Touch, Chapter 2 [NSFW]

There’s nothing about him that would traditionally turn heads but to me, he is everything.

Everyday I come into the office, I watch the tiny little clock in the bottom right hand side of my computer screen. 7:59 feels like it lasts an hour as I wait for him to enter at 8:00 on the nose, every morning.

I tape my foot anxiously, my heart in a tornado inside my chest, my thighs tingling.

Then I hear the smooth vibrations of his voice, floating across the hall and drifting into my cubicle. He is greeting the secretary, asking about her morning and her plans for the weekend.

He is thoughtful and kind, generous and passionate. My turn is coming and I can feel the blood soaring through my veins as I wait for him.

I am always waiting for him.

The foot steps come closer and I can smell his cologne, a mix of sandalwood and cedar wafting through the halls, sending me into a frenzy.

Take a breath, relax, I tell myself as he nears.

Touch, Ch 1 [NSFW]

I wake up, the sheets twisted around my torso, my hair shrouding my face. The window is almost wholly covered by a black out curtain but in the few inches that are exposed, sun pours into my room, leaving a strip of light on my wood floor.

I watch it flicker as birds dance through the sun and the trees move with wind. I have had a restful night and feel energetic and excited for the new day. But I also feel a pressure in my belly, a heat in my thighs.

It takes me a moment to realize this urge, this sensation but when I do, I roll onto my back.

My hand reaches down and finds the top of my panties, the white cotton the only thing separating me from ecstasy and relief.

Slipping my hand under the elastic, I rest my fingers on my petals, rubbing gently for a moment before parting myself. A pool of wetness has been forming inside me and I tap into it, curling my two fingers as I pull the wetness out.

The Nurses, Chapter 13 [NSFW]

Adam was point blank asking me if something was wrong and while nothing was “wrong”, I was wondering who had been texting him and if it was Leah, why didn’t he say Leah instead of the hospital? I remembered the lake, when I had gotten jealous when that random chick was pawing all over him, and how I felt silly afterwards that I hadn’t handled the situation right. This time, I told myself, I would be an adult about it. Yes, that’s what I was going to do.

“Hey, you ok?” he asked again, after I had ignored his first question because I was overthinking it.

“Oh yeah, no, I guess I was just wondering if it is Leah or the hospital,” I said, trying to use my most ‘I’m cool, its cool, we’re cool’ type of voice.

Adam sighed quietly before rolling over to me and grabbing my hand.

“I say its the hospital because Leah, to me, is the hospital. We have no friendship, really, and so if she’s texting me, it’s work. It’s the hospital.”

The Nurses, Chapter 12 [NSFW]

Chapter 12

It had been a couple of weeks since Adam had given me a key to his house. If you’re wondering why I didn’t reciprocate the gesture, well, I would’ve if he wanted. But we spent most of our time at Adam’s house because he had a brand-new washer and dryer, a lot of natural light, a comfortable bath (that fit two!) and all in all, his home was just nicer than mine.

I had purchased my home a year ago after I had already fulfilled a year contract at the hospital. When they renewed me, I decided I’d stay and that meant no more apartments. But there wasn’t a lot on the market when I purchased so my home was small and humble. I liked it, I had made it a somewhat cute farmhouse style little place, but it offered little room for hot steamy sex and therefore, it was not *our* place. Adam’s house had definitely, ever since that first night, become *our* place.

The Mile High Club, Chapter 12 [NSFW] [MMF]

Chapter 12: The Private Attendant (Alisha)

Something I learned when I was a teenager was that if you had money, you could do anything. I’m not talking a wealthy person with a desk job and a good retirement. I’m talking money that comes with making movies, being at the top of the pecking order at an oil company—that kind of money. I would see newspapers of rich people who did horrendous things but legally they were never held accountable. And it made me wonder—what else can rich people do that normal people can’t? That question always stuck with me, as I worked my way up in my career, watching the rich college students take the best jobs first, the adults with money buy their way into things.

4th of July [NSFW]

The sun was relentless, beating down on them all day, making their skin warm to the touch and red in color. But they didn’t care. Today was their day to live life to the fullest.

She wore a skimpy bikini depicted an adapted version of the American flag and he wore trunks with the same pattern. They splashed and laughed on the surface of the pool, the chlorine staining their hair and skin. When it got too hot, they escaped below the surface to submerge their bodies in the cool water.

They threw the ping pong ball back and forth, hoping it landed into the red cup, dictating their sobriety for the day. They laughed, they missed, they made it—they were having fun.

When the rumbling in their stomachs was no longer able to be ignore, they lit the grill and threw on hot dogs and burgers. She snacked on chips and sipped beer, each drop of the alcohol illuminating her personality more than the last. He, too, sipped beer while pushing the meat around on the grill, occasionally reaching out to her, grabbing her by the hip and pulling her in for a surprise kiss.

The Nurses, Chapter 11 [NSFW]

It had been an exhausting week working at the hospital and every night when we got off of work, Adam and I used the remaining energy we had to shower (usually together), eat, and curl up in a naked clump on the bed and pass out. We were too tired to be horny but in the morning, when we woke up to do it all over again, we had enough energy and time to fit in some hot morning sex.

The first morning I woke to his erection pressed against my ass and hips and it instantly made me wet. I turned around and pulled the covers over my head and started kissing on his head, which easily sprang free from his pajamas once I gave the waistband a simple tug. By the time he woke up I was already working on his shaft, dragging my tongue up and down his substantial length. I felt him move a bit underneath me so I knew he was getting comfortable. This morning felt like an intimate blow job rather than a slutty porn star so I sucked him slowly and gently, taking in every last molecule of his cock as if it were the elixir of life.

The Nurses, Chapter 10 [NSFW]

Chapter 10

Adam was in a daze the rest of the drive back to his house. I’d never given him road head before, nor had we even discussed it as part of our “have you ever” type convos we’d had so far. When we pulled into the driveway he threw the truck into park and turned to me, the cab lights dimming slowly until we sat in darkness. 

“That was really good. Like, really good,” he wasn’t even grinning or smiling, he just looked like he was in awe. 

“Thank you,” I motioned a partial bow towards him and smiled. He ran his fingers through his wavy hair and then rested his hand on his knee. I could tell he was building up to say something but I really didn’t know what it was.

“Were you jealous that Angela, well, you know, is Angela. Or did it kinda turn into some mild foreplay watching her try and get my attention?” he wasn’t sure how’d I’d react to this question, I could tell in his body language; he fiddled with the knee of his jeans a bit when he spoke. I laughed at his nervousness, though I did deep-down find it to be pretty cute that he didn’t want to upset me. What a good boyfriend.

The Nurses, Chapter 9 [NSFW] [Oral]

Chapter 9

The news of Adam and I being an official couple trickled out slowly, rather than the speed of light like most hospital gossip. Due to COVID, people were stuck in pairs in ICU rooms, working different shifts than normal and overall, just not getting an opportunity to even make just a little small talk. Work was crazy and stressful—even more so than normal.

But the news did trickle out. And when it did, I felt happy to not have to hide how I felt about Adam anymore. Watching him work made me proud, seeing how well he interacted with patients during delicate times made me aware of how sensitive he was, and the way he flipped me from my stomach to my back during a crazy fuck session showed me how strong he was. He was the total package and while I enjoyed people knowing we were a couple, I did find myself feeling jealous and insecure at times, something that I usually didn’t struggle with.

Now when I saw some of the floating nurses flirt with Adam, or just casually rest their hand on his forearm while they explained charts to him—I felt the anger grow from my stomach to my neck, heating my face with a fire only jealousy could explain.

The Mile High Club, Chapter 11 [NSFW]

Chapter 11: The Lay-Over (Archie and Avery)

When the plane landed, the attendants knew that during a layover they normally had a short amount of time to clean the plane, restock the refreshment carts, use the toilet and have the pre-flight meeting with the Pilot.

It was about two hours on this lay over and that was more time that normal so they decided to get off the place and pick up some things in the airport.

The great thing about being a flight attendant was that while you may not have been able to venture out in every city, you did get to pick up a souvenir in the airports to document your travels. For attendants that had families back home, children especially, it was a nice thing to be able to do.

Often times the attendants, on longer layovers, would even peruse the airport restaurants, finding the ones that served the best booze. Archie and Avery, two of four attendants working the flight, decided to stay on board while every one else decided to leave for an hour. They knew what they were staying on board to do, despite telling everyone else that they were staying on board to nap.