her ear and squatted down beside the sink. She
touched Rae gently on the knee and asked, “Where?”
“He’s right there,” Rae whispered back with urgency as she
crawled backward to allow Shauna room to enter. “See, he just
took off his raincoat!”
“Oh, well, now,” Shauna breathed, “that’s what’s under that
nasty bus boy uniform…”
Rae stood up, fluffed her corkscrew circles and stretched her
back. “Yummy, isn’t it?”
With his back to the wall, Jose faced his narrow locker in the
back of Thelma’s Eatery. He lifted his black cable-knit sweater
and slid it up his slightly muscular back and over his head.
“Ah, he’s just taken off his sweater,” Shauna announced
dreamily. “You missed it, Rae.”
“What!” Rae raced back to the spot just under the sink and
knocked Shauna backward into the sink’s grimy, exposed pipes.
“Where?”
Rubbing the injured spot on her head, Shauna ignored her. Like a
nimble cat, she climbed out from underneath the sink and brushed
off the cobwebs and dust. She crawled over to Rae’s left side,
careful not to disturb the scene.
“Damn. But I didn’t miss him taking off…” Rae fell silent.
Shauna guessed Jose had taken off his pants. It was the only
thing that could have rendered Rae speechless. She giggled
quietly again. For the last two weeks, she and Rae had been
sneaking a peek at Jose as he changed from his regular clothes
to his Thelma’s uniform.
“What are you two doing?” called a voice from the women’s
restroom entranceway.
Spooked, both Rae and Shauna jumped at the sound and nearly head
butted each other as they scrambled to their feet.
Laughing, Kim pointed at their soiled knees and near collision.
After she’d gotten a breath said, “I guess Jose’s here today.”
“Very funny,” Rae said with a smirk, her light green eyes
narrowing to annoyed slits. “You nearly frightened me to death.”
“You deserve it! Peeping on Jose. Shame on you!” Kim wiggled her
finger at them. “How would you feel if he did that to you?”
“I can’t speak for Shauna, but I know I’d love it!” Rae shot
back.
“Rae!” Kim shouted in shock.
Rae rolled her eyes in mock disgust. “It’s time to get to work,
anyway.”
Rae leaned down, dusted the crud from her stockings and walked
out of the restroom. Shauna quickly combed her hair. “She’ll get
over it.”
“I know,” Kim replied. “So, what did our resident GQ model wear
today? His usual stripped shirt and black polyester pants?”
“Black sweater, blue jeans, you know the fitted ones that show
off his…well, you know. That sweater makes his dark eyes seem so
much brighter against that tanned Latino skin!” Shauna commented
as she slipped her comb into her pocket.
“I still don’t see what you guys see in him. He’s a busboy, for
crying out loud! Cute, but still bussing tables.” Kim hurried
into one of the vacant stalls. “Hiding out in a toilet area!”
Shauna pulled her lipstick pencil from her pants’ pocket and
concentrated on tracing her full lips. “But, Kim, you’ve never
seen him naked.” The line had to be just right, or her oval
mouth would seem too large.
The flush of the toilet temporarily called a truce to the
conversation. Within seconds, Kim emerged from the stall and
washed her hands under the sink’s frigid cold water.
“Technically, neither have you.”
Shauna giggled. “Who cares if he’s a busboy? It’s not like
you’re going to marry him. We’re only watching. Totally
innocent.”
Kim snickered. “Innocent, sure.”
Shauna and Kim fell quiet for a moment before they burst into
laughter as they left the restroom. Nothing involving Rae was
ever innocent.
Book Excerpt ~ Part Two:
When they emerged from the restroom into the tiny hallway leading
back to the seating areas, Jose came out of the men’s locker room
dressed in his Thelma’s uniform.
Kim and Shauna exchanged glances. They burst into laughter as Jose
passed by, now fully dressed in his polyester black pants and striped
shirt.
Jose stopped and glanced around. He opened his mouth to say something,
but quickly shut it.
Kim struggled to keep a straight face while Shauna gave up and walked
away, still laughing.
“Nothing. Private joke,” Kim managed to mumble after him, before
surrendering to a full fit of laughter. Their GQ model, dressed in
discount store clothes was just funny to her.
Jose gave her a weird look, mumbled something in Spanish and headed
toward the kitchen.
Kim shook her head at the ridiculousness of finding both Shauna and Rae
under a sink in the women’s restroom, peeping on Jose. She walked past
the bar and seating areas and back to the entrance marked kitchen.
In five minutes, the early lunch crowd would arrive at Thelma’s for some
good ol’ soul food. Kim checked her order pad to make sure she had
enough for the night and struggled to retie her apron behind her.
“I’ll get it,” Rae said from behind her. “Shauna said you get section A
tonight.”
Kim secretly groaned. Section A was comprised of mostly tables, and a
few booths. Most people liked sitting in booths, and the A section
almost never became full. Section A was also the farthest away from the
front door. Customers hated walking all the way to the rear of the
restaurant. Tips would be lousy.
“I get Section C,” Rae said with pride. “There, all done.” She finished
tying Kim’s apron strings.
Section C was along the left wall, where windows overlooked the lake. It
also included a mixture of tables and booths, but Section C was the most
requested. People liked the view of the small manmade lake.
“Tonya gets B Section,” Rae said as she patted Kim on the shoulder. Kim
turned to face Rae. “You came all the way over here just to brag, didn’t
you?”
Rae’s light green eyes flickered, and Kim was sure she was going to get
an argument, but Rae said, “No, I came over here to help you tie your
apron.”
Rae snorted and unbuttoned the first three buttons on her shirt,
revealing a plump, smooth brown cleavage and a pearl necklace that had a
faint line running across the beige string.
Probably fake, Kim thought of both the necklace and the cleavage.
Rae walked away, sashaying the entire length of the kitchen until she
reached the entrance, where she disappeared into the seating area.
Was it her imagination, or did Rae hike her skirt up to miniskirt level,
Kim wondered as she adjusted her own knee length skirt. The sheer black
stockings, miniskirt, and white short-sleeved shirt were the color
scheme for a French maid’s uniform.
Kim took a deep breath and decided she’d better get to Section A and get
to work. She glanced at her watch…eleven o’clock on the nose.
Interview:
Where do you get your ideas from?
My romantic ideas come from listening to people, friends, family, complete
strangers talking on their cell phones, personal life. There's nothing that
occurs in life that can't be mined into a good, romantic, erotic story.
Where is the line between erotica and porn?
This is an extremely personal question. The line between porn and erotica
differs depending on who you ask. For me the line between porn and erotica
is very slim. Does a story become pornographic when the protagonist only has
sex without love? Multiple partners? For me, no. A story becomes
pornographic when it's only about sex, and nothing more. Even then, if the
protagonist doesn't go through some changes on her/his end, regardless of
how many partners they've had, then the story is completely porn.
How does one begin writing erotic romance?
I think first you must be a romantic at heart, because its the romance, that
matters. Sure, the hotter the pages, the better the read (for some), but if
there's no chance of the couple falling in love, what's the point? Again,
there must be a story there.
If you have a story inside, write it! You don't have to immediately share it
with anyone, but write what you feel you have to say. Writer's groups,
classes, etc. are all good ways to start too. First, I feel you must have
something to say.
How many books have you written?
Thelma's Eatery is my first novella. I'm pretty excited about it too.
What is your profession?
I am a teacher by day and the mother of three boys.
How did you meet your husband? What is the most romantic thing he has
done for you?
I met my husband online. The most romantic thing he's ever done for me was
take me to Las Vegas and treated me to the most fantastic time of my
life...it was magical!
What is your favorite Valentine Day's gift?
Diamonds!
What is your favorite Soul Food dish?
My favorite soul food dish would have to be sweet potato pie. My grandmama
used to make it the best!
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