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| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by osuolale95(m): 8:51pm On Sep 14, 2022 |
Hmmm, how many of us do see it like seeing a movie whenever we read stuffs like this? 2 Likes 1 Share |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by oloyedprince1(m): 10:21pm On Sep 14, 2022 |
Very interesting |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(m): 7:34pm On Sep 15, 2022 |
A few days later… Richard left the OR and headed to his office. He was supposed to take part in an operation that morning, but at the last moment the Chief of surgery called it off. The patient had not been prepped properly, and therefore, they could not carry the operation out without significant risk. They decided to push the procedure to the next day. He headed down the hall to the elevators which he would take to his floor. He ran into some of the new nurses, who greeted him politely as they walked by. Richard thought about Cherry…or was it Avery? He wasn’t sure which was her real name. for the past few days since he surprisingly ran into her as one of the new nurses, she had been on his mind. So this was the new job she was referring to. He did not know her, so he had no reason to judge in regards to her choice of career. What surprised him was the transition from “escort”, or in her case hostess, to hospital nurse. In any case, it was not really his business. He remembered an encounter the day the nurses started out. He was had gone to the cafeteria for lunch, and was walking to return his tray, when he overheard a small group of younger resident doctors talking. “Hey, did you see those new nurses today?” one of them asked his colleagues. “Yeah, they all looked very cute,” another agreed. “I really like the one named Linette, she’s a real killer.” “Not as killer as the petite one…Avery?” His ears immediately pricked and he slowed his steps. “Yeah Avery…she’s a real bombshell…” “She looks like a walking Barbie doll…I would do anything to get my hands on those killer tïts of hers.” “That makes two of us…I call dibs on her though…” Richard walked up to the three doctors. “Hey…don’t you know it’s a crime to talk about nurses in this hospital that way?” The young doctors turned to him. “Oh, Specialist Richard,” one of them recognized him. The one who talked about Avery laughed. “We are not married, and it is just boy banter, so no harm done…besides, that rule should only apply to people like you who are married, don’t you think? It will be strange if you, a married man, did talk about nurses, right?” “Besides,” the one who recognized him first, “aren’t you married to that beautiful reporter? You shouldn’t be worried about young nurses when you have someone as hot as her for a wife.” “Just…be careful, okay? You would not want to mess your careers up over some immature urges for the nurses.” That was a few days ago. He had seen the other new nurses on occasion, but not much of Avery. The only times he caught a glimpse of her was during his ward rounds. He reached his office and changed into his regular clothes. His stomach began to growl. It was almost lunch time. He hadn’t had anything apart from a cup of coffee that morning. Checking his calendar, he saw that he was free for the next several hours. He headed down to the cafeteria. After getting his lunch, he sat down at one of the several tables. A large number of people had started coming in; it was going to get busy soon. He was about to tuck into his food when he heard an all too familiar voice overhead. “G-good day, Dr. Richard. How are you today?” Richard looked up and saw a shy Avery looking down at him. “Good day, nurse Avery,” he responded. Avery took the chair opposite him. “I’m so sorry I haven’t reached out to you since I resumed. It was quite a shock when I saw you here…to think that right after meeting you at the…lounge the other night…I would get to see you again…I really did not know how to react to…” “What do you mean…what are you talking about?” he asked. Avery was taken aback. She began to fidget. “What? Y-you mean you do not remember…” “…and you mentioned a lounge…I never visit such places. You must mistake me for someone else. Did you work in a lounge before now?” Richard saw the look of befuddlement in her eyes. “I…ah…I indeed worked previously…you’re right…I must have mistaken you for someone else…” “Indeed you must have. I do hope you will do your best in this hospital…” Avery could not believe what she was hearing from him. “What?!” “We deal with human lives here…if something happens to our patients because of personal issues, would you be able to bear the consequences?” “Dr. Richard, what are you saying? I’m sorry, I thought you were someone I met before…” “I'm in no place to tell you or what or what not to do with your life outside the hospital, but you must not let your personal issues hinder your work here as a nurse.” He wrote something on a paper napkin and folded it in half. He stood up and grabbed his tray, and in the process, placed the folded napkin discreetly on the writing pad she had placed in front of her on the table. “You can come see me in my office if you have any work related questions. Keep your head up, work hard, and you will enjoy it here.” “Ahh…” “Welcome to XYX General Hospital…Ms. Cherry,” he winked secretly. Avery’s eyes glowed instantly. So he did remember her. She watched him walk away and took the paper napkin. “Coffee shop on Duneham street. 7:00pm.” She smiled happily. That was a weight off her mind. Her heart stopped racing…but what was the temporary amnesia and stern lecture all about? Unknown to her, Richard had seen a number of his superiors walk into the cafeteria. Among them was his Chief and the Chief of surgery. A few of them were already glancing his way. It was really awkward being seen with this pretty nurse, and he did not want to create any impressions. 6 Likes |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by osuolale95(m): 7:58pm On Sep 15, 2022 |
I'm now falling in love with Richard, the guy is matured. 1 Like |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(m): 7:00pm On Sep 16, 2022 |
“Thank you so much Dr. Richard,” Avery said in glee, “I thought you did not know me, or were trying to pretend not to…” “No you don’t need to thank me for anything,” Richard replied, “rumors float around quickly in this hospital of ours. Anyone could have been listening to our conversation.” They were seated in the coffee shop on Duneham street, far away from the prying eyes of the hospital staff. “I’m sorry Dr. Richard, I was just so nervous, I did not realize I was running my mouth.” “It’s okay, just be careful next time. You wouldn’t want to be the subject of gossip among the medical staff there.” Richard took a sip from his chai latte. “By the way,” he continued, “Avery?” Avery laughed. “I knew you were quite surprised…Cherry was just a name I took for my duties in the lounge.” “I’m curious, why did you decide to work in a lounge, since I assume you trained as a nurse?” Avery looked away shyly. “I did it…for the money. I have a lot of student loans to pay, and getting a job immediately after nursing school was proving to be a bit more difficult than anticipated.” “You just finished nursing school?” he asked in surprise. No wonder she looked so young. “Yes…about six months ago.” “…and how long have you been working…or rather, worked in the lounge?” “I took some waitressing jobs here and there after school. I started working on the lounge about two months ago.” “That’s interesting…you must be quite young then.” Avery looked at him, her eyes dancing brightly in the light cast by the bulbs above. “Are you trying to find out how old I am?” Richard smiled again. “Maybe…” “Maybe if you ask nicely I’ll tell you” she batted her eyelashes at him. He laughed. “Okay…how old are you, if I may ask?” “Y’know it’s not polite to ask a lady for her age? It makes her feel old.” “I know the beautiful young lady I’m asking is not as old as I think.” A bright smile lightened her face. “I’m twenty-three.” “Serious? And here I thought you were just twenty. You’re an old woman indeed.” Avery burst out laughing, a sweet, melodious laughter that played pleasantly in his ears. “Dr. Richard!! C’mon, don’t be mean!!” “In any case, you don’t have much to worry about. You are young, pretty, and very smart as I can see…” Avery blushed a bit. “Thanks…” “…the duties of a hospital nurse are quite tedious, but if you focus on your responsibilities and work hard, you will do just fine. If you need any help, just reach out to me.” “Thank you Dr. Richard...” “Speaking of which, you should try to forget what happened with Chief. I saw what he did the other day in the lounge…” Avery flinched. “Don’t get me wrong,” he hurriedly continued, “although it sounds like I’m praising him too much, but he’s really not a bad person.” “Ohh…right…” “And I’m sure he would not remember you as one of the girls from the lounge. He was pretty smashed up that night…” 1 Like 1 Share |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(m): 7:04pm On Sep 16, 2022 |
Much later, as he walked home, he reminisced over his chat with Avery. She indeed was a pleasant girl, though naïve and a bit clumsy. He hoped she would be able to handle the rigors that came with the job. She was quite smart, but she had a lot to learn. He walked into the condo and met his wife sitting on the sofa, phone in hand, a commercial playing on the large flat-screen TV. “What’s wrong dear? It’s already quite late,” he said as he dropped his bag by the door, “don’t you have to be at the station early tomorrow?” “Honey, do you know what day it is today?” she asked in return. Richard’s heart jumped. Did he forget an anniversary or something? His mind quickly raced to find an answer, but he came up blank. “Uhh…th-that…can you give me a…hint?” Athena stood up, and to his surprise, she walked over to him and gave him a hug. What’s going on? It wasn’t in her nature to hug him so fiercely. Whatever it was, he would comfort her first. His hands wrapped around and held her tightly. “Richard…I managed to get a spot as the eleven o’clock news anchor,” she said. “Is that why you couldn’t sleep,” he asked and rubbed her back gently, “don’t be so sad…” “What are you saying?” she asked, her big sexy eyes looking up at him in surprise, “you should be congratulating me, not comforting me.” “O…kay…yeah…I should be…right?” “Of course you should…from the six o’clock slot to eleven o’clock…next in line will be the primetime hour! You should be happy for me...” “I am…really…” “…and that’s why I wanted to celebrate with you…my dear husband.” She gestured to the table, and only then did he observe the large bottle of champagne and assorted cheeses set up. He let out a small exhale of relief. He thought he had bleeped up again somewhere. “I’m sorry dear…I don’t really understand much about the media industry, so I did not know how much these different hours meant…” A sudden thought went through his mind. If her news hour got shifted, that meant she did not need to wake up so early to head to the station and then…his dïck swelled in response and did not go unnoticed by Athena. “Richard, are you thinking about sëx again?” she looked up at him crossly. She stepped back and crossed her arms under her chest. “Because I don’t need to worry about waking up so early in the morning to head to the station, you think you can fill that space up with sëx?” “What are you saying? Do you think my head is only filled up with such thoughts whenever I’m with you?” Actually, his head WAS always filled with them anytime he saw her in the kind of outfit she had on at the moment, which was quite regularly. Every night before going to bed, and on some occasional mornings, she made sure she did an hour of yoga. They hadn’t had sëx in a while, and his balls had been pressuring for release only a woman’s inner folds could provide. Right now, as she stood barefoot in her tight yoga pants and an equally tighter sports bra that really emphasized the size of her brëasts, he tried to keep his eyes level with hers. “You always have those kind of thoughts…don’t think I never noticed the effects...like right now.” She glanced down at his crotch. “Is there anything wrong in me having such thoughts about my wife? Would you prefer if I thought that way about someone else? It’s not a big deal…” Athena dropped her arms. “Fine…I’ll let you off this time.” She approached him again and reaching up on her toes, she kissed him on the lips. Another thing that she hadn’t done in a long time. “Today is a special day for me,” she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body into him, “so I want to share my happiness with you.” She pulled her sports bra down and let her brëasts fall out. She took his hand and pressed it against them, and a small gasp escaped her lips. Richard suddenly grabbed her bütt and lifted her up in the air, eliciting a squeal of surprise from her. “Wait!! Why the rush?!” she exclaimed as he attacked her already hardening nïpples with his mouth and began sucking vigorously, “w-we have all night!!! Let’s celebrate first!!!” “We can celebrate later,” he responded and switched from one hard tip to another. Athena felt her body tingle. “O-okay…put me down!! Go take a shower first! You smell like a damn hospital.” “Hmm…oh…okay…sorry about that…was quite a hectic day…” 3 Likes |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(m): 7:07pm On Sep 16, 2022 |
Later, he lay on the bed in a pair of boxers and watched as Athena approached the end of the bed in a sexy pair of lingerie, her eyes glued to the huge package that awaited her. She climbed onto the bed at his feet and began to glide her body along his legs, up his thighs, past his hardness, and then to his chest. She leaned in to give him a wet kiss; his hands reached behind her to unhook her bra. Her magnificent pair immediately poured out, and he turned her on her back. He started to kiss her, caress her smooth skin, and it was not too long before she began to respond to his touch. He kissed down her body, taking time and attention on her erogenous zones. “Oh…Richard…” she exhaled. Her breath had started to come in short, erotic gasps. Richard pinched her nïpple, and she moaned. His fingers lightly caressed her ribs and her body arched slightly off the bed. He sucked one brëast while gently squeezing the other. He began to kiss down her bbody and was soon caressing the baby soft skin of her lower belly with his lips and tongue. “Oh Richard…take me…” Her voice faded away; her hands clawed at the soft bedsheets and she lost herself in the erotic bliss of the attention he gave her body. By now his dïck was raging hard, begging for relief. Suddenly they heard his phone vibrate. They both peered over at where it lay on the nightstand. “It’s so late…why are you still getting text messages at this time?” Athena asked. “Just…ignore it.” He continued to kiss and caress her body. Athena shivered and was about to turn away when the phone vibrated again. She reached out to pick it up. “What if it’s from the hospital…” she said as she peered at the phone. “Just ignore it…I will reply to it later. Now is not the time.” He noticed she did not respond. Her body had suddenly gone stiff. He looked up at her. “Athena…what’s wrong?” A look of horror and disbelief was plastered on her face. Her eyes were still glued to the phone. He quickly reached out and took it from her and peered at the screen. **** Hello Doc, thank you for spending time with me today. I really enjoyed our outing. I’m so grateful you took time to explain everything. **** I want to also thank you for all you did to met at the lounge. I must confess, but I really loved your touches that night. **** I hope to see you at work tomorrow. Have a good night and sweet dreams. Nurse Avery. **** END OF PART TWO 7 Likes |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by osuolale95(m): 7:31pm On Sep 16, 2022 |
This is super story... To be continue... |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by Counter24(m): 11:32pm On Sep 16, 2022 |
Such a clumsy nurse..... Damn! Like.... What the hell was she thinking? 2 Likes |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by Graminyte9(m): 10:53pm On Sep 17, 2022 |
This Avery complicated things for him via a text message.... This is a definition of perfect message at the wrong time.... 2 Likes |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by osuolale95(m): 7:58am On Sep 18, 2022 |
Where is part 3 abeg! |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by Kesscy: 8:21am On Sep 19, 2022 |
Update oo |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(m): 7:17pm On Sep 19, 2022 |
PART THREE Present Day “Don’t worry about me, okay?” the old man smiled weakly. The tubes connected to his nostrils supplied him with oxygen. The man was finally able to talk, although few words at a time. It was already about two months since he was admitted. He had undergone rigorous treatments of chemotherapy, which took away most of his already depleted energy. The good thing was his health seemed to be improving; not by much, but at least it was something to hold on to. “But dad…” Athena said, sitting beside him on the hospital bed. Athena’s dad held onto her hand in a weak grip. “Your husband…my son-in-law, is here. He’s always looking after me. Why do you need to be so worried? The lovely young nurse and other staff take care of me as well. Richard comes to chat with me everyday.” “He does?” Athena asked and side-glanced at Richard who stood quietly at the foot of the bed, “b-but I should be the one taking care of you, not some silly nurse. You should be seeing your daughter more often.” “What do you mean? I see you everyday. I get to see my beautiful daughter on the TV reporting the news…that gives me joy to see you working hard. I know you have a lot of work…but I’m happy you take time to come see your old man…” Richard walked a few steps behind her down the hallway to the elevators. “You should go back to work,” she broke the thick silence between them, “you do not need to see me off.” “Hmm? Oh…alright,” he replied. “You shouldn’t worry too much about your dad though.” Athena paused. “What do you mean by that? Why shouldn’t I worry about my father?” she asked coldly. “What I mean is I’ll keep doing my best to treat him. His prognosis are not really god, but so far he has been responding to treatment. I’m sure with time, he will come through.” Athena glanced at him over her shoulder. “Thanks.” She said after a few moments. “You do not need to thank me, it is the least I can…do,” but she had already disappeared down the hall and around the corner. Richard stared into the empty space she occupied just a few moments earlier. “Oh wow…” he heard someone exclaim behind him. He turned around and Avery stood a few feet away. “Wow…isn’t that the very beautiful reporter, Athena Chambers?” “Yes…it’s her.” Richard sighed in reply. “Oh wow! She’s my role model. I like her poise, her grace…I aspire to be like her when I grow older…what was she doing here by the way?” “She’s my…wife.” He waited for the information to register, and after a few moments of a blank stare, Avery reared back in horror. “Your…wife?!” --------------------------------------------------------------- “So the patient in room 1206...here in the hospital…is your father-in-law…” They were both sitting on one of the several benches in the small park at the side of the hospital, watching people walk by and the pigeons cooing as they bobbed their heads around for food. “Yeah…been admitted for about two months now,” Richard responded, “he’s been under strict medication and rigorous chemotherapy. If his situation does not improve or even worsens, we might have to conduct emergency surgery.” Avery sipped her coffee. “You must be very worried then…" "Not really..." "He shouldn't be, in any case. He’s in very good hands. After all you’re a very good doctor.” Richard glanced over at her. “I guess so…I do not like to brag about my capabilities…” “I know you are a very good doctor!” Avery said and punched him in the arm lightly, “I love the way you dedicate yourself to your work, your patience with other staff…I’ve learned a lot from you since I started working here. Any patient will be glad to have you as their doctor.” “Which reminds me,” he remarked, “what about you?” “What about me?” Avery looked back confused. “Your,” he gave a quick glance to her ample chest, “breästs.” Avery blushed. “What about my breästs?” “Did you ever have them checked out? You complained about the pain and after I…you know…” She looked around quickly. “Stop talking about that in such an open place!!!” “Well, I felt as a doctor I should ask…” “Well not here!!" "Sorry..." "Anyways, I haven’t had the time to get them checked, if that's what you're asking…it’s been quite hectic since I started working here…” “…but you need to have them checked again to be sure…another physical examination before you proceed further since it’s been how long you started work here? Nine, ten months?” “Yeah, thereabouts…” She turned away slightly. “Y’know, I wouldn’t…mind it if…YOU gave me another physical…” she puppy-eyed at him shyly. Richard glanced at her chest again, and Avery laughed at the look on his face. 2 Likes |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(m): 7:25pm On Sep 19, 2022 |
That night, he sat on the plush leather sofa, näked as the day he was born. She equally sat straddled in his laps in her birthday suit, his steel hardness buried deep in her. Guttural moans of raw passion escaped their throats. He sucked hard on her nïpples, his hands gripping her waist tightly as she rode him like a stallion, bringing them closer and closer to eruption. “I’m going to cüm soon,” he informed her. Eliza looked down at him and caressed his head. Her hips moved skillfully, slipping him in and out of her with fluid, squelching sounds. “Wait for me baby…let’s cüm together,” she implored. She kissed him deeply and her hips increased in pace. Richard held her tight to steady her, and before long she began to quake. She gasped as her örgasm shot through her body, and not long afterwards Richard grunted. “Oh shït!!” he grimaced and emptied his sëmen into the condom. Both panted as they tried to get their breaths back, their bodies glistening in sweat despite the cool air circulating from the air conditioner. They managed to calm their racing hearts down. “Why…why can’t I get enough of you? You’re like a drug…I’m addicted...” She gasped into his shoulder. She finally let his softened dïck slip out of her wetness and got off him. Richard’s eyes followed her as she walked in all her beautiful and näked glory to the minibar. “Whiskey baby?” she asked. “Sure…on the rocks,” he responded as he carefully pulled off the cüm-filled rubber, tied it up, and wrapped it in the same tissue as the one they had used previously. He watched her pour two glasses of scotch over ice. They had been seeing each other like this at least once a week since that day. He did not believe she would come back again after hurting her that first time, but was pleasantly surprised when she called him a week later. This was the third or fourth time they were meeting for sex. Eliza handed him one of the glasses and she sat down and snuggled up to him. They sipped their drinks while they watched the muted TV in front of them. He was quite happy the way things were going. At least it took his mind off the series of thoughts he had for Athena, whom he knew was now a no-go-area. Eliza drained the rest of her whiskey and reached out and began to stroke his dïck again. “What…again?” Richard remarked in alarm. “Don’t tell me you’re tired.” she eyed him. “I am…trust me, you have a lot of energy…” “But he doesn’t seem tired.” She responded as Richard felt himself begin to grow hard from her deft strokes. “Please, ignore his responses…” “No I won’t,” she replied, and reached for his hand. She placed it on her breäst, and he began to involuntarily handle it. “You see? Now we are on the same page.” She french-kissed him, her mouth tasting the sweet alcoholic taste of their drink, and her hand stroked him to full hardness. She broke the kiss and leaning into his lap, she wrapped her lips around his glans and ran her tongue all over it, making him moan again, his hands running through her red hair as she sucked him for a few moments before coming back up. “Richard, this time around, can you treat me rough? I want it rough now...like that time…” Richard could see the hunger in her eyes. “A-are you sure? I do not want to hurt you like I did that day.” “You did not hurt me…you just caught me unawares…and yes, I am sure.” She pulled another condom from the pack and tore the wrapper open with her teeth. She slipped it onto him and lay back on the sofa, spreading her arms wide. “Do whatever you like…if it is too overwhelming, I’ll tell you to stop…and you must stop, okay?” “O…okay.” He grabbed her arms and pulled her roughly into his laps. Her already wet lips made contact with his hardness and Eliza gasped in surprise as he plowed into her without warning. “Oh my!” she gasped and felt him pin her arms behind his back. His other hand reached upwards and yanked her head backward by her hair. This brought out another surprised moan from her. “Richard!!!” she groaned. She knew she was in for it this time and she braced herself. **** It was almost an hour later before they finally disengaged. Eliza lay crumpled like a rag doll on the sofa wheezing and gasping for air, her näked body twitching from the brutal assault she had just gone through. How she had managed to survive the past hour was nothing short of a miracle. Every single muscle in her body hurt; even muscles she did not know existed hurt. Who knew this simple doctor and surgeon, her…errand boy of those days had this kind of energy in him. She had found out the hard way. She had asked for it rough and Richard had completely overwhelmed her. He fücked her in every conceivable position imaginable – missionary, prone-bone, döggy, stand-and-deliver, corkscrew, spooning, cow-girl, anvil, leap frog, downward dog…you name it. By the time her sixth örgasm of the night wracked her soul, she was begging him to stop. She was so drained, she could hardly lift a finger. Her body was covered in all sorts of bodily fluids – sweat, saliva, her own secretions. She could hardly believe this ravaged body her soul harbored was hers. All she could sense was the ringing in her ears and the numbness in her entire body. She just lay there and tried to regain enough of her energy. She watched through drooping eyes as he also sat sprawled at the end of the sofa where she lay. Her heartstrings tugged. “Richard,” she managed to finally say, “do you know this will be the first time a man would fück me to stupor?” “I’m sorry Eliza…”, he gasped as he tried to fill his lungs with air. “Stop apologizing!!! I’m not saying that to spite you. All I’m saying is…no one has shaken me to the core like this before…not even my former husband.” “O…kay.” He surprised her when he stood up. “Wait…what are you doing?” “I’m putting my clothes on,” he said as he slipped into his boxers and looked around for his shirt and trousers. She sat up. “You’re leaving already?” “Yes. I have to go home.” “It’s so late…why don’t you sleep over?” “Thanks, but I have to go.” Eliza’s mood darkened. “I thought you said you were divorced…are you going back home to her?” Richard understood her changed mood. “Oh, you think I’m going back home because of my ex-wife? No, not that at all. I just have to go to work early tomorrow. I can’t wear the same clothes I’m wearing now. Besides I have to perform a procedure tomorrow and all the files I need are on my home computer.” She stared at him for a long moment, and her mood softened. “Oh…right. For a second I forgot you were a surgeon. Alright be safe on the way home.” Richard walked back to her and gave her a soft kiss on her cheek. “I’ll make it up to you some other time. I promise.” He turned and headed out the door. “See you soon.” Eliza stared at the door for a long time after he left, her mood darkening by the second. Damn you, Athena. 12 Likes |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by osuolale95(m): 8:02pm On Sep 19, 2022 |
Getting interesting the more... |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by gal10(f): 2:31am On Sep 20, 2022 |
Athena oo they’re after you  1 Like |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by GeneralJB(m): 8:17am On Sep 21, 2022 |
Interesting.... Waiting for the next update |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by oloyedprince1(m): 4:58pm On Sep 21, 2022 |
Awesome |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by 9tailskid: 8:11pm On Sep 21, 2022 |
This is beautifully written. I eagerly await the next entries |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(m): 8:16pm On Sep 21, 2022 |
Several days later…. Richard got off the train and headed down the platform towards the street below. There was a slight chill in the air – did it want to rain? There was nothing like that in the weather forecast. He gazed up at the sky. It was a cloudless night, and the almost full moon cast a silver light on everything. Not too many people were about. He walked slowly towards the direction of the condo. His mind wandered back to the call he had with Eliza earlier. She had gone out of town for another location shoot and promised to come back hot and hörny, ready for another rävishing from him. Yes, the sex was great, but he began to feel he would need some sort of energy boost before meeting up with her from now on. The girl did not know when to stop. He was always left drained and exhausted after each sexual encounter they had. It was by digging deep he was barely able to maintain the edge over her. She was insatiable, and unfortunately for him, hard to resist. He walked by a small diner and realized he was hungry. He decided to have a quick bite. Sitting down in one of the booths, he picked a menu and scanned through the items. “One plate of pork sausage and brown rice please,” he told the pleasant server who stood ready to take his order, “oh, and a bottle of beer if you have it.” He glanced around the diner; a group of funny looking middle-aged farts sat at the counter belly-laughing while gobbling their meals. A large TV hung on the wall, the news playing muted on the screen. “Oh look at that beauty!!!” he heard one of the men say. They were all staring at the TV screen, “Alexis, turn the volume up!!!” Richard looked at the TV and his heart skipped a moment. Athena was there, staring right back at him. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “In order to control the prices of agricultural produce, the government is discussing whether to continue the import of seed from China…” She looks so tired, so…exhausted, he thought. For the past couple of days, he had perceived a stressed, low energy aura about her. Though he had wanted to ask, he held his tongue. They were no longer married. They just shared living quarters for the time being. It was not his problem anymore. Besides, he had also had quite the week. He had assisted in three procedures and led in one. Each made him physically drained. He did not have the energy to bother about his ex-wife’s ways of handling her stress. Besides, she had made it clear they not interfere in each other’s lives. Fortunately, she seemed a bit alright on the TV tonight. The server brought his piping hot meal and he started eating with thanks. He did not know how hungry he was until he had almost eaten half of the meal. Every now and then between bites, he glanced up at the TV. She did look quite nice tonight; he found that he was admiring her from where he sat. “She does look good to fück, doesn’t she?” he heard one of the rändy goats say. The others quickly nodded in agreement. “Usually, these kind of cold girls are very frustrated and liberal in bed,” another said, “tough she looks cold and hard, once she gets a taste of a dïck as big as mine, they usually sing a different tune, begging for more while they get fücked from behind.” The others laughed at the crude jokes. “For those kinda women, once my dïck enters them, they begin to tremble and start moaning like slüts,” the first guy continued. The others continued to laugh in their semi-drunken states. Such a bunch of degenerates, Richard thought. As if any of you can get a girl half as hot as Athena. She’s not the type of woman in your class. “Why did she go quiet? Is the TV frozen?” Richard looked up again. Athena’s expression had changed to a solemn look. It was like she was staring right at him. “She’s just staring at the camera, not saying anything…wait, is she crying?!” Richard got up and moved closer…and watched as several tears ran down her face. “What’s wrong with her?” he heard them say, “is she…upset or something?” Richard just stared back at the screen. She never let emotions take over her like that while on TV. She was always courteous and very professional. “My apologies, my esteemed listeners…in regards to my sudden silence.” she finally continued. “Oh, she’s started talking again…” “Maybe she heard what we said and was sort of scared…” “Or willing…” Richard wanted to grab a bottle off their counter and smash it across their bald domes, but kept his cool. She did not deserve to be talked in such filthy language. “…in other news, the price of crude oil continues to rise…” 3 Likes |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(m): 8:21pm On Sep 21, 2022 |
Much later, as he lay in bed trying to catch some sleep, he wondered what had happened to her. The whole stress thing must have really affected her more than he thought. He was even surprised she had not broken down much earlier. But it was not his business anymore. He scrolled through his phone. Avery’s number caught his eye, and he smiled. Such a sweet little thing, though a bit ditsy and sometimes clumsy. He remembered the night she sent him the text, the one that led to the serious fight. Right in the middle of him trying to have sex with his wife after such a long time. Athena almost uprooted his balls that evening in her blinding rage. At the end, by the time he was able to subdue her, her body was covered in blood from the wounds she had inflicted on him. He was in pains for the next couple of days. That was the event that made them realize they could not live together again as a married couple and sowed the seeds to their divorce. Inspite of that trigger, he found he did not feel any sort of anger to her in anyway. It was not Avery's fault his marriage collapsed. She was just an innocent young kid with a nice set of knöckers who tried to convey her gratitude, though not in a very subtle and conventional way. She still had a lot to learn, both in life and at work. He recalled her reaction the day he told her Athena was his “wife”, her look of shock and horror as the news sank in. On several occasions he had come across the head nurse scolding her for one mistake or oversight she had made in her duties. Other than that, she was a hard worker. He often offered to buy her tea at the coffee shop to show at least someone appreciated all the efforts she put in, but he did not want to make it too obvious. Gossip traveled fast in their hospital and he did not want to bring any unforetold issues. On one occasion he saved her from the wrath of the head nurse by instructing her to work as his assistant for the day. Now each time the little kid saw him, her demeanor brightened up significantly. He checked the time. It was almost two o’clock. Athena should be back from the station by now. She usually got in by midnight, give or take a few minutes. He hadn’t heard the sound of the electronic lock, nor had he heard her walking down the hall. Or had he not been paying attention? Why was he even bothering himself? She could come and go as she pleased. Either ways, it was quite unusual of her to be out this late. He heard the doorbell ring. Maybe that was her…but why ring the bell? She knew the code. Or was it not working? He heard the bell ring again with more urgency and he got up and headed to the door. “Who is it?” he asked. “Building security…” His heart missed a beat. He opened the door and met one of the burly security guards standing on the other side in the hallway. “W-what is it?” “Sir, you will need to come downstairs. I think someone brought your wife home…” “Athena?” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ He got out of the elevator and ran to the entrance of the building. Standing beside the sleek Honda Accord he had handed over to her as part of the divorce proceedings was a smartly dressed man. His heart began to race. “Are you Athena Chambers’ husband?” the man asked as Richard approached. “Y-yes…yes I am,” Richard hesitated a bit, something that did not go un-noticed. The man reached out a hand. “I’m the director of the meteorology department at the station where your… wife works. I’m Sunny Weatherman.” Richard took the proffered hand in a handshake. “H...hello.” “I’m not sure if you saw the news tonight when your wife was the anchor…I observed she was feeling quite down, so I invited her for a drink…unfortunately she had one too many drinks, and I felt it was not safe to let her drive home in that state.” “What?” Richard exclaimed. “how much did she have to drink?” He walked around the car and opened the back door. Athena’s lay on the back seat, her limbs sprawled in all directions. Her dress had slid up exposing her smooth and creamy laps. He could see a hint of her red thongs. “Athena…” he reacted in alarm. For God's sake how did you get yourself into this state? “Athena…wake up.” He tried to shake her awake to no avail. He heard a slight cough behind him. “I think I should be going…” “Oh…thanks a lot for bringing her home.” He watched as the man walked away. The guy looked very suspicious…he hoped he did not do anything to her in her drunken state…hopefully not, he surmised. He got behind the wheel and drove the car into the basement parking lot. Athena murmured drunkenly, but he could hardly make out what she said. He pulled into the parking spot assigned for their apartment. “Athena…wake up,” he tried shaking her awake again without success. He couldn’t just leave her in the car. He pulled her out and she leaned heavily on him. He detected the reek of alcohol on her. “Gosh, how much did you drink?” he thought. He tried to make her walk but she just slumped against him. The only way was to somehow carry her inside. He managed to piggy-back her and staggered to the elevator, praying that they did not bump into anyone on their way upstairs. 2 Likes |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(m): 8:29pm On Sep 21, 2022 |
He finally managed to get her to her room and carefully lowered her onto the bed. Atherna was now snoring silently. It was quite unusual for her to drink to this state, he thought. Someone who avoided alcohol altogether. With everything going on – her father, the divorce, work – no wonder she was under so much stress. But hey, it was no longer his business, he told himself. Her father was responding to treatment, slowly though, but there were signs of hope. She would soon land the primetime spot she had always wanted. Once those sorted themselves out, she would be fine. He could then take his leave and move on. The sooner that happened, the better for them both. Richard stared down at her as she lay sprawled on her back. This was the woman he once loved and cherished…a woman who later turned and caused him so much pain. He reached forward…no, it’s none of your business, he thought; but he couldn’t let her sleep in the reeking clothes she wore. “Athena, you should take your smelly clothes off…” Athena murmured and turned on her side. “Please…don’t misunderstand me. I’m just doing this so that you can sleep properly…” He slowly undid the zipper on the back of her dress and pulled it off her shoulders. The silky material easily slid off her sexy body, revealing the beautiful lace bra and matching pair of thongs. She shuddered from the cold air of the room touching her skin. “Athena…” he couldn’t help but gaze at her. His eyes caught the steady rise and fall of her chest. They roamed over the curves of her body, and for a second, she looked so…vulnerable. He could do anything to her right now, and she would never know…no, Richard, you’re not an animal. His mind recalled the last time they had sex…the night after their divorce. He thought of the way her body responded to his aggressiveness, how she begged him for more, how she climäxed multiple times. That was the first time she would ever react the way she did...her muscles were tighter and wetter than he ever remembered, her body language different. The crude thoughts as he stared down at her almost näked body continued to manifest and without warning he began to get hard. Clear your mind Richard! He gazed at her again and was suddenly jerked back to reality. Athena had sat up and was staring at him with a dark, vacant stare. “Athena…i-it’s not what you think…I was just trying to make sure you were comforta…” Her eyes dropped to the bulge in his crotch and her hands slowly reached behind her. Seconds later her bra loosened. She pulled the straps off her shoulder and tossed the piece of clothing aside. “Athena…what are you doing?” Richard gasped as he stared at her bare brëasts. Athena didn’t respond. She simply crawled forward and reached out; her hand made contact with the band of his sweatpants and with one quick motion, she yanked it down. His hardness sprang into view. “Athena…” but she had already wrapped her fingers around it and started stroking. “Athena…why are you doing this?” he remarked as he tried to suppress a moan from escaping him. She had a dazed look in her eyes. She opened her mouth, and Richard groaned as she wrapped her lips around the head and began to suck. What’s gotten into her, he gasped. His hand caressed her hair; his hips moved slowly, sending his shaft gliding between her lips. “Athena…I’m going to cüm…” he said as he felt himself getting closer. Athena snarled, and with one quick chomp, sank her teeth into his delicate meat. Richard howled in agony. “WHAT THE FÜCK ATHENA?!!!” he yelled in pain and pushed her roughly away. He stared angrily at her. Was this the girl he had pity for earlier? She lay back on her elbows, her legs spread slightly apart. She wiped the drool off the side of her chin with the back of her hand. Her eyes slowly rolled backwards and moments later, she dropped to the bed and her eyelids closed. Richard pulled the duvet over her body. He walked out of the room and headed to the bathroom to check his tender wäng for any wounds. There was a large bite mark but thankfully the skin was not broken. He applied some soothing antibiotic ointment to the bite before heading to his room. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- The following morning, he met her already dressed up in the kitchen and ready for work. She stood beside the coffee maker and glanced at him over her shoulder as he walked in. “How are you feeling? Are you okay?” he asked. She turned to him. “What? Why won’t I be okay?” she asked coldly. Richard stared back. “You mean you don’t remember what happened yesterday?” “What happened yesterday?” she asked. “I can’t fücking believe it. You mean you can’t remember?” “What the fück happened? Spit it out already!!” “You were brought home by your director or somebody…Weatherguy or whatever his name was…” The color drained from Athena’s face. “Gosh!!! H-he did? All because of what happened during the broadcast…” “Yes…I saw that too…” She placed her hand on her forehead and groaned. “I was feeling bad because of…he said it was not a big deal, and he invited me for a drink…and I drank too much…” “Do you remember anything else?” She looked back at him suspiciously. “Anything else? What do you mean? Was there something el…wait…when I woke up this morning, I realized I was not wearing anything…” Her eyes blazed in anger. “Did you take my clothes off?! Have I not warned you never to touch my body, you bästard?!!!” “Athena…it wasn’t like that…” “No wonder you keep asking if I remembered anything else…you touched me without my consent…” “Look here, stop misunderstanding what I’m saying!!!” he yelled back. He was now clearly pissed off, “if you weren’t so drink yesterday, you would have remembered that…” He paused, and Athena stared back. “Remembered what? What happened?” Richard sighed. There was no point telling her what she did. She was too drunk to remember, and would deny it in any case. Probably turn it against him. “Look, if you are facing any difficulties, you can tell me,” he said in a calmer tone, much to her surprise. “if I can help, you know I will do my best to…” Athena burst out in a loud, condescending laughter. “Help me? What do you mean by “help me”?” She glared at him, her eyes penetrating and filled with hate. “Now let’s get something very clear, Mr. Housemate,” she hissed, her voice low and ice cold, “my matters are none of your concern. If I have any issues, I’m capable of sorting them out myself. I don’t need your fücking help.” She grabbed her car keys and bag from the counter top and stormed towards the door. “And let this be the last warning I’m gonna give you,” she added. Her hand rested on the door handle. “don’t you ever lay any of your mangy paws on me again in any way or form whatsoever…even if I’m on the verge of death. Capiscé?” Richard shook his head and chuckled. “If you feel you can handle your affairs by yourself, fine. Whatever makes you sleep at night. I can clearly see you have your “matters” handled…that’s why you’re going out without wearing anything under your shirt. I believe it’s “no underwear day” at work today, right?” was his sarcastic response. Athena instinctively gazed down and gasped. Staring right back at her from under her tight semi-transparent shirt were her voluptuous böobs and their rock hard nïpples, each standing full and proud, bulging and threatening to burst the buttons off her top. She had forgotten to put her bra on. 5 Likes |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by osuolale95(m): 9:25pm On Sep 21, 2022 |
Well done boss |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by gal10(f): 11:01pm On Sep 21, 2022 |
Athena calm down oo 2 Likes |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by osuolale95(m): 5:59am On Sep 22, 2022 |
gal10:she is actually passing through a lot |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by Cboyflald(m): 6:48am On Sep 22, 2022 |
Thanks for the update |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by osuolale95(m): 7:57am On Sep 22, 2022 |
Oya the next one |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by oloyedprince1(m): 12:02am On Sep 23, 2022 |
Boss u sabi diee |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(m): 6:35pm On Sep 26, 2022 |
So I made some minor changes to the Avery character to make her have the shy but erotic "I want you" image that I wanted to portray for her. She's supposed to be a half-caste who is smart but not very bright, judging by her antics with MMC so far. 1 Like |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(m): 6:38pm On Sep 26, 2022 |
Athena bore down the highway at eighty miles an hour seething in rage. She could not imagine how she had lost her guard and let that bastard get one over her today. She was angrier at herself than with Richard. She could still see his annoying smile when he pointed out her “mistake” this morning. She so wanted to punch that smirk off his stupid face but held herself. Her hatred for him kept on growing by the day and she was already beginning to regret inviting him back to the house. Probably it wasn’t such a good idea after all. She exited the highway and pulled to a stop at the red light. She was really screwing up lately, she admitted to herself. She was usually very professional and never let her emotions get the better of her. So what happened to her recently? Was she no longer the “Superwoman” she portrayed herself to be? Were her emotions getting the better of her and drive her to her drinking, a habit she gradually developed when the whole divorce saga started and which had gotten to a head yesterday where she got drunk to the point she couldn’t remember what happened afterwards? How had she lost herself so much within such a short time frame, she wondered. The blare of horns behind her brought her back to reality and she saw the traffic ahead of her had moved. She instinctively pressed her foot down, and the sleek Honda responded with spinning tires and ploughed through the intersection just as the light turned red, narrowly missing being sideswiped by a large dump truck making a left turn. The driver blared his horn and yelled profanities at her. She managed to get to the building that housed the station without further incident and pulled into the parking-lot. She suddenly realized she was hyperventilating and her grip on the steering wheel was so tight, her knuckles had started turning white. She looked at herself in the rear-view mirror and did not recognize the ashen-faced person that stared back at her. She felt very hot and uncomfortable, like her clothes were suffocating her. She unbuttoned a few buttons of her top. “Breathe Athena,” she tried to relax and calm her racing heart, “you’re letting that son-of-a-bïtch get to you.” Her clammy hands trembled as she reached for her handbag and pulled out a pack of Marlboros and a lighter, another habit she had developed recently. She caught a glimpse of the tightly-wrapped blunts she had stashed in one secret compartment but quickly looked away; those were not meant for right now. Pulling a stick to her trembling lips, she lit it up and took a deep drag, filling her lungs with nicotine. She held it in for a few seconds before exhaling a large cloud of bluish-white smoke through her nostrils. She took another couple of pulls and soon began to feel herself relax. Her fingers slowly stopped trembling and she rested her head against the head-rest. Her phone dinged. ***** [APPOINTMENT REMINDER] LUCKY PSYCHOLOGIST CENTER This is a reminder for your upcoming appointment this Saturday at 3pm. To confirm, text C. To reschedule your appointment, please call 672-XX-XXXX-XXXX at least 48 hours before your scheduled appointment. ***** 3 Likes |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(m): 6:41pm On Sep 26, 2022 |
“Why am I not allowed to report this?!” Athena bellowed. She was in the office of the deputy director of news media. She stood bent over his desk and glared down at him seated on the other side. “We need to still confirm if the source is credible before we can do that,” he replied in an equally cold manner, “you are an experienced journalist. What do you think will happen if we just let you go ahead and report and it then turns out to be false?” His eyes glanced at her cleavage staring at him, her black bra clearly visible through her tight shirt. “The law takes fake news strictly these days. Not only will we be open for various lawsuits, we will be charged. Can you bear that responsibility if it gets to that?” “We could just make sure to clear the loose ends before making the report public, right? We can just say it is provided by someone else…” The deputy director’s eyes narrowed. He sat up and leaned forward. “You still don’t get it, do you?” he said with a hiss. “This is the board members’ orders. They do not want to create an avenue for us to be liable for lawsuits. We are to stop reporting such news without concrete evidence. The world is already messy and channels filled with fake news. What do you think we are, a shock site? We are not a rag tabloid.” “What do you mean?” she countered. “Do you know how long it took to…” “Ms. Athena, what is your duty here at the network?” Athena reared back. “I’m here as a reporter.” “Good. A reporter, not an investigative journalist. A reporter is like a parrot. Whatever the news department asks you to report, that’s what you do. Report, not investigate.” His gaze turned cold. “Are you trying to emphasize that you performed as a news investigator before you joined the network? Or are you so eager to become the star reporter who gets to report the most exclusive of news?” “What?...” His voice had increased a notch. “You always make a fuss every time. It’s really rubbing a lot of people the wrong way. you’re not the only rising star in this department, so get that through your head. And if you’re not satisfied with the way we want to handle our news, there are other available avenues for employment in other networks, understood?” They both stared at each other hard. Athena was the first to break from the veiled threat and shifted her gaze away. “Understood…” “If you have finished saying your piece, get the hell out of my office...and close the door behind you.” Athena flinched and with gritted teeth, she turned stiffly and walked out the deputy director’s office, not even acknowledging the presence of the elegantly poised lady who sat on one of the plush sofas sipping her tea and listening to the heated exchange in silence. “Such an arrogant, self-centered bïtch,” she heard him sigh in anger. She stood up and sauntered to his side. “Such a temper,” she said and caressed his shoulders, her slim fingers digging into his muscles gently, “you shouldn’t be under such stress so early in the day.” The man sighed. “I don’t think she’s capable of comprehending human speech.” “Stop caring about who does or does not understand simple tasks,” she continued, glaring at him sultrily, “why don’t I treat you to some…coffee instead?” 8 Likes |
| Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by osuolale95(m): 6:54pm On Sep 26, 2022 |
Thanks for the update |
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