Interview from The Crypt: Jodi Olson

Once again the doors to The Crypt creak as they open slowly to allow yet another unsuspecting soul deep inside and today's willing victim, I mean visitor, is the amazing Jodi Olson.

First of all I would just like to say welcome to The Crypt Jodi and thank you for stopping by today.

So Jodi to begin why don’t you introduce yourself to my creatures of the night and tell us a little about yourself.

My name is Jodi Olson, I write erotic romances. When I’m not writing I’m reading or watching a few shows on the TV. Also spend a lot of time on the net surfing for the hero in my next book. lol

When did you first begin to write? Was there a specific moment or did something happen to make you think ‘I could be a writer’?

5 years ago I wrote a two page erotic scene for someone’s birthday about a strip club. I didn’t realize at the time I’d want to go on and write my first historical western romance.

A group I was in at the time, read my historical and said wow you should be published. So 4 stories later I started submitting them and am glad I did.

What are you currently working on? Would you mind giving the readers a quick synopsis in 100 words or less?

So many WIP’s.  The one I’m almost done with is Ours Until Morning is a F/F/M Menage. In this story the two gals met in college, were roommates One night they experimented a little. One of the gals went off to be a doctor, got married then divorced.

The other an accountant, boyfriend. They kept in touch by phone etc. Finally they set up a vacation together. Both have been wanting each other for years but never told each other. And when they do the lovemaking is explosive.

Where do you draw your inspiration for your stories, characters and settings?

Hero’s mostly from photos. Sometimes and idea will come to me either from something I’m overhearing, reading or seeing.

Is there one particular genre you prefer writing in and is there a genre you would never attempt and if so why?

I write contemporaries, ménage, westerns/historical westerns. I wouldn’t write paranormal, why? Because not a big fan of it yet. Only started reading a few here and there.

If you weren’t a writer/ couldn’t write anymore what would you do?

Read all day. LOL I’ve always had a home business so not sure what I would do.

If you could become a member of the opposite sex for 24 hours what would be the first thing you would do?

Make sure the woman is satisfied in bed first.

Which fantasy creature/being do you like the most? 

Mermaid

If you could be your favourite fantasy figure what would be the first thing you would do?

Capture hot sailors.

What scares you the most? 

Bee’s very allergic.

Favourite film?

Dirty Dancing.

Worst film you have ever seen?

I haven’t seen a lot of movies lately but I’ll say Carrie 2

Favourite book?

Have too many but I’ll say the first erotic western I read  Wildfire by Cheyenne McCray

When you go shopping what is the one thing that you always HAVE to buy?

Romance Books.

Going back to favourite film write an erotic scene featuring the main characters in 100 words or less.

Out in the middle of the dance floor, Johnny caressed the side of Babe’s face, then rested his finger under her chin so she’d look at him. He laid his mouth over hers, licking the seam of her lips, tasting her. He could see how turned on she was by the little sounds she made, and it made him that much harder.

Her tongue licked at her lips, “I want you too.” Babe reached inside his slacks and gave his cock a little squeeze. “I need to feel you inside me tonight.”

And finally, just for a light hearted end to the interview.

What words would you want etched on your tombstone ?

Since I hope to write romances for long time I’d have to say. Hot and Dirty is how I like it.

Title: Christmas in Cuffs

Publication Date:  08 October 2011

ISBN: 978-1-935757-34-4    

Author: Jodi Olson

Format: E-Book

Length:  7,839 words     PDF = 46 pp

Genre: Erotic Romance

Category: Romance, Erotica, Multiple Partner, Threesome, Ménage, Contemporary, Bondage

Price: $3.99

 SYNOPSIS

Debbie Langston was older than the handsome young policeman, Brian, in the apartment below her. And she had more curves than the waifs she occasionally saw him with. But that didn’t stop her from wanting him—and his roommate Jason as well. Debbie had dreams and fantasies, involving two men, and some kinky bondage. When her roommates go away for the holidays will Debbie have a Christmas in Cuffs?

EXCERPT

 “Debbie, stop staring at that man and just ask him out. You know you want too.”

“What if he says no? What if he isn’t interested in someone…like me?”

“What do you mean someone like you? You’re beautiful, smart and funny, and so much more.”

“The women he brings home tell me I’m not his type.” Debbie let out a big sigh.

“We’ll talk about this later girlfriend. You need a night out. We’ll go drink some margaritas, do a little dancing and maybe one of us will get laid tonight. Now I need to get to work or I’ll be late.”

Maybe that is exactly what I need; it had been awhile since they had a girl’s night out.  Since it was Friday she wouldn’t have to worry about work the next day.

When Brian disappeared in the apartment building, Debbie went inside and into the bathroom to finish getting ready for work; she glanced at her watch and knew in about five minutes Brian would be getting into his shower. Debbie knew this because he lived one floor above her, and as soon as she heard the water start she opened up the cabinet where they kept the fresh clean towels and pulled out the two vibrators she kept hidden in the back. This was something else she kept a secret from her roommates, and it was fast becoming a part of her daily routine. She reached up under her skirt with one hand and pulled down her bikini underwear. Placing her left foot on the edge of the tub she leaned against the closet door. She always needed relief after watching Brian tease her with the sight of his washboard abs. First she gently ran her fingers across the folds of her sex. God I’m so wet. I want him so-o-o bad. She loved her little red vibrator she named Brian Junior, but she would do anything to have the real thing. Someday she hoped to have the real thing. Taking her mini vibrator in her hand, she placed it against her clit and the tingling sensation sent her body on overdrive. Slowly, she massaged across her clit and down the sides of her pussy increasing her need even more.

Her bigger vibrator lay on the edge of the tub next to her. She picked it up and brought it to her slick passage while still using the mini. Gently, an inch at a time, she pushed it into her fiery slit.

Hearing the shower still running, Debbie couldn’t take it much longer, she inserted the big vibrator in and out, in and out; finally Brian’s cock was half inside her. “Oh yes, fuck me Brian,” she screamed.

A few more inches impaled on his shaft, hitting her g-spot, and the vibration from the two sent her over the edge. Screaming out his name again she climaxed so hard Debbie collapsed with a thud onto the floor, drained and exhausted.

Several seconds went by before she was able to breathe normally and open her eyes again. When she did, it was to see the man of her sexual fantasies staring down. He wore only a towel around his waist and an irresistibly devastating grin. His look was so galvanizing it sent another tremor through her entire body. 

Debbie felt hot, blazing color spread across her neck and cheeks; it took effort not to bury her face in the towel that lay next to her. “How did you get in here?” She couldn’t look at his face; her eyes were focused on the towel around his waist.

“I heard you scream, then heard a thud and found the door unlocked, so I wanted to see if you’re okay. My name is Brian, but I think you already knew that—didn’t you?”

Did he hear everything? Debbie was so embarrassed; she wondered if he found the two vibrators that seemed to have rolled under the sink when she fell. Then she spotted the lacy baby blue bikini still on the floor. Oh God! Floor, open and swallow me whole, please. She took a deep breath, “I’m Debbie, do policemen always barge into apartments wearing only a towel,” she smirked, “and where do you keep your gun? It must be very small if it’s under the towel.”

Thank you for joining me today Jodi and I would like to wish you all the best in future endeavours.

Thank you for having me, I had a great time answering your questions.

So until I, once again, need to feed this is Julez S Morbius saying keep your necks clean, you never know when I will come calling.

T.T.F.N.