Getting Off At York

The second Steamy Train Tales story – a novella, no less – is here! B.R. Lee’s lengthier follow up to ‘Hampton Wick takes Alesha Crawford up to Yorkshire. Fired up after her erotic epiphany in the first story, Getting Off at York sees Alesha travel to the beautiful, historic city that the Vikings named Jorvik. What sexcapades lie in wait for her not only in the city, but on the journey there?

A business trip. A hot fellow passenger. And…an incredible opportunity. When the chance to satisfy one’s hottest fantasy presents itself, should it be taken, and to what extent?

When hot boss babe Alesha Crawford prepares to travel to York for a business trip, she’s encouraged to make the most of it – in all senses. And when leaving London on the northbound train, she meets an enigmatic older man who not only tickles her fancy but leaves her yearning for more. Much more. The question is: how far will she act on her desires, alone, in another city and in her hotel room?

Immediately picking up from the end of the first story (Getting Off at Hampton Wick) Getting Off at York – a novella of around 34,000 words – is the second story in the Steamy Train Tales series from author B.R. Lee. that introduces lovers of character-rich and plot-driven modern British erotica to sizzling short stories set all around the country. From Scotland’s sexy tip in of the far north to England’s fine bottom down south, are you ready to get on board, so you can have hot fun getting off?

Directly picking up from where ‘Hampton Wick ends, readers are reunited with London resident and sextech entrepreneur Alesha Crawford. And it’s fair to say, she’s now had more than her eyes and mind opened to the potential shenanigans involving trains, travel…and temptation.

As you’ll have surely read ‘Hampton Wick already and already visited its webpage you’ll have spied some pertinent pointers about Miss Crawford. Is there anything else to know?

There’s one aspect of Alesha that was mentioned in the original first draft of ‘York, but then removed when the mid section got too big in relation to the overall story length. As there is always the possibility that in the future perhaps an extended version of the story might be released (but don’t count on it) I won’t give specifics, but there’s a strong element of personal tragedy that has beset Alesha. Consequently, it has further fuelled her business and personal ambitions and desires. So far, she’s done just that.

As I said previously, Alesha will appear in future stories, either as a main character once again, or as a supporting character, or perhaps just fleetingly. She gets around, y’know.

Yes of course there’s some bias to this statement. But it’s not entirely unexpected either: if a smut author can’t blow his …er…own horn, so to speak, then what’s the world coming to?!

I’m pretty sure there’s nothing else out there that has the same amount of hot character development, simmering plot, and sizzling sexcapades that’s set in this British tourist gem that your author has enjoyed a good few holidays in over the years (and heartily recommends!).

As for why York was chosen to be the setting for some scorching British erotica, its reputation as a ‘railway’ city made it a natural contender. Plus as the story alludes to, it is home to one of the most famous railway attractions in the country. And from a storytelling and plot perspective, two hours was the perfect journey duration for Alesha. And last but not least, it’s a gorgeous city with lots of character and history. And this is a key ingredient of the whole Steamy Train Tales concept – setting hot stories all over the country and not just in the bigger cities. With York, it’s one of the prime locations, a real big hitter that just had to feature in one of the first stories released.

Alesha held her key card over the reader, and waited for the click and the green light to appear before pushing the door inside. Dropping her laptop bag which she’d taken with her to hold her wallet, jacket and water bottle, she slipped out of her trainers and quickly headed to the loo.

Reappearing a moment later, she fished out her phone from the pocket of her jeans and sat down in the desk chair. Checking her messages, she was happy to see there had been nothing business related. Instead she smiled as she selected the one received two hours earlier – from Steve. Ostensibly, it was his way of ensuring that yes, Alesha’s number was sound, functioning, and of course, hers. But nobody in this pairing – even if temporary – was ignorant to what it also meant: Steve was re-registering his interest in Alesha.

And so, a short while later Alesha had duly replied: nothing too flirty, but perfectly personable in tone.

It had certainly kept her mind occupied throughout the afternoon. It had been further amplified given where she had spent the past few hours. For someone who had just become captivated by the whole concept of train tomfoolery and First Class frolics mere days beforehand, the timing of it was little short of miraculous. Here she was in York, one of the most famous ‘railway cities’ in Britain and with its own world-renowned museum devoted to the subject.

From being dropped off at its entrance, Alesha had found herself transported to another word. Gleaming locomotives; carriages with character from Britain and further afield; and a whole gamut of other items providing a glimpse into life on and around the tracks through the ages.

Just being there wasn’t enough though. Yes, Alesha felt not only enthused and genuinely interested in the exhibits as if the previous days’ thoughts had not taken her on this particular erotic journey. But given the one-track mind that had dominated her thoughts she was now invigorated and excited. Taking a plethora of photos on her phone, she had indulged in taking a few on the platforms, and even a more playful few while sitting down in the carriages. She’d even roped in some fellow visitors to take a few of her. Alesha was on a mission after all, spontaneous or otherwise. And so while there she took as many photos as possible to decide later which ones were for keeping. Some might make the forum, some were for social media, and some, well, some were possibly for her eyes only, or perhaps a lover.

Alesha flicked through the photos and smiled. It had been an amazing afternoon and she hadn’t wanted to leave when the PA system alerted visitors that closing time loomed. She’d then had the dilemma of whether to head into the centre of town and explore York’s maze of narrow cobbled streets, olde world buildings, and its majestic Minster, or to head back to her hotel. She did have a presentation the next day after all. But that wasn’t the rationale for her decision to head back to her room. She had more pressing, somewhat animalistic matters to attend to.

(c) B.R. Lee – all rights reserved.

It’s completely understandable if you feel you’ve got to get your hands on Alesha’s antics in the first Steamy Train Tale right now. And it’s as easy as A-B-C.

Actually, who cares about the B and C. All you need is to head to the A – Amazon. That’s right. All the stories will be available on the Kindle Store.

So without further ado, CLICK HERE TO READ GETTING OFF AT YORK

Here’s what one trusted reader – an author herself, no less – had to say about ‘Getting Off at York’:

“I truly enjoyed reading this surprisingly romantic tale…Sex radiates throughout the pages, from their fun, double-entendre-laced banter to their sight-filled night time adventure around beautiful, historic York. Slink into BR Lee’s masterfully crafted erotica, enjoying kiss after slow kiss until the clever, satisfying twist at the end!”
Milfy, author, “The Italian Affair”