Julie had been my best friend for the last four years, we met at Presbyterian Hospital where we both worked as a nurse. She was a new nurse and I was assigned to be her mentor and preceptor for the first six months of her employment. We were glued to the hip and hit it off immediately. We had so many things in common and quickly began to hang out outside of...
This is follow-on story for the "Learning to Love Myself" series ***** Hi everyone, Elain here again. I know I owe everybody the stories that I hinted at when closing my "Learning to Love Myself" narrative, but recent events make this tale more immediate. You see, Angel has gotten married. If you haven't read my "Learning to Love Myself" narrative and don...
"Okay, sweetie, I'll see you then," saying it with, what I hoped, was the horniness I was feeling. "Can't wait, sugar, Mama's horny as hell," Vic cooed in response. "Makes two of us...see you soon, babe." Vic and I have been 'seeing' each other for a couple of months now. My husband, Max, was very cool about it, understanding to a fault, I suppose. After...
"Wish me luck?" asking this of Max, my husband, as I turned from the mirror after putting that damned stubborn stud in my earlobe. "Of course, but I still wish you'd let me tag along to watch," Max replied in a teasing, kidding manner. Pretty sure he was kidding...hmmm, might have to think about that a bit. I leaned over and gave him a big ol' smooch, the...
If you aren't turned on by two women making hot, passionate love or if you're under 18, this story is not for you. However, if you are, welcome to my latest tale of girl-girl lust.. [Dedicated to Gayle, Kisha and their deep, wet, tongue-sucking kissing sessions.] * * * * * Chapter 1: The Diner Gayle was driving in her pickup truck, fresh from her afterno...
Author's Notes: Here is another one of my love stories. As with most of my stories, it isn't a quickie sex story, but more of a romance novella. As with all my work, please feel free to vote and comment on it. Please remember this is a copywrited work of fiction and all legal disclaimers apply. I'd like to thank Woflvixen, Ekmathean and the brokenhearted1 f...
The door thuds behind me as my father pulls it closed. His hand on my shoulder, he leads me through the living room, past my scowling mother, and up the stairs. At the top of the stairs, he pulls me into a hug. "Go take a shower, get dressed. I'll talk to your mother," he whispers into my ear. "Thanks," I say, my voice raspy. I walk into my bedroom and g...
"C'mon, sugar, let's get something cold on that cheek of yours," Marie said, holding her hand for Trish to take, leading her to the kitchen for some 'ice therapy'. "Bitch caught you good," Marie observed as she placed an ice pack gently onto Trish's left cheek, the bruising starting to show the early signs of yellowing and swelling. "Yeah, sucker-punched m...
A lot of phone conversations I had on the phone with my long-distance girlfriend Vera were intellectual, funny, sad, serious, or just plain nonsensical. But tonight's phone conversation went from serious to erotic. I called Vera earlier, but she was watching "I Love New York," so I let her go while I continued writing some random novella about a young, bise...
Sunday Morning in early March. I joined the regulars for coffee after a disappointing Saturday night; I hate to be part of a closing crowd, and so I'd left the Paradise Bar with fifteen minutes to go before the bitter end. It's my age, I suppose. As fine as I know myself to be at thirty-five, I just don't feel like competing at singles bars any more. So ther...