Zelda the Witch

Zelda Zielinski comes from a long line of witches. Unlike her mother and sister, Zelda prides herself on being a good witch who never uses her powers for evil. After an inheritance from her grandmother leaves her in possession of a dusty old mansion, the family spellbook, and the responsibility of keeping the family's traditions alive, the prospect of an easy and harmless way to turn the head of her boss, Trent Towers, the man she secretly loves, proves to be too strong a temptation for Zelda to resist. All Zelda has to do is get Trent alone and trick him into drinking a love potion concocted using some magical peaches and her grandmother's secret recipe. Spiking his drink turns out to be more complicated than expected, however, when Rexanne, her romantic rival for Mr. Towers' affections, shows up unannounced. With her plan quickly spiraling out of control, Zelda runs into a new obstacle: a sexy stranger named Bruno who promises to make all her dreams come true.This lighthearted, 17000 word erotic romantic comedy is infused with plenty of wild, steamy, explicit M/F sex (vaginal, oral (giving and receiving), outdoor, exhibitionism, mild spanking, etc.), a cast of memorable characters (including a ghost, a pixie, and a very unique pet), a big old mansion, a spell book, and some truly hilarious hijinks. THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18 YEARS OR OLDER.Excerpt:When they got to the grand staircase, she pointed toward the top of the stairs."It's all up there," she said, holding out her hand to indicate that he should go first. Zelda followed him up the stairs, three steps behind, imprinting the gorgeous image of his powerful buttocks moving in his tight overalls onto her memory. When they got to the top of the stairs, she showed him the pile of boxes. "I need help moving these to the master bedroom," she said, biting her lower lip.Bruno looked at her a little nervously and bent over to pick up one of the boxes. She hung back, admiring the tight curves of his posterior, then sighed deeply and picked up a box herself, following him to the bedroom.The massive, four-poster bed had already been made up by Mrs. Angelopoulos and the room had been swept and dusted. A number of boxes were lined up against the walls, and bright sunlight beamed through the window overlooking the garden. Mrs. Angelopoulos had propped open the windows and a slight breeze stirred the curtains."If you can bring in the rest of the boxes, I'm just going to...arrange some things in the closet," she said, licking her lips a second time. Her panties were soaked. It was all she could do not to throw herself on top of him.He gave her another funny look and disappeared out the door.Zelda raced into the walk-in closet, pulled the chain to turn on the light, and shut the door behind her. She started tearing open boxes, looking for her lingerie, regretting that she hadn't marked the boxes more clearly. She could hear Bruno moving about in the other room, thumping boxes on the floor and sliding them around.She found her favorite yellow chiffon teddy and began stripping off her clothing. She could hear Bruno shuffling around on the other side of the door, stacking boxes. There hadn't been a lot to move, and it sounded like he'd already brought everything into the room. She slipped into her lingerie, adjusting herself.Bruno knocked on the door to the closet. "That's all the boxes, Miss," he said in his deep, hunky voice."Wait, before you go," she said, opening the door with a flourish. "There's just one more thing I could use."Bruno stepped back with a look of alarm. "Miss Zielinski!""Call me Zelda," she said, grabbing him by the straps of his overalls and pushing him backward onto the bed.