What is erotic Part 10 Temptation

It's fun to write about someone who has set the boundaries of their virtue a little too tightly. There she is, walking home from the library. She crosses the path of a certain person. She barely nods. She carefully maintains her step, not seeming to be either hurrying past or lingering. She does not—DOES NOT—let herself imagine that burly hand sliding up her thigh.

The difference in how temptation is treated in erotic fiction and mainstream fiction is partially in the speed and depth of the fall from virtue. The hand, once imagined, is likely to be sliding up the fallen angel's thigh before dinnertime. Another difference is the explicitness of the description.  The hand doesn't slide to places we are left to imagine. It grabs a cunt.

In my story Midas, which will be published July 15 by eXtasy Books, the point of view character is obsessed with the undone top button of his receptionists' blouse. Before the day is over, he's in bed with her and a few other people. This being an erotic story, he's also been fucked by three other women in the meantime.