(Authors note: This erotica fiction is specifically geared towards the orthodox Jewish community. The concepts and situations will not be easy to understand if you are uneducated to the lifestyle. For the Jewish lurkers here, enjoy. And to the goyim, I know your curious, read and maybe you’ll learn a thing or two ?. For more, check out r/frumerotica)
“Rivkyyy, phone” Mom yelled from the kitchen downstairs.
“Kaayyy”
Rivky hit pause on her 4th episode of Friends that day. It was the one at the beach. Not Rivkys favorite episode but she was determined to watch the whole series in order. She threw the covers off, hopped out bed, and scurried down the hall to the cordless home phone. Rivky knew who was calling and would bet 100 dollars what it was about, and was pretty annoyed that she had to interrupt her precious Netflix time for this. She took a deep breath and a slowly sighed it all out before hitting talk.
“Hello” she greeted, as sweet and bubbly and fake as ever.
“Hi Rivky, it’s Mrs. Weissel how are you”.
Ugh. Rivky has grown to hate this woman. Not because of anything she had done to her, if anything, Rivky should feel a debt of gratitude to Dina Weissel. She was only one of the biggest shadchunim in town and has personally taken on the task of getting Rivky married. But to Rivky, her voice was just a reminder of the tens of horribly boring and torturously long dates with many well acclaimed “good” guys.
“Baruch Hashem Mrs. Weissel, how are you” came the automatic fake response along with a dramatic eye roll.
“Likewise Baruch Hashem, so I have good news, I just got off the phone with Michoel and he’s all in for a 3rd date”
Rivky threw her head back and stuck out her toungue, just holding herself back from making a gagging sound. Of course he wanted to go out again, she thought. They all do. They all think I’m the perfect little Bas Yisroel that their mothers would be proud to have them marry. And it’s not my fault I’m pretty. She had to stop herself from thinking “gorgeous”. She was working on not being so pretentious. Ok, now she has turn down yet another guy.
“That’s so nice to hear Mrs. Weissel but honestly, I don’t think Michoel and I is a good shidduch. I don’t think it will go anywhere and I don’t want to waste his time.” Its getting harder and harder to come up with new sympathetic ways to say “no”.
“Rivky, it’s only been 2 dates…”
“I know” Rivky cut her off, “but I can tell, our hashkafas just aren’t aligned, he’s a great guy Mrs. Weissel, but just not for me.” She was not going to be bullied or guilt tripped into going out again like she had with so many other guys.
“Oy, ok Rivky if you say so, I’ll let him know. I half expected this so I already have your next suitor in mind, maybe I’ll call you later tonight and tell you about him.”
Great.
“Sounds good, thank you so much”
She shuffled back to her cozy little room and climbed back into the fluffy pink bed. “Gosh they just keep coming, I can’t get a break”, she thought. It’s not that she doesn’t want to date, she just doesn’t want to date NOW. Rivky has always been little miss perfect. Straight A’s in her Bais Yaakov high school, always doing the right things and what everyone expects of her. She’s not even 20 and already, she’s being pushed into the shidduch scene by her parents. Only a few months ago she decided she needed some time and space to explore herself. Do what SHE wants to do. Unfortunately, that means she would need to pretend to be walking the “normal” path. She knows she can’t fake it forever but for now, she’s playing the game.
“Bzzzzzz”
Her hand disappears under the cover feeling the surface of the matress for her sparkly cased cell phone. There it is. A text from Shani G, her codename for JJ. Her eyes widen just a bit, her mouth curves to a slight smile, and her legs gently squeeze together. She can already feel a small wet spot forming on her panties. She opens the text.
“Sup you sexy ass bitch”.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g2un5o/rivkys_story_chapter_1_the_one_with_the_shidduch