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 Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 10:51pm On Jan 27, 2023 |
Richard sat in front of his glowering chief. The older man glared at him and tried to control the fury threatening to pour out. “Yesterday afternoon you abandoned your duties, where did you go?” he asked through clenched teeth. “I…had an emergency at home,” Richard replied. “Have you decided how to handle your problem with the nurse?” “N-no, I haven’t had the time…I had to attend to a problem at home-” “Oh, problems with housework? You don’t care about your work as well?” His chief lowered his voice. “Because of your insubordination, I have to go through this?” “I’m sorry chief.” “I decided to call you both separately so you can explain yourselves before the ethics committee…you were granted as the senior colleague to appear before them first.” “Ethics committee?” Richard reacted in horror. “so both of you have to come up with a pretty good story, because it’s your jobs on the line here.” ---------------------------------------- Richard walked down the hallway, his head hung in thought. he didn’t pay attention to the side glances he got from other staff. Maybe Athena was right…maybe it was his fault bad things kept happening. The sad thing now was he was going to drag an innocent nurse into the quagmire that his life had become. He heard a commotion coming from ahead, and rounding the corner, saw the head nurse berating Avery who stood timidly with her head bowed. He watched silently as she chewed her heads off, only becoming aware of his presence after she had exhausted all her harsh words on the poor girl. “Oh, here’s your boyfriend now…what did you do to her that she can’t even focus on the simplest tasks of her job?” “Excuse me?” Richard remarked. Avery immediately forgot she was being reprimanded and bounded to his side. “Dr. Richard! What happened to you yesterday?!” Richard saw the evil look the head nurse gave them, and without a word, he grabbed Avery by the arm and led her down the hallway. ------------------------------------------------ “Oh wow…she must have been so devastated,” Avery remarked after Richard finished talking. They were sitting at the spot where they were the night before. “Yeah…that’s why I had to leave in such a hurry…I’m sorry for leaving you like that.” “Don’t say that. Of course I understand.” She stared at a few birds singing in the trees. “So, were you able to…ahem…“console” your wife?” Richard’s mind went back to the events of the night before. He noticed the sly look peeking out from behind her eyes. “Ahh, yes…she seemed much better this morning.” “Just thinking about what she went through…uggghhhh!” she shuddered, “it gives me the creeps.” “Avery, why didn’t you answer my messages last night?” Richard asked and changed the subject. “Ahh, your messages surprised me so much…I…umm…dropped my phone and the screen shattered, and I couldn’t reply because of that,” she managed to reply. “Oh…I thought you were angry that I left you here.” “Come on, I’m not that kind of person!” A truck drove by. “Well…I’ve been thinking a lot about the circumstances I brought you into.” He turned to face her. “I think I’ll reveal the truth regarding my divorce when we meet the ethics committee.” “What about your father-in-law?” “I don’t know…I brought you into this…I have to get you out. I don’t want you to lose your job if it comes to that.” “Dr. Richard…I want you to buy me an expensive present,” Avery stated out of the blue, “on second thoughts, I think I need to be really angry with you.” “What?” She peered into his eyes. “So please, buy me something really expensive…to console me as well.” |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 2:57pm On Jan 26, 2023 |
I'll be dropping another set of updates soon. |
| Education › Re: Can A Third Class Graduate Apply For Masters In The USA by metalgear11(m): 2:49pm On Jan 26, 2023 |
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| Sports › Re: Lady Switched Off The TV At A Viewing Center & Got A Slap (Video) by metalgear11(m): 5:17pm On Jan 24, 2023 |
That girl get mind sha. Switch off TV when Manutd and Arsenal dey play? At a viewing center? With a crowd of hot-blooded fans? She's lucky she escaped with just a slap. 6 Likes |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 10:46pm On Jan 20, 2023 |
Richard slowly opened his eyes. The rays of the morning sun were already streaming in through the window. As the events of the previous night came back to him, he looked down at his body and noticed he was still naked. Athena had disappeared sometimes in the night. He vaguely remembered them cuddling after their intense marathon and they had dozed off with her safely in his arms. He got up and walked to the bathroom. Athena was up and also dressed, ready for work. She was at the kitchen counter with her back to him. She glanced over her shoulder as he walked into the kitchen. “You’re up early,” he stated. “Yeah…good morning,” she replied in a rather deadpan tone. She had returned to the cold, dark Athena. The one he held tight and made passionate love to the night before was nowhere to be found. “I made you a simple breakfast, so you can have something before you go to work,” she said. He glanced at the table at the French toast, eggs, bacon strips and coffee laid out for him. Another thing she hadn't done for him in a very long time - making breakfast. He turned back to her in time to see her walking to the door with her handbag. “Are you…feeling better today?” he asked. Athena stopped and turned slightly. She regarded him with a cold, dark stare. “I can’t be feeling better, but I still have to go to work,” she stated. “Oh…okay, but just in case-” “I’m already running late, so please, make sure to clean up after yourself,” she replied. Her hand paused on the door handle. “And one more thing,” she said without turning, “about yesterday…” “……” “Thank you.” Her voice did not betray any emotion. She sounded like she was thanking someone for handing her a newspaper or a cup of coffee. “You saved me from being defiled by that fraud of a therapist…” “I had to do that…” “…and you also consoled…comforted me…last night…” her voice had grown a bit softer and her eyes wistful as the events played in her mind once again. She quickly composed herself. “I’m off to work.” she stepped out. “Okay. See you in the evening…” but she had already closed the door behind her. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 10:42pm On Jan 20, 2023 |
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| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 10:37pm On Jan 20, 2023 |
Much later Richard lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. Sleep eluded him and his mind played over the events of the previous evening. Deep down he was grateful he had arrived that quack’s office just in time, even though he witnessed a very embarrassing and compromising situation. He couldn’t believe he still felt anger in him. Athena herself had stated she was none of his business anymore. Yet, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief that he was able to rescue her from being assaulted. On the other hand, he still felt guilty leaving Avery hanging. He glanced at his phone; she still hadn’t responded to his messages. He was really concerned about Athena, but yet…he didn’t know what to do. Maybe a good sleep would help him clear his mind, if he could get any. It was now almost two o’clock in the morning, and yet his eyes remained wide open. Maybe if he just stopped thinking of the whole thing… The door creaked open, and Richard turned to see his ex-wife's silhouette partially illuminated in the doorway by the low light behind her. “Athena?” What was she doing here? Not once had she entered his room since she had asked him to move back in those many months ago. He sat up as she shut the door and slowly approached the bed. His eyes adjusted to the darkness and gradually made out her features as she stood looking down at him. One of her shoulders was exposed, the night shirt sliding down an arm and revealing even more of her lovely chest. Her damp hair made a rich mess all over her head and face, and peering closer, he saw her cheeks were wet. “I’m…afraid,” she stuttered, the tears flowing freely down her face. Richard felt the stirrings in his heart. She crawled onto the bed and lay down beside him. “Hold me Richard...please,” she pleaded and slid closer, her voice cracked and trembling. Richard gingerly wrapped his arms around her, but that didn’t seem to be enough for her. She gripped him fiercely and clung to him for dear life. She pressed her body into him, buried her face into his chest and wept. They lay like that for a very long time, her sobs occasionally filtering to his ears, and every now and then he whispered quietly to her as she emptied out her grief. He gently ran his hand up and down her arm. His other hand rested on her waist and held her close; his nostrils inhaled the rich scent of her hair. Lavendar. After a while her cries died down and she fell silent. Other than the occasional sniffle, she seemed to have exhausted her sorrow. “Are you feeling any better?” he asked. He tried to make out her tear-stained face and swollen, red eyes in the darkness. “Yes…” “Don’t cry, okay,” he said and wiped the tears from her face. “Don’t think of anything. You…” “Richard,” Athena interrupted softly, “you don’t need to say anything. Just hold me…like you’re doing now.” They fell into silence again. Richard meanwhile had been trying to control the sudden hardness he realized he had developed but it seemed to have a mind of its own. Unfortunately, he had gone commando underneath the loose pyjamas bottoms he had worn for the night and it now had the freedom to engorge and press against her body. He knew she could feel it throbbing between them but she gave no inclination to it. He tried to readjust his body to stop the treacherous organ prodding her but her legs had somehow intertwined with his. He moved a bit, but Athena refused to let him go. No matter how much he tried, she held on to him fiercely. She seemed to be press herself more into him, squashing her breasts against his chest and his now hard erection tightly between them. The damn thing was burrowing its way between them now, snaking and pulsing against her tummy. There was no way she wouldn’t have felt it. He could feel the full warmth of the naked body underneath her night shirt, and that sent another pulse of blood into his treacherous manhood. A sudden warmth flowed through Athena and she exhaled quietly. The tenseness in her slowly ebbed, and a state of exhilaration washed over her. The throbbing she felt against her belly made her shudder and increased her temperature a notch. She searched for his eyes in the soft darkness of the room. Staring back into her tear-stained face, Richard could sense the sadness in her. He caressed a stray lock behind her ear and his fingers delicately traced her jawline. Athena swallowed nervously; her body dueled with her conscience, and she decided to listen to what the former was saying. “Thank you…” she whispered, and without warning, reached up and pressed her lips to his. Richard tensed. She had not done that in a long, long time. He had forgotten how soft and delicate her lips tasted. Her arms tightened around him. She pushed her body into him even more and boldened by that, he kissed her back. Her breathing increased and he gently sucked on her lower lip, running his tongue over it with gentle flicks. He gracefully pushed the tip of his tongue into her mouth and found hers, giving it a little suck. He returned to her lips and a soft moan escaped her. Her hand slid down between them and she slipped it into the band of his pyjamas and tugged at his hardness. “W-wait…Athena, what are you doing?” he suddenly jerked. He gripped her wrist but Athena held on fast. “Please...Richard” she begged, giving him a couple full hand caresses, “let me have this…just this once.” Despite his reservations, he let go of her wrist. He kissed her again and she responded fervently. He felt her shudder again as his hand smoothed over the curve of her hip, and he slipped it under her shirt and caressed her sides. His fingers made contact with the swell of her breast and he traced the curves delicately. She didn’t make any protests so he went further and cupped one in his palm. He gave it a firm squeeze and ran his thumb over the hard tip. Athena sucked in her breath; he tweaked it gently and she moaned even louder. He soon felt a tinglish, buzzing sensation and then a sort of sticky wetness, and he knew he had started leaking precum. He looked into her face and in the darkness of the room, he saw her staring back at him with glazed, dreamy eyes. Her lips were slightly parted, her breath coming in short, gentle gasps. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 10:05pm On Jan 20, 2023*. Modified: 9:05pm On Jan 21, 2023 |
Richard pulled the plush duvet over her sleeping form. He glanced at her one more time before turning the light off walking out of her room and shutting the door gently behind him. He had managed to calm her down and tuck her into bed, and now as he padded his way to the living room, his eyes caught one of the picture frames hanging on the wall – it was a picture of them both on their wedding day. The happiness in their eyes spoke volumes. Where had all that love gone? He sighed and turned away. He walked to the bar and poured himself a glass of whiskey over ice. He sat at the table and peered at his phone for the umpteenth time. It had been several hours since he sent the messages. It was now almost midnight and she hadn’t replied, though he could see she had read them. Maybe she was upset – who wouldn’t? Her “boyfriend” had run out in the middle of a very important discussion to the aid of another woman without as much as a parting glance. He tried to summon the courage to call, but courage had taken a break and wasn’t available at the moment. He sighed and poured another shot into his empty glass. He raised it to his lips and paused in surprise as Athena appeared like an apparition before him. “Athena, why are you…you should be sleeping.” he stated. Athena glared at him, her cold eyes bloodshot. Something about her fragile state made her seem so alluring. His eyes roamed her body, briefly resting on the generous swell of her breasts and the smooth cleavage her low-neck Minnie-Mouse nightshirt didn’t cover. He caught a peek of her lilac bum shorts which stopped just above her gleaming thighs, and his eyes returned to her face where they remained for a few moments before she sat down opposite him, reached over the table, and snatched the glass of scotch from his hand. She brought it to her lips before he could protest and swallowed the contents in one single gulp. “Athena, it’s best if you don’t take any alcohol right now,” he cautioned. Athena slammed the glass down with a heavy thud, the ice cubes clinking audibly. “It’s embarrassing,” she said. “What’s embarrassing?” “Seeing me in this pathetic state…it’s very embarrassing…” She focused her eyes on him, the anger and grief burning red hot within. “I’m in this because of you.” Richard paused. It’s best she let it out…get it all off her chest. It would do her good than to keep it all bottled up. He sat back. “It’s alright,” he said softly, carefully watching her response, “we were married for two years. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” “That makes me feel even more miserable,” she spat. “Why? Why do you say that?” Her eyes were downcast. “Through those two years we were married, I only showed my miserable side to my husband.” Richard tried to fathom what she was saying. He reached across to hold her hand; Athena recoiled. “Don’t…touch me!!!” she hissed, “I’ve told you never to lay your hands on me again!” “It’s okay,” he replied and pulled back, “you’ve been through a lot. It takes time to process everything, which your mind is doing now.” She stood up in anger. “I-I just don’t know!! Leave me alone Richard!!!” she screamed. “Athena…” but she stormed away down the hallway. Moments later he heard her door slam, the impact rattling walls. He reached for the empty glass and poured himself another drink over the melting ice. It’s better he left her alone so she processed everything, he thought. Her current behavior was expected. Meanwhile, Athena stood under the shower, the steam fogging up the bathroom into a thick mist, rivulets of hot water cascading over the voluptuous curves of her naked body. She stared angrily at the tiled floor, unaware of the hot tears flowing down her face and mixing with the water that streamed into the drain at her feet. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 6:39pm On Jan 20, 2023 |
Athena sat on the sofa, her hands wrapped around a cup of hot tea, her eyes staring far away as she half-listened to Richard’s conversation. “…and that psychopath had his license revoked for charges of sexual assault several years ago,” he was saying, “and he was still able to open an underground clinic for illegal prescription sales. How could he have gotten away with it for so long…” He noticed she was barely listening to him. Her eyes remained far away. “Don’t worry Athena, I got there just in time…he didn’t force himself into you…” Silence. Unbroken blank stare. “The police have him now…you don’t have to feel embarrassed…just try and get some rest.” She still did not respond nor look at him. “Athena…are you alright?” “I…I’m really angry with myself,” she finally said, “how did I end up in a situation like this?” “Don’t go hard on yourself. It’s not your fault…” “I would normally have not thought of receiving such kind of hypnotic treatment…” “You’ve had a very stressful couple of months…dad’s illness, even the divorce…” “Do you think I’m losing my mind, Richard?” “No, you’re not. You’re just cracking a bit under the stress of…” Something suddenly occurred to her. “Wait,” she interrupted, “how did you know I was going to that guy? How did you know where to find me?” Richard avoided her intense stare. “The other day we…ah…in the kitchen, when I asked about the medication you were taking and you refused to tell me…after the whole…incident, you left your prescription on the kitchen counter.” He scratched his head lightly. “I didn’t recognize the name of the medication on the paper, so I did some research and sent it to one of my colleagues in the hospital pharmacy as I thought you might be taking some medication you shouldn’t be…remember I told you that day you were acting strange and you said it could be because of them? So this evening I got a call from him…he told me those medications were off the market as they had some serious side effects. Mostly hypnotic and hallucinatory effects which could damage a person’s mind…I hope you haven’t been taking them for too long…no? Okay, that’s good. I looked up the name of the doctor and found he had been revoked, and I remembered you told me you had an appointment today, so I found the address…I still have the tracking the device we installed on the car working…so I rushed over, and thankfully just in time…” Avery’s image suddenly appeared in his subconscious mind. Crap! In his haste, he had totally forgotten about her. He had rushed away immediately after the call from his friend and left her sitting where they had met earlier. “Uh, Athena, are you sure you’ll be alright?” Athena sighed. “I think so. Why?” “I…I have to go back to the hospital…I rushed out without telling anyone. I need to round up a few things I have to send to my boss tonight.” He quickly grabbed his jacket and started to hurry to the door. “I’ll be back in a few hours. Call me if you need anything…” “Richard!!!” Something in the way she called him made him pause – it was a sound of pain, a sound of desperation. He turned to find her standing just behind him. Her body trembled slightly and the look she had on her face was one of fear. “Richard…c-can you stay?” her voice trembled, “I-I’m scared to be alone…” |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 6:35pm On Jan 20, 2023*. Modified: 8:37pm On Jan 20, 2023 |
“Detective Lee, time is running out…we don’t have much time. We’re going to have the most passionate sex in our lives…before we die…” He began to push his hips forward, slowly parting her labia. He heard her gasp audibly. “WHAT THE F-CK ARE YOU DOING?!!!” he heard someone bellow. In his lustful state he hadn’t heard the door open. He broke out of his trance to see someone standing just inside his office. “Sir…you cannot just barge in there like that!!” he heard his secretary say. The intruder took the scene he was witnessing in. The therapist could see the rage in him. “Who are you?” he asked. “You…you son of a-” He suddenly realized the position he was in. “Ah…, no, this...err…this is a healing method, a part of the treat-” He found himself in space as a well-aimed flying kick against his chest sent him across the office and over his desk, his back colliding with his computer and other stuff and sending everything to the floor. He landed in a heap in his chair. The next moment he felt himself being lifted by the collar and staring at the rage spilling out from the unknown man. “Wait…I can explain-” a heavy punch connected with his jaw and almost dislocated it. “You son-of-a-bitch!! This is my wife you’re molesting!!” Richard bellowed as he rained punch after punch on him until his face was a mess of blood, snot, welts, and broken teeth. He pushed him back into the chair and kicked him over. “You’re gonna die today, I promise you!!” he bellowed. His eyes turned to Athena who was still in her trance-like state. He quickly knelt beside her. “Athena…Athena!!!” he called and slapped her face gently. She didn’t respond. “What the hell did you do to her?!!!” he screamed at the therapist, who was holding his now swollen face in his hands, “If you don’t bring her out of her trance…” He started to advance menacingly at him again, and the therapist quickly raised his hands in fear. “Pweese…waith!!! Iw bring her out!!!” he cowered. He crawled to Athena and after chanting through his damaged mouth, he snapped his fingers. Athena’s eyes slowly returned to the present. “She’s still a bit woozy,” the therapist said, only to be met by a swift kick to the head that knocked him senseless. Richard pulled out a bottle of smelling salts and passed it under her nostrils. The pungent odor immediately brought her to life. She looked up to see Richard looking down at her. “Richard…what are you doing here? What’s going on?” she asked weakly. One look at her surroundings and near naked state told her everything. Richard slowly rearranged her attire and covered her modesty. “It’s nothing…don’t think about it …let me take you home baby…” He effortlessly lifted her body in his arms. “Home?” she asked woozily, before closing her eyes. Her head rested gently against his chest. “Yes…take me home.” Richard stepped over the prone and still dazed therapist and walked out to the waiting room where the receptionist was trying to process all she had witnessed. He stopped short as three hefty looking men in suits barged in with a swift kick to the door. “Who are you guys?” the receptionist asked in fear. One of them pulled out a badge and waved it in her face. “We are detectives with the state police,” he growled, “where is the owner of this establishment?” “He’s in there,” Richard replied. “Alright men, let’s get the bastard,” the detective replied and led the way into the office. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 8:52pm On Jan 19, 2023*. Modified: 6:30pm On Jan 20, 2023 |
She lay reclined in the chaise longue, the therapist sitting close by her side. He looked at her supine form and smiled. “You look so radiant…so beautiful today...” Athena could hear the lust in his voice. “Everyone has been telling me that,” she retorted. “They're not lying. It seems the treatment has been progressing well…” “Probably,” she said. “It’s quite a pity – it would have been more effective if you continued-” “Look let’s just start and be done with it, okay?” Athena replied impatiently, “I have no intention of continuing the treatment, so I hope you won’t give an excuse for me to come again?” “Sure, sure…this session is to get rid of the remnant effects of the hypnosis treatment, at your insistence.” “How long will I be under?” she asked warily. “It shouldn’t take long…” “How long?!!” she demanded. “…twenty, thirty minutes...it will be over before you know it.” He gently placed his palm on her forehead. “Okay, here we go…I now want you to relax, empty your mind…breathe evenly and free your soul…that’s right…now I’m going to count to three…one…two…three… NIETZSCHE!!!” He snapped his fingers, and Athena’s face immediately went blank. Her chest rose and fell to her gentle breathing and her eyes took a statue-like stare and focused out to the void of nothingness. “Obnoxious biiitch,” the therapist sneered, “it’s easy to control people like you. Oh this is going to be the last session alright…but I’ll make sure it would be one I’ll never forget.” His hand gently caressed the bare skin above her knee, and he slowly let it slip up her laps until it disappeared beneath her skirt. “Such beauty…such smooth skin,” he exhaled. His fingers travelled further upwards until they made contact with her panties. He stroked her inner thighs gently and suddenly stood up. He took a step backwards. “Detective Lee…in an hour, those crazy guys will come…it’ll be hard for us to survive their onslaught…” He let out a low, maniacal laugh and his face took on a dangerous, rabid look. “…but I’m not afraid of death…we killed the boss in any case…we completed the mission...” He turned and peered down at his patient. “…but…there’s something I’ve been dying to tell you since we were given this mission…huh? What do you say?...you have something to tell me too?” He hurriedly fell to his knees beside her. His hand stroked her forehead gently. “You love me? You love me, Detective Lee?” His face beamed. “I’ve always wanted to tell you…I have feelings for you too…what's that?...we have to cement our love before we die?...but of course…before they come…we both die the day we confess our love to each other…what do you say again? Right here?...right now?...we’re going to die anyway, you want us to make love before we exhale our last breath?” His fingers began to slowly unbutton her blouse, one at a time, until he pulled it apart to expose her breasts. “It’s not a bad idea…” he said as he cupped one and gave it a gentle squeeze. “I’ll slowly un-dress you,” he pulled her bra up and glared down at her breasts. He bent down and took one in his mouth. He heard a soft exhale from her as he sucked on it until it's point was hard against his tongue. “So ironic…to have the most passionate thing right before the most devastating event in our lives…make love before death…” He reached under her skirt for her underwear and pulled it off her. He unzipped his trousers and slid out his member, which he stroked to hardness. He gently parted her legs and knelt between them. His thick head made contact with her lips and he gave her a few strokes. “Detective Lee, time is running out…we don’t have much time left. We’re going to have the most passionate love making in our lives…before we die…” |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 8:33pm On Jan 18, 2023 |
She sat on a bench somewhere near the loading dock of the hospital, far away from the prying eyes of the staff on their floor. He had told her to wait for her there. The sun was already beginning to go down and she waited patiently for him to appear. Soon she saw him approach her cautiously from afar. “Avery…” “Yeah, I know,” she replied with a sigh, “I also got an earful from the head nurse. She never liked me from the beginning anyways.” “I’m sorry, this is all because of me, because of…” Richard sighed. “Well, as long as I let everyone know I’m already divorced, things will be okay and return to normal…but I’m worried that the man would find out Athena and I have been lying to him all this while.” “Everything…will come to pass,” he heard her say. He turned to her. “I’ve been through so many ups and downs in my life,” she continued as she gently kicked her feet, like the little girl she was, “my dad, though rich and well known, didn’t really spend much time with us his kids…so I’ve always had to fend for myself most of the time. Growing up in school, I’ve had to juggle between fees and expenses, so I’ve done so many kinds of jobs…there was a day I got so stressed, I mean, my dad was rich, and yet there I was struggling – that I bought a large bottle of gin, left work halfway, and drank myself to stupor, with the tears flowing down my face.” She stared at him solemnly. “It was then I heard something whisper to me in the wind – “everything will come to pass” – although it isn’t a specifically amazing phrase, but when I heard it, it was like something heavy lifted off my shoulders. I’ve stood by it since then. No matter what one is going through, everything will come to pass…and life goes on. The me who had initially thought I wouldn’t be able to finish nursing school – not only did I graduate, I graduated at the top of my class.” She smiled sadly at him. “Dr. Richard, all of this will go away eventually. We’ll get through this.” Richard was touched. “Avery…” “I do ask you for one thing though…” “What’s that?” “…that you continue to be by my side like you promised…I ask for nothing else.” “Avery…I-” at that moment his phone rang with an angry buzz. He decided to ignore it. “Go ahead, answer the call,” Avery smiled. ----------------------------------------------- The therapist successfully masked his joy behind a stoic face. “You finally decided to come.” Athena ignored his remark. “This is the last time I’m going to be here, so let’s get it over with.” |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 8:31pm On Jan 18, 2023*. Modified: 9:37pm On Jan 18, 2023 |
“Could you help me print the medical records of the patient in room 1225 please,” Richard asked one of the nurses at the nurse station. “Shouldn’t that be something you should ask Nurse Avery to do for you?” she replied rudely. The others giggled in amusement. Richard was taken aback by their attitude. Why would she mention Avery like that? He swallowed his embarrassment and headed down to his office to print the papers himself. Why was everyone behaving strangely today? All day people had been casting disapproving glances at him. He at first thought it was his imagination, but with what just happened, he was having doubts it was his mind playing tricks on him. His phone buzzed and he reached into his pocket. ***[Dr. Richard, come to my office right away]*** the message read. Moments later, he was sitting across his Chief, who had a very dark and displeased look on his face. One look at his angry mug and he knew something was up. “What’s going on between you and Nurse Avery?” he asked. Richard was taken aback for a moment. “N-Nurse Avery?” “Do you have any idea the rumors going around?” “I ah...Rumors?” “Everyone is talking about how both of you are having an affair.” He leaned forward and peered at him through his thick glasses. “Tell me the truth – is there something going on between you two?” Richard could not hold his gaze. His chief growled. “Damn it Richard! Didn’t I warn you a while ago about dating someone in the hospital?” “Y-you’re mistaken chief, we do not have that...ah...sort of relationship…” he knew he wasn’t fooling him. “Really? Then what kind of relationship do you have?” “It’s…complicated.” Chief moaned in frustration. “Spare me the bullshit! You’re already married to such an exquisite and beautiful woman; why would you even need to have an affair?” He glared at Richard. “Do you know that if this…nonsense, a married doctor having an affair with one of the young nurses should spread further, that would mean the end of your career? It would definitely end her career for starters.” He lowered his voice. “Luckily it’s still just a rumor. It’s just because I see you as my son, see my younger self in you when I just started out as a surgeon, that I’m talking to you now. So you better clean up this mess before it gets out of hand, understand?” Richard walked dejectedly to his office. He was at loss as to the actions to take. It was because he had agreed to Athena’s demands that he was in this predicament in the first place. If he were to disclose his divorce, then his father-in-law would find out they had been lying all this while. If on the other hand he didn’t do anything, then he and Avery could be out of their jobs. He sighed and rounded the corner, only to run into Avery who was also lost in thought. They both stared at each other for several moments. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 7:12pm On Jan 18, 2023*. Modified: 2:39pm On Jan 19, 2023 |
Dan thought for a few moments. “Clean yourself up, quickly!!!” he said as he hurriedly tucked his limp member back into his trousers. He moved to the door, thinking the Smith & Wesson 9mm he had put off buying would have come in useful at this time. He opened the door a crack. “Who is-” but a swift kick sent the door slamming into him, propelling him on to the floor. He heard Sheila’s scream, and looked up to see a well-dressed man with two huge gorillas in shabby suits on each side of him. “Wh-who are you?” he asked as they walked in. The man in the middle smiled down at him sprawled on the dirty floor, though his eyes were as cold as ice. “My apologies for disturbing you at this late hour,” he said, “I have something I need your help with.” ---------------------------- The tea tray rattled from Sheila’s shivering as she set it down on the table between both men. The two apes stood menacingly in the background. Something told Dan these guys weren’t the types to be messed with. He decided to go straight to the point. “Erm…so can I ask what you want my help for?” he asked. He suddenly felt hot under the collar. The man reached for the teacup, took a sip, and smiled in gratitude at Sheila. “You have a client named Eliza, right?” he asked. Dan’s eyes shifted. “Err…I-I am not at liberty to disclose my clients’ personal details to others. People in my line of work-” A heavy boot slammed on the table, clattering the crockery and almost scared him out of his skin. Gorilla No. 1 bent over till his face was mere inches away from his. Gorilla No. 2 bared his teeth in a snarl but did not move. “Then would you like YOUR personal details to be carved on your headstone?” he growled. His breath smelled of stale beer and onions. “Get your foot off the table,” the man seated across said. “Yes sir.” He faded back into the background. “My apologies for the brash behavior of my men,” the man continued. He pulled out a very fat envelope from the confines of his pristine suit and threw it on the table where it landed in front of Dan with a loud thud. “I believe it’s better we approach this from a more gentlemanly point of view.” |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 11:40pm On Jan 17, 2023 |
“Our earnings this week is a big fat ZERO!!!” Sheila groaned as she scanned through the very old and very slow laptop on her weathered desk, “even the money the lady gave us is almost gone!! At this rate, if things keep going on this way, we will eventually have to shut everything down!” “Don’t worry about it,” Dan replied from where he lounged on the threadbare sofa, “we still have our trump card.” “Are you talking about the video?” “Yeah.” He got up and walked to where she sat at her desk. “Are you sure it will help us get more money?” “By hook or crook, it has to.” Sheila sighed. “We’re just whiling away time anytime we are here, sitting around not earning anything, no jobs, no clients, and we still have to pay rent and bills every month.” Dan leaned over her. “Are you really that worried?” “Of course…afterall your personal matters are also mine now…” Dan smiled. “In that case, we shouldn’t just pay rent…we can make other use of the space as well…” “What do you mean? Make other use of the space how-” Dan reached into her low-cut blouse and squeezed her breasts, and Sheila yelped. “What are you doi-“, but he muffled her protests with a very aggressive kiss. He started to pull her blouse up over her ample chest. “Stop!!!” Sheila screamed angrily and pushed him away roughly, much to Dan’s surprise. She sprung to her feet. “This is a place of work. The next time you do that to me here, I will give you my resignation on the spot!” “Err…okay…I’m sorry,” Dan replied. Sheila saw the sad look on his face. “What? Just because I admonished you a little, you now want to cry?” “It’s natural, anytime a man faces rejection from the one he loves like you did. Of course I’ll feel bad.” Sheila sighed. “Alright. I didn’t mean it that way.” She slid to her knees and reached for his trousers. “Just for today, I’ll suck you off to help you calm down…” Dan’s face brightened. “Okay…” She unzipped his trousers and slid her hand into his fly, bringing out his semi-hard member. She began to give it some slow, measured pumps, “…but this isn’t going to be a regular occurrence. I’m just doing this once.” Dan stifled a moan and nodded; Sheila opened her mouth and engulfed his meat. A few sucks brought him to instant hardness. Her hands rested on his hips and she moved her head back and forth, slurping and sucking noisily. His knees wobbled and he didn’t know when he held her head between his large hands and began thrusting slowly. Saliva gushed out the sides of her mouth and drooled down her chin. Dan felt himself getting closer. “Sheila I’m…you’re going to make me cum…” he blabbed. Sheila nodded vigorously, wrapped both hands around the shaft and began to stroke energetically, all the while sucking vigorously. He had to grip the edge of the table with one hand to steady himself. “Sheila…” but she just sucked harder and faster. Only then did it register what she was trying to do, but she had pretty much taken him to the point of no return already. Dan groaned loudly and flooded the girl’s mouth. She retched loudly, but managed to contain the spurts. Her cheeks bulged as he filled her mouth with goo. As the spurts died down and he finally descended to the real world, the sound of his heavy panting filled his ringing ears. Sheila was finding it difficult to contain the amount of fluid in her mouth. She strained to swallow a bit and grimaced. She finally expelled the rest, the saliva-cum mixture drooling down her chin and splattering onto her exposed cleavage. “I’m sorry,” she apologized. She spat on the floor and tried to wipe the cum off her breasts, but only succeeded in smearing it over them, “I thought I could swallow, b-but the taste…” “It’s okay, you do not need to apologize,” he assured her. She wiped her chin with the back of her hand. “Are you okay now?” Dan placed his hands under her armpits and lifted her up to her feet. “Yes, I am. Thanks.” “Good.” “I love you Sheila.” Sheila grimaced. She turned to her desk to search for some tissue to clean the mess on her. Right then they heard a very loud banging on their door. It was so violent it shook the windows. “Open this door up!!! If you don’t, we are going to barge in.” bellowed a very out voice. Sheila stared at Dan, her heart in her mouth. “B-b-b-boss?” she stammered, fear clearly written in her eyes. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 7:35pm On Jan 16, 2023*. Modified: 6:38pm On Jan 17, 2023 |
“What kind of p0rn are you watching these days?” she asked as she stood in front of the mirror applying lipstick. “What?” “The intensity you portray whenever we have sex...are you on some enhancement drugs?” “Drugs? No…but I do watch p0rn every now and then.” “Tone it down man…even my husband doesn’t leave my legs rubbery like you do. I don’t want to get addicted to your dk so much as to not be satisfied by my husband.” The director chuckled. “You said you wanted to talk to me about Athena? A prescription or something?” She hooked her bra and pulled the straps in place. “Yes…though I have to confirm once more is to be sure, but I’m a hundred percent sure the prescription pad I saw is from the exact same clinic and doctor we are investigating.” The director sat up in bed. “Really,” he pondered, “she might be a patient at the clinic.” “…and that’s why I’m worried...” “Worried? What are you worried about?” She glanced over her shoulder. “…that she might be one of the victims of the doctor…one of those we seek for this investigation.” The director slid out of bed and walked naked to where she stood. He cupped her ample breasts from behind and gave them a gentle shake and squeeze. “So why are you smiling then?” he asked and planted a small nibble on the hollow of her neck. The girl suppressed a moan. She felt his hardness prod her thong-clad derriere and she thrust her arse into it. “A-am I?” “Yes…I could see your face clearly in the reflection. Why are you smiling if you are so worried? This is something we could use…something of value, if your suspicions are right. We could use it…” ------------------------------------------------------------------ “I’ll visit you again this weekend dad…I know I haven’t been living up to expectations as your daughter, but…” “Oh don’t worry baby, there’s no need. I know how busy you are. Besides I have Richard here, who looks after me and comes in all the time. That’s all I need. Don’t worry yourself too much.” He shifted upwards in his pillows. “Prognosis are getting better for me. It’s you I’m worried about.” “I’m fine dad,” Athena replied and held his frail hand in hers, “Richard has been taking care of me. It’s your health that keeps me up at night.” “I’m getting better…it’s slow and painful, but I’ll get there,” he smiled at his daughter. Richard saw her off to the underground garage. “I’m happy his condition is much better,” she said, “he still looks weak and frail, but he’s much improved from the last time.” “Yes,” Richard replied, “the other doctors are saying it’s a miracle he’s survived this far. Many younger and stronger people do not make it like he has.” “He told me something earlier...” “What did he say?” “He said he finally understands the value of having a son-in-law as a doctor.” Was that a small twinkle in her eye? He wasn’t sure. “Ohh…okay.” They stopped beside her Honda. “Have you thought about what I asked yet?” “Thought about what?” Athena looked at him sharply. “About what we discussed the other night.” Richard remained blank. “Didn’t I tell you it wasn’t necessary you moved out just yet?” Athena continued with a slight hint of anger in her voice. “Oh, that. I’m sorry. I’ve had too much on my mind lately that I forgot all about that.” He turned to face her. “I’m sorry Athena…but I think it’s for the best I move out, and the sooner I do so the better.” “Really,” she replied with clear disappointment. She quickly comported herself. “All the same, thank you so much for taking care of my dad…he’s recovered tremendously under your care. I don’t know what I would do if he died.” The sincerity in her voice seemed genuine, though she didn’t portray it on her face. “You don’t need to thank me; I’m just doing my job, both as a doctor and a son-...” He caught himself just in time and reached to open the car door for her. “When will you be free? I would like to treat you to a meal.” “Treat me to a meal? Why?” “I would like to thank the doctor who has been taking care of my sick dad. It’s the least I can do to show my gratitude, right?” she replied. “Oh...yeah, sure.” She got into the car and started the engine up. “I’m going to see the doctor again tomorrow afternoon…what about in the evening?” “I should be okay with that.” She smiled. “Then it’s a da-...I mean it’s confirmed then.” He watched as she pulled out of the garage onto the street above. Doctor did she say? He remembered the prescription he had seen. Just about the right time to check out what the medication was. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 11:49am On Jan 16, 2023 |
GeneralJB:Thank you for your patience. Yes it went well. I will be dropping an update soon. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 12:29am On Jan 12, 2023 |
My apologies for the delayed posting. I am currently at a conference where I'm presenting a paper from my research. I'll update once I'm finished here. |
| Food › Re: What Was The First Food You Ate In 2023? by metalgear11(m): 7:06pm On Jan 06, 2023 |
Poundo and ogbono. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 11:48pm On Jan 04, 2023 |
Eliza slowly opened her eyes. She realized she was lying on her back on a bed and slowly sat up. “Ughh, my head,” she moaned. She looked around her surroundings, wondering where she was. She didn’t remember entering the room. She realized someone else was in the room with her. “Ben?” she remarked as he stood staring out the window, a glass of scotch in his hand. She stood up and walked to him and hugged him from behind. “How did I get here?” Ben took another sip of brandy. “You were pretty drunk and in some rather shady company who tried to take advantage of your state…” Eliza shuddered. “You saved me…” “Yes.” Her hands dropped and slid down to his trousers. they began to run over his crotch. “Thank you baby…” He placed his glass down and turned to face her, where she slid to her knees, her eyes fixed on his growing bulge. To her surprise, he lifted her in his arms with the minimum of effort. Her arms wrapped around his neck and he moved to the bed. “Ben…take me…un-dress me…ravage me…” she said huskily. She moaned in expectation as he placed her on the bed and pulled her dress off, leaving her in only her G-string. He resisted the urge to fonndle her bare breasts and pushed her gently to lie down. “Eliza,” he said as he covered her body with the duvet, her eyes peering up at him inquisitively, “just rest for tonight.” It didn’t take long for her to fall asleep. Ben sat in the sofa nursing his drink for a while, lost in thought. He eventually reached for his phone and dialed. “Hello, I need a few of your men…” |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 11:46pm On Jan 04, 2023 |
At the far end of the room, Ben glared at them closely, his countenance darkening every minute as he watched Eliza flirt openly with the man. “Why does she always do that?” one of the other guests standing with him asked, also not impressed, “doesn’t she know there are rumors of her spreading around?” “What rumors?” “There are rumors of her being so easy to sleep with, especially at the bachelor parties. I even heard that if you can’t manage it, you’re as good as being worthless.” He shook his head and took a drink of his scotch as they watched her give the man with her a generous eyeful of deep cleavage, unaware of the snarl on Ben’s face, “To think that such a proud woman like her can become like this under the influence of alcohol…” Eliza toyed with the rim of her glass. “How long are we planning to just keep drinking and talking?” “What?” “Isn’t it about time we moved to something more…interesting?” “Err…” “Follow me.” She stood up and wobbled unsteadily on her feet. The director guy immediately stood up and grabbed her by her bare shoulders. “Easy there,” he said. Ben took two strides and was immediately by their side. “Eliza, you seem to have taken quite a bit of alcohol tonight,” he said as he glared at the man with her. The guy was not making it subtle, the way he was running his filthy paws up and down her bare arms. Eliza looked up at him. “Hey Ben, your turn comes tomorrow,” she drawled. “You heard the lady,” the man glared back at Ben. He immediately began to lead her out the room to the bank of elevators. They reached the top floor, and he led her down the hall. “Are you okay?” he asked as she staggered beside him. “My head hurts…where are we?” His hand ran down her back and cupped her arse, giving it a few soft squeezes and caresses. At the same time his other hand cupped and fondled her breasts. Eliza let out a soft exhale. He pulled her by the waist and planted her butt cheeks against his hard crotch. His hands cupped her breasts again and he planted a kiss on the hollow of her neck. Eliza moaned. “Hey what are you doing?” she exclaimed. She pushed him away and turned her dazed eyes to him. “Why do you look at me like you want to pounce on me right away? We are in the middle of a hallway.” She began to walk away. “C’mon, I believe sex should be enjoyed on a nice, cozy bed.” She stopped suddenly. “Oops!” she giggled. “What?” “I must be very drunk,” she snorted, “I totally forgot to bring my bag with the keycard to my suite here. Oh well, I guess it’s not going to work out tonight afterall.” The man gaped in disbelief. “Wait…I can get a room…” “No need…I still have to go back to the bar for my bag anyways…we can continue this some other day.” She started walking back the way they had come from, and felt him grab her arm suddenly in a rather tight grip. “Are you trying to joke around with me?!” he hollered, his face dark as the night, “you seduced me to such excitement, and you suddenly want to just go away without doing anything?!!” “Hey!! Let go of me!” Eliza hollered. She found herself being pulled into a tight embrace. “You think you’re still young? No you’re not! You still have some good looks, so I will overlook what you did and f@ck you like we were going to do.” Eliza tried to break herself free. “LET GO OF ME, YOU JERK!!!” “I’m not going to let you off easy tonight,” he said as she struggled in his arms, “I’ll make sure I screw you so senseless, you’ll be begging me for more…” A large hand landed on his shoulder and shoved him around. Another large paw the size of a bear’s landed on his cheek, sending teeth, blood, and saliva splattering against the wall. “You bastard!!!” he hollered in pain, “do you know who I am?” “Yes, I do, you are a director at Vodacom Electronics.” his assailant replied calmly. The earlier paw struck his face again and almost blinded him. “Who the hell are you?” he whimpered as blood dripped from his nose and swollen mouth. “That multimillion dollar contract you received from the tech company last week, consider it cancelled,” Ben replied, “you should prepare to receive the cancellation notice in the morning.” The director immediately realized who he was. “Please…don’t do that. It was all a misunderstanding…” “Get the f—k out of my face,” Ben replied as he led Eliza down the hall to his own suite. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 4:16pm On Jan 04, 2023 |
“Ahh…madam,” Dan hurriedly said into his phone, pushing Sheila off his laps, “we…uhh, I’m doing my best to look into it, but currently…” “I see that I must have misjudged your capabilities,” was the cold response, “you are clearly not qualified…” “One has to be very careful in this line of work,” Dan hurriedly said, “I have to be sure anything a I find is genuine, so please give me a couple of days…I’ll surely have something for you.” The phone went dead. “The bïtch hung up on me,” Dan growled angrily. Sheila moved closer and caressed his rough stubble. “We have the clip…why don’t you use that?” “I can’t and won’t give it to her that easily…we have to make more money from that, remember?” “Oh yes, I forgot,” she replied as she hitched her dress up and straddled him, planting her crotch onto his obvious bulge. She slowly grinded against him and felt it grow harder. “Chief…Dan, l-lets go get a nice dinner when we close,” she murmured. His hands became alive and unhooked the buttons of her dress, spilling her breasts into view. He scooped them out of their encasement and began to slobber over them. “Deal,” he murmured, his mouth full of breast. At the same time, Sheila reached between them and unzipping his trousers and brought out his aching rod. She gave it a few generous hand pumps before slipping her already soaked underwear to one side. Both gave out a simultaneous groan as she fed his hardness into her. ---------------------------------- “Who were you talking to?” the man sitting opposite her asked. “I had an assignment for someone who’s helping me out with planning for a performance,” Eliza replied as ended the call. The man’s eyes ran over her body hungrily. “As expected from the world-class actress.” Eliza chuckled. “You’re being too courteous,” she replied. She leaned forward and thrust her chest out, pleased with the response the man gave as he gaped at her breasts pouring out from her off-shoulder one-piece dress. “Anyways, director, have you started exercising regularly?” she asked, her tongue running seductively over her wet lips, “you seem to have become more…buff.” “R-really?” he gasped, her sexiness clearly having an effect on him, “I don’t…no, I haven’t been working out.” Eliza’s laughter rang from deep inside her. “Oh my…you must be doing something then.” At the far end of the room, Ben glared at them closely. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 3:41pm On Jan 04, 2023*. Modified: 5:47pm On Jan 04, 2023 |
“Can’t you just continue staying here?” “That was before…how does it correlate with how I feel now…we’re divorced...we’ve already had sex twice…” “I just feel you don’t really have any reason to make it mandatory for you to move out…” “You don’t have to think if I’m going to continue being unhappy…you don’t need to rush out...think about it…think about it…think about it…” “Dr. Richard!!!” Richard snapped out of his trance. “Huh?” “The blood is seeping…” He stared at the scalpels in his hands. “Oh, right. Suction.” The blood was cleared and he made the last incision. The OR nurse took the instruments from his hands and he stepped back. “Please, close the patient up,” he directed to the second surgeon, who nodded. He hurriedly left the operating room. Get your act together Richard, he told himself. ---------------------------------------------------------- “This part is kinda vague…it’s better you add a bit more details,” Athena concluded as she scanned the sheets in her hand, “and also change the wordings too. Make it more…catchy. That’s the only way to grab and maintain your audience’s attention.” “Okay…” She handed the sheets back. “I saw your interview with the media mogul…good work.” The lady was taken aback. Athena complimenting her? She peeped out the window to be sure pigs weren’t flying. “In the past, you always looked like you were too serious…too conscious of the camera,” Athena continued, “now you look and flow more naturally.” “I s-see…” Athena suddenly turned to her desk. “Where did I put that thing,” she murmured as she rummaged through her desk. She pulled out the third drawer and found what she was looking for. “Here, take this.” She handed her a tube of expensive lipstick. “This is highly recommended. The shade works perfectly on camera.” “Th-thanks,” the lady said, a bit rattled. Inside the drawer, her eyes had caught sight of a neatly folded paper. Printed on it was a name she only too well remembered. -------------------------------------------------------- “You seem so relaxed, so…approachable these past few days.” “Why does everyone keep telling me that?” Athena smirked, “it’s the same me!” Her friend studied her from across the table they sat outside the coffee shop. “It’s true. You seem brighter…your cheeks are glowing…there’s only one thing that would make a grumpy young lady change overnight.” Athena raised her cup to her lips. “What do you mean?” she sipped. Her friend smiled. “I know girls like you…all very proud, always thinking the world revolves around them…unwavering, fierce bïtches…” “Hey!!!” “…but usually the real reason why they become so gentle and docile, grinning and smiling everywhere, is because they had very hot, passionate sex…and not just with anybody, but with the one they love.” Athena spat her coffee back into her paper cup. “What drivel are you talking about?” she choked. “Or are you having an affair?" She continued, her brow frowned in thought, "I remember you told me you were having some major issues with your husband?...no, the Athena I know will never have an affair outside her marriage. There’s no such thing as “affair” in her vocabulary. Athena is too sophisticated for that.” Her friend leaned forward, her arms resting on the table. “My guess, and from how you’re blushing right now, is you somehow made up with your husband and have for the past several days been making up for lost time, screwing yourselves silly at every opportunity in every corner of your house, am I right?” her eyes twinkled. “P-please…stop spewing n-nonsense,” Athena replied. She hid her embarrassment behind her coffee cup as her mind once again replayed the incident of two days prior. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 5:55pm On Jan 01, 2023 |
Happy new year my esteemed readers. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 2:40pm On Dec 29, 2022 |
I made some tiny changes to the previous update, specifically where Athena and Richard were talking while having their drinks. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 12:22am On Dec 29, 2022 |
“Wow, this guy is clearly a psychopath.” Sheila exclaimed as she and Dan peered at the screen, watching the video for the umpteenth time. “Indeed,” Dan replied. He scratched his days old stubble, “to think I managed to get this kind of stuff on a subject while finding information on another. Besides, this guy’s license has long since been revoked.” “What? Seriously?” “Yes. And to now think he’s molesting his patients while still “practicing”, if you call it that.” “Don’t you think we should report this to the authorities?” Dan kept on staring at the screen. “Probably, yes. But I think we should use this to say, get more money out of the clients?” “Why are you thinking about money?!! There is a psychopathic rapist here, and yet you’re thinking of what you’ll gain? Don’t you have any feelings?” Dan sighed. “Look Sheila, I do understand your point. I also have principles and I draw a line at certain times and things. But you know how our business is. We hardly have any clients. The few we get don’t pay well. I go out everyday looking for ways to keep us afloat. By the time we pay the rent of this place, we have almost nothing. I would have called it quits a long time ago, but the reason why I kept it going…was because of you.” “What? Me? why?” “If I don’t continue and I run out of money…I may lose you. I’m afraid of losing you.” “Ch-chief Dan, b-but you know we’re not in that kind of relationship-” “Do you know how hard it is staying all day in the same room with a beautiful girl like you, knowing I can’t touch you the way I want?” he asked, “or how much I want to hold and caress you? To treat you like a queen and buy you lovely things?” “Chief…I didn’t know that you felt that way…” “Yes I do…and if I don’t make this work, I know I’m going to lose you to one rich sucker one day.” He turned and took her hands in his. “As long as I have this business, so long as I can keep it running, I know I will hit it big. I can then fulfill all the promises I made to take care of you…if you can be patient with me.” A tear ran down Sheila’s cheek. “Chief…I don’t know what to say,” she choked. “Just promise you’ll stay by my side.” She bent down and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Oh Chief…I’ll stay. I promise you I won’t leave.” “We can always report this to the authorities immediately after we earn more money off it.” She sat down and perched herself on his laps. “I guess…it doesn’t really make much of a difference if we report it now or later…so long as you report it.” “Yeah.” Several minutes later their intense kissing was broken by the shrill ring of his phone. He reached out to pick it up from the table. “Hello?” he said in-between kisses. The cold voice immediately brought him back to the present. “Did you find anything yet?” |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 12:20am On Dec 29, 2022*. Modified: 3:54pm On Dec 29, 2022 |
**** I’m tired and sleepy Dr. Richard. This teddy bear you bought me today is going to represent you in bed beside me tonight♥♥♥. **** Richard smiled at the accompanying picture. Avery looked so innocent, so girl like, his heart fluttered. Tonight’s sex was particularly satisfying, and his balls had been thoroughly emptied from the two aggressive rounds they had gone. He now believed they were meant for each other. Just a few more days babe, he thought. just a few more days and he would be in his own place and he won’t have the guilt of living with his ex-wife hanging over his head. He punched in the code into the keylock and stepped into the dark hallway. He walked into the living room; the TV was on, indicating Athena was home. They hadn’t seen each other since the incident of the night before, and images of last night flashed in his mind’s vision and he quickly discarded them. He saw her standing at the sink in the kitchen and he walked towards her. “Oh darling, you’re home!” she said softly over her shoulder as he walked into the kitchen, slightly turned to greet him. “Uhh…yeah, how are you today?” he stammered. Darling? She hadn’t…no scratch that…she NEVER called him that, not since the divorce. As if that wasn’t surprising enough, she walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him in a hug, her head rested gently on his chest. He could feel the warmth of her body through the sheer semi-transparent short dress she wore and her faint scent wafting into his nostrils as his arms instinctively wrapped around her and held her close. “I was about to have some red wine,” she said after a few moments and stepped back, “would you like your favorite beer?” “S-sure.” What was going on? She was acting differently. She had been acting differently the past couple of days. Could it be her medication? He remembered he had to check it out. He watched her closely as she hummed a tune under her breath as she grabbed a bottle from the bar with a wine glass, before pulling out a cold one from the fridge. She also brought out some samosas she had been heating up in the oven and set everything on the table. She took a sip from her wine glass before leaning forward and resting her breasts on her forearms on the table, very aware of them bulging out of her black bra and low neckline of her dress. She seductively caressed her locks behind her ear and gave him a shy smile as she saw his gaze glance downwards. “So how was work today?” she breathed. Her subtle flirting reminded Richard of the early days of their relationship and marriage. Where had that girl been all this while? He narrated how his day had been, omitting his spending the entire evening after work with Avery. He concluded by mentioning the apartments he had found and was planning to see the next day. “So you still want to move out?” she stated as she sipped her wine. Richard nibbled on a samosa and took a chug of his beer. “Yeah. It’s for the best.” “Can’t you just continue staying here?” She was neither smiling or frowning now, and Richard could see the seriousness in her eyes as she stared at him. A few moments passed as he thought of what to say. He decided to play it hard. “Why are you asking me to stay?” he said in a not to successful attempt at making his voice sound cold, “it’s pretty obvious you’ve been unhappy at us still living together despite us being divorced. Besides, don’t you feel…doesn’t it make little sense? Aren’t you tired of keeping up this fake appearance?” “That was before,” Athena replied in an even colder tone, her eyes having gone dark and smoldering like hot coals, “how does what I ask correlate with how I feel? We’re divorced, yet we’ve already had sex afterwards. Twice. That has nothing to do with-” “Please, don’t bring that up…” Richard remarked. She took another mouthful of wine. “I just feel you don’t really have any reason to make it mandatory for you to move out…not yet, anyways.” She finished up her wine and stood up to wash her glass at the sink. “You don’t have to think if I’m going to continue being unhappy or were unhappy in the past,” she said and headed to her room, “just think about it. You don’t need to rush out. I’m going to bed. Good night.” |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 9:10pm On Dec 28, 2022 |
GeneralJB:No vex. I was supposed to drop one today but something urgent came up. I already have it ready so be expecting it very soon. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 2:22am On Dec 26, 2022 |
Kiddogarcia:I'll have something in the next day or two. gal10:Stay one place jare. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 11:43pm On Dec 25, 2022 |
bougeemarvel:I dey chop Xmas rice and chicken na. Make me sef enjoy this season. |
| Literature › Re: The Divorced Housemates (Erotic, 18+) by metalgear11(op): 1:08pm On Dec 22, 2022 |
GeneralJB:This is for you my man. “Ahnnn!!” Avery’s let out an involuntary moan. The vibrations coursed through her body, sending tingles from the crown of her head to the tips of her toes. The machine gripped her legs tightly and the rollers kneaded her back muscles up and down her spine. Her ample bust shook generously, and Richard could only stare as they undulated beneath her T-shirt. He had decided to do a little bit of shopping in anticipation of his moving to a new apartment. In all honesty, he didn’t want to go “home” quite yet; yesterday’s events still played heavily in his mind. The drab atmosphere would only remind him of the unfinished business his nuts currently suffered from. They felt quite heavy and still ached from the unreleased pressure of cum. This was an extreme case of blue-balls. He had therefore decided to take Avery out in hopes of getting lucky later on and relieving his aching tenders. He had made some calls and had a few places to look at over the next couple of days. “D-D-D-Doctor R-R-R-Richard, this m-m-massage c-c-chair feels a-a-a-amazingggg!” she moaned. She looked up at Richard who, smiling down to her, had pulled out his phone and was talking to someone on the other end. He moved aside and talked into the phone while Avery completed her massage. She stood up and walked up to him. “Who are you talking to?” she inquired. Richard motioned her to hold on while he listened. “Alright…okay…thanks.” He ended the call. “Sorry…it was one of the other doctors in the hospital, I was just asking him a few things.” “Oh, alright,” she pulled out a matching pair of bedroom slippers. “I bought two matching pairs of them…do you like it?” “Sure…it looks cute.” “I also got these,” she pulled out another cute matching pair of pyjamas. “That’s nice,” he replied. “Great! Let’s go look at the bedsheets and pillows.” “Wait Avery,” he held her arm as she started to skip away, bags in hand, “you don’t need to do all this.” “Why not?” she asked, “of course I do. I can’t let my boyfriend go broke. I know how much it costs to get decent accommodation in this city, and things are already putting a strain on your finances as it is, with, y’know…having to pay for your other lease until it expires.” “I really appreciate it Avery, but…” “It’s the least I can do Richard. That’s why I suggested you stay with me until things get better. Don’t let me feel unappreciated.” “But if we stay together, won’t I be an inconvenience? I feel kinda bad as it is making you pay for all this stuff when you’re supposed to keep your money for yourself and more important things.” “What’s there to feel bad about?” she asked, “I’m not complaining, am I? Though my place is quite small, we can manage.” She turned her nose up in thought. “Although, my bed is quite small…” Richard laughed. “I can manage just fine and sleep on the floor…” “Why would you do that? We can just cuddle each other tightly and sleep!” About an hour later they walked out of the mall laden with several heavy bags. “I guess we should get a cab back to my place,” Avery said, “we bought more than we thought.” “Yes,” Richard replied. A few moments later they were in the back of a cab speeding towards her place, which was on the second floor of a neat but non-descript building in a quiet part of the city. He waited patiently as she carried all the bags into the room, studying the quaint living area. A cushiony sofa, center table, and TV stand with the large flat screen opposite was the only discernable pieces of furniture in the living room area. The neatly set up kitchen had the usual things for a young bachelorette. Avery came out a few moments later. “You have a very cute and neat place here,” he revered. “Thank you. So what can I offer you, a first time visitor to my small but humble abode?” They both settled on some quick instant noodles, and several minutes later Richard was slurping down the piping hot meal to the amusement of Avery. He hadn’t realized how hungry he was. “Take it easy Dr. Richard? or else you’ll choke!” Avery giggled. “It’s so delicious!” Richard exclaimed. He shoveled several forkfuls of noodles into his mouth, almost burning a hole in his throat. “You’re quite an accomplished cook.” “Do you like it? Does it suit your taste?” Avery asked. Richard reached out to grab a piece of grilled chicken on the plate. “It’s good…a bit spicy I might add, but good.” Avery looked forlorn. “I actually might have put too much spice…I’ve been quite stressed these days and not really been doing things the way I usually do them.” “Why are you stressed out again? I thought we settled-” “No, it’s not about you,” she continued with a sad look on her face, “it seems the head nurse at the hospital has become stricter with me the past couple of days.” “She isn’t that kind of person. Did you do something to upset her?” “Not that I know of…maybe I just need to improve my work ethics a bit, although…” “I’ll speak to her about it, if you want me to.” “No, don’t I will handle it myself. Thanks for offering to help though.” They managed to complete their meal without further fanfare. Afterwards, they sat in the dimly lit living room, where Richard decided to relax a bit before leaving. Avery turned to him. “Dr. Richard, while you relax, would you mind playing a game with me?” “A game?” “Yes. I usually play games whenever I’m stressed out. It usually calms me down.” “Sure…what game do you want to play?” ----------------------------------------------------------------------- “Yes, Dr. Richard, that’s the right place…no, not there!! I can’t hold on longer!” “No Avery, not there!!!” “UWAAAA!!!! I’m being overwhelmed!!!” “Okay I’ll come get you…do it this way…you see!!!” “Oh wow!! You’re such a natural at this!! Why are you so good?” Richard had only intended to play for a few minutes, but two hours later, they were yelling in excitement. For reasons best known to her, she had insisted on sitting in his laps as they played. He had to wrap his arms around her in order to be able to use his own pad and right now she squirmed excitedly as the game progressed. “Wow, we finally cleared the mission!” Avery exclaimed. Her back rested against his chest and she turned her head to look into his face. “Do you know why this game is called the “Fortress of evil spirits”?” “Why?” “Cos of the nature. It tends to suck you into it. This is the tenth series of the game.” “Wow, that’s why I have goose bumps,” Avery shivered. She turned to the TV. “Let’s start the next level!!” Richard smiled. Her childlike excitement tugged at his heartstrings. Athena never approved of the games he played at home. To her, they were either too bloody, or just downright immature. Here he was with his arms around Avery, who appreciated his gaming skills. Each time she moved, her bust push against his arms and her derriere rubbed against his crotch, and soon his loins began to stir. Avery stopped mid-sentence as she felt it poke her. “D-Dr. Richard,” she said, “what…why are you getting hard?” “Uhmm…errr…y-you keep squirming around and moving your butt all over…” Avery’s eyes glazed over. A sudden warmness enveloped her. She looked deep into his eyes, and just like that, their lips moved closer and met. They kissed for a few moments, and the game pad dropped from Richard’s hands. He slipped it under her shirt and gently squeezed and fondled the breast it sought. Avery let out a soft moan as her body began to get turned on. She dropped her pad and caressed the hardness that kept poking her derriere. Both of them were oblivious of their characters being slaughtered on the screen as their passion increased. They were soon undressing each other hurriedly, their lips locked together, and moments later he had her sitting astride on him, his face buried between her breasts and his hands holding her waist steady. They both let out simultaneous moans as his thick hardness slid snugly into her. |
