Let’s just toss this down right from the start – Random Acts of Lust is a spectacular erotica collection. Primula Bond knows how to tell a rousing tale.
One of the things I enjoyed about this collection was the way many of the stories interwove. Secondary characters in one story took the spotlight in another. That added depth to the later stories. But in a way, it makes it harder to pick favorites, because the stories support each other and maybe wouldn’t mean as much as standalones. This is (oh, how I hate this word) synergistic storytelling, where the sum is more than the parts.
In “Mademoiselle,” Mary is chastised by her sister Poppy for living celibately. She pretends not to listen, but when the boy next door she once gave French lesson to shows up at her door looking like a rock star – clad in leather and smelling of his motorcycle – she heats up pretty quickly. But in “Second Honeymoon,” it’s Poppy that’s trapped in a cycle of sexual frustration. That is, until she watches the unusual innkeeper, Stella, seduce her husband. Stella’s quite the protagonist. In “Cougar,” she dares photographer friend Sophie to seduce a cute young worker at the gallery where Sophie is showing her work. Sophie’s not above talking women into playing naughty either. In “Good as Gold,” she talks her soon-to-be daughter-in-law into spying on her husband. Caught, Sophie pays the price, and gets a spanking and more from her prospective father-in-law.
The sex scenes are delicious and long enough to warm you up. Unfortunately, I was on a tight schedule and had to zip through in two nights, which wasn’t enough time to linger or enjoy these stories the way I would have liked to. This book and you deserve to spend some quality time together, so pace yourself.
It was such a pleasure to read these original, interesting stories. I do have two small nits. While I liked the recurring characters, in the first few stories, the size of the cast made it hard to track the players and I had to keep flipping back to remind myself who they were. The other charge is a bit more serious. I had an overwhelming desire to smack the writer’s knuckles with a ruler every time I read an incomplete sentence. It’s a good thing that I couldn’t, because by the end of the first story s/he wouldn’t have been able to write anymore, and that would have been a pity. Those, as I said, are small concerns, and barely detract from this work. Random Acts of Lust gets my strongest recommendation. Thumbs way up.