Lake Effect

A mood pice from Marie Rebelle’s 2019 Smut Marathon. – Raz

The temperature inversion over the lake carries sounds from the opposite shore, over a mile away, over sunset to dusk to full night. There are four or five houses there, mostly vacation rentals, situated just right, and sitting quietly on my little pier on summer evenings, I hear everything. Barbecue parties, political discussions, marital arguments. Having the only house in our particular cove, my cross-lake neighbors don’t have much opportunity to hear us in return. Addy hardly ever comes out in the evenings. She says there are too many bugs, even though those lemony candles do a good job, I think. She prefers evenings gossiping with friends.

Some evenings, I hear quiet conversations, secrets between partners, the sounds of lovers. Like tonight. By the lights through the mist, only one of the houses is occupied, but the couple isn’t inside. They’re by the shore, and she’s luring him into the water despite the dark and cool. He accedes, and there’s splashing and murmuring, and sighing. He tells her he wants her always, and she laughs and says he has her now, and asks what he would do with her. His response creates splashes, and feminine laugher, then sighs. Not much later, cries of ecstasy disrupt the sounds of the awakening night creatures.

It’s full dark when Addy’s car pulls up the drive, and the frogs, cicadas, and stars are in full symphony around and above the lake. I wait a while longer before going inside.

Categories: Erotica, RazielTags: , , ,


I am the little devil on your shoulder, stroking your neck with my tail, whispering obscenities into your ear, and looking down your blouse. One third of The Erotic Writer blog.


  1. Anonymous

    Hello.. I had a good time with this, I remember my time on the lake ( never heard all that) but I did peep at the lovers sneaking around the shore. I do wish this was a little longer, the act was there and gone in a matter of a few words. I would have enjoyed the listeners interpretation of what he thought was happening from the sounds he heard.
    Thank you :)

    • Monocle

      The mood of the moment wasn’t really one for that kind of reportage, I think. And the rules for this particular piece had a very strict word count.

  2. Little seal

    This takes me back to a lake cabin trip in Canada, and while that holiday didn’t quite have this setting, it was fun to imagine it could have. I enjoy your mood prices, they have a lovely romantic quality to them.

    • Monocle

      Thank you. Being a romantic at heart sometimes lives hand in hand with being a perv.
      Maybe it’s age, but increasingly I find other moods besides simple lust to be able to access the erotic. Maybe obliquely.

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