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I first met Berlinda when I was an intern on 10 Central. I was fresh out of medical school and during my intern year, I was assigned two months in General Medicine. General Medicine of course became either Pulmonary Stepdown or Leukemia/Lymphoma, as they were the two of the most detested rotations in medicine, and no self-respecting medical resident would be caught dead taking on more than the minimal requirements. Of course, I was an intern, and so I had no one to argue my rights. So 10 Central it was.
A large part of medicine is comprised of social workers. If you’re smart, you’ll learn to befriend them, as they facilitate your working life by getting patients into nursing homes and off your census. A quasi-managerial position is the nurse manager, who keeps track of a patient’s stay and determines if there was a more better use of the hospital’s resources (i.e. get them out sooner). Berlinda was one of these managers.
As it happens, we bumped into each other one day on the floor and introduced ourselves. She was the nurse manager for part of the adjacent unit and we would be working on the same floor. She was older than I was but had distinct features that made her pretty in her own way with long, thick, black hair and almond-shaped eyes. I’ve always been attracted to Filipina women and their flawless cappuccino skin. And in contrast to most girls I knew, she was tall, athletic-looking, and had proper posture. Berlinda had a very slight accent which enhanced her exotic features, but more than anything, there was a smoldering feature to her. I can’t quite place it, if it were her looks or something more ethereal; she exuded sexuality. We made small talk about her watch—she wore an expensive Cartier that she tried to convince me was a fake (it was not). The conversation shifted to rock climbing, something I’ve tried a few times and was smitten with. She was an avid rock climb and we talked about getting together sometime to climb together. Innocent enough I suppose, for a guy with a girlfriend (I was dating someone at the time and had no idea what her romantic situation was like).
We never got together that year but I saw her the following year while I was rounding on patients. She was ecstatic to see me and we exchanged numbers with the intent of making a date for the long-delayed climb. I met her in the lobby at the Sports Club LA and we went upstairs to the indoor climbing wall. We took off our jackets – she was wearing a white top that covered her front and tied around behind her neck. I stared at her sculpted body long enough for her to notice, as the top showed off her shapely breasts. She simply smiled and turned away. After the climb, my hands were cramping so much I couldn’t even grasp the door properly. Berlinda and I left together and I walked to her street and we took off.
About a week later, we made another “date” to go bike riding. It was cold and windy that day and so we cancelled the bike ride and decided to go see a movie instead. We ended up watching Hotel Rwanda. She was different than a lot of girls I knew and I enjoyed her company.
One Saturday night in the middle of winter, we met up at the local bar for a drink. We sat at the bar and made conversation that lasted a few drinks. Midnight came around and we got up to leave. I dropped her off on her street and went home. As I opened the front door, my phone rang.
“Hi, it’s Berlinda.”
“Oh, hi.”
“What are you doing?”
“I just got in my front door.”
”I had a nice time tonight.”
”Thanks.”
Can I ask you something?” she asked.
“Sure thing,”
“Did you… did you… expect anything to come out of tonight?”
“What do you mean?” I answered, sort of knowing what she was driving at.
“Did you expect to have sex with me tonight?”
”Uh, no,” I stammered, surprised at the bluntness of the question.
“Good,” she said. “I wasn’t planning on having sex with you either. What are you doing now?”
“I just got home and was about to take a shower and go to sleep.”
“Do you want to come over?” she asked, “Not to have sex or anything. But just to come and sleep next to me.”
“Huh?”
“Would you like to come over and sleep with me?”
“Let me get this straight,” I said. “You want me to come over and sleep with you, but not have sex?”
“Yes,” she said.
“Sure, I’ve got nothing better to do…”
And so she gave me her address and apartment number. I literally sprinted all the way to her place through the cold and snow and arrived at her building. I went up the elevator and knocked on her door. Berlinda answered, wearing a long T-shirt, which was not unbecoming but wasn’t particularly sexy either.
“Did you think it was a strange request?” she asked.
“Hmmm… not really, I guess…” I answered, while taking off my clothes. “It was like a friend asking you for a favour.”
Since the rules had been established that night (no sex), I made no assumptions. Instead, wearing only my boxers, I crawled into bed with her. She was lying on her right side and I came up behind her and spooned her, slipping my arms around her waist. Even thoughh I was hard, we fell asleep.
In the morning, we didn’t talk much about it and I left her at her apartment on good terms.
However, the same incident occurred the following Saturday night. I came over to her apartment, took off all my clothes except my boxers, and slipped into bed next to her. I wrapped my arms around her, and although I tried not to spoon her too close, I had grown hard. “It’s now or never,” I thought to myself, as I brought my hands down to her waist and then back up underneath her shirt. My fingers began caressing the contours of her breasts and then slid up to explore her nipples.
“What are you doing?” she whispered.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.
“No,” she breathed.
My hands moved down the sides of her body and into her shorts. I traced the smooth outline of her ass then the outside of her legs. My hands then moved back upwards, this time on the inside, momentarily brushing up against her pubis. She exhaled deeply. My hands went down again and I felt the smooth, hairless mons, then the soft folds of her labial lips. I pushed my index finger down on her clitoris, causing her to gasp as she turned around and kissed me deeply.
She maneuvered herself underneath me and felt my arms and chest as we began kissing harder, tongues at first tracing the outlines of each other’s teeth then lashing against one another, probing as far down our throats as we could get them. Berlinda hands made their way down my back and pulled down my boxers. Her right hand came around the front and began stroking my penis
“Do you have a condom?” she asked.
“No,” I lied.
She got up and went to her dresser and pulled out a piece of foil. She unwrapped it and handed it over to me to put on.
This brief interlude did nothing to temper the lust I was feeling. I grasped my penis and maneuvered the tip at her vagina and slowly slid it in. She gasped and began rocking her pelvis.
Midway through she got out from underneath me and climbed on top. She straddled my penis and squatted with her feet flat on the bed. “I like to watch it in me,” she said, as she bent herself over to watch my dick go in and out of her pussy. She began moaning, softly first, then louder. We fucked for two hours then fell asleep exhausted.
The next day Berlinda invited me back to her apartment to watch a movie. We sat on either end of the couch and began watching the movie. Halfway into it, I pulled her towards me and began fondling her breasts through her shirt. I pulled down her jeans to expose her white thong. I lifted the ends up and began kissing her labia underneath. After a few minutes of going down on her, she pulled my jeans down and began sucking my penis while stroking it with her left hand.
It began to get more heated, as I bent her over the couch and entered her from behind. Berlinda began to shout encouragement in the way of “Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder! Harder!” We moved across the apartment while I was still in her, and she fell on the footboard and began yelling, “Fuck me!”
Soon the sex began to get more adventuresome.
Berlinda’s apartment building faced another residential building, about 500 feet away. She told me that she kept her d****s drawn because she had seen a man with a telescope looking in her direction. I upped the ante, and with the light behind us, brought her over to the full length window. I inserted my dick into her and pushed her against the window.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“We’re giving him a show he won’t forget,” I replied.
With her palms flat against the window, she bucked and writhed as I fucked her from behind in full light. I couldn't tell if the peeping Tom was watching but anyone in that whole building could easily see us.
One night we met to have dinner at Totoya, a Japanese restaurant on 1st avenue. She was late and came wearing a low cut red blouse that showed off her cleavage.
“Do you go to work wearing that?” I asked.
“Yes, what’s the problem?” she said.
“It’s a little distracting to your male colleagues,” I answered.
"Well it's good I don't tell them about the panties I don't wear sometimes," she replied.
Check please.
She just smiled. After dinner, we went back to her apartment and had sex in the bathroom while watching ourselves in the mirror.
One time I decided to test her limits by asking her for anal sex. She refused, citing the reason that she only did it with serious boyfriends. Her last time was at a Sandals resort with her boyfriend. They were drunk and he slipped it in her ass (mistakenly, of course). I kept asking her if she enjoyed it, to which she could not deny.
Later that night, we were having sex doggy-style when I said I wanted to fuck her in the ass. Without further probing, she said “yes.” I thought we should get lube but she said just to do it. Her juices were still on my dick and so I put the tip at the entrance of her ass and slowly pushed myself in. I slid it up all the way in and proceeded to thrust in and out. Berlinda moaned softly and still on all fours, rocked her body in rhythm to my thrusts. In the darkness I could see the shadows of her back muscles as she pulsed with every wave. I can’t begin to tell you how good it feels to fuck someone in the ass who enjoys it.
So spice up our sex life, I pushed the envelope sometimes, fucking her against the wall and threatening to take her outside and fuck her. She begged me no as the person next door was another nurse who worked at the hospital. We fucked, hour after hour, hot and heavy, her back against the wall with my hands supporting her ass as she wrapped her legs around my waist.
One day I brought pornography over to her apartment. As we began watching it, she began taking my pants off and straddled me without using a condom. She performed in her favourite squatting position, while we both watched the porn video. I took her phone and began taking pictures of us, my dick inside her pussy, her face while she was having an orgasm. I guess I saved them in a hard to reach directory until one of her friends found it. Oops.
A large part of medicine is comprised of social workers. If you’re smart, you’ll learn to befriend them, as they facilitate your working life by getting patients into nursing homes and off your census. A quasi-managerial position is the nurse manager, who keeps track of a patient’s stay and determines if there was a more better use of the hospital’s resources (i.e. get them out sooner). Berlinda was one of these managers.
As it happens, we bumped into each other one day on the floor and introduced ourselves. She was the nurse manager for part of the adjacent unit and we would be working on the same floor. She was older than I was but had distinct features that made her pretty in her own way with long, thick, black hair and almond-shaped eyes. I’ve always been attracted to Filipina women and their flawless cappuccino skin. And in contrast to most girls I knew, she was tall, athletic-looking, and had proper posture. Berlinda had a very slight accent which enhanced her exotic features, but more than anything, there was a smoldering feature to her. I can’t quite place it, if it were her looks or something more ethereal; she exuded sexuality. We made small talk about her watch—she wore an expensive Cartier that she tried to convince me was a fake (it was not). The conversation shifted to rock climbing, something I’ve tried a few times and was smitten with. She was an avid rock climb and we talked about getting together sometime to climb together. Innocent enough I suppose, for a guy with a girlfriend (I was dating someone at the time and had no idea what her romantic situation was like).
We never got together that year but I saw her the following year while I was rounding on patients. She was ecstatic to see me and we exchanged numbers with the intent of making a date for the long-delayed climb. I met her in the lobby at the Sports Club LA and we went upstairs to the indoor climbing wall. We took off our jackets – she was wearing a white top that covered her front and tied around behind her neck. I stared at her sculpted body long enough for her to notice, as the top showed off her shapely breasts. She simply smiled and turned away. After the climb, my hands were cramping so much I couldn’t even grasp the door properly. Berlinda and I left together and I walked to her street and we took off.
About a week later, we made another “date” to go bike riding. It was cold and windy that day and so we cancelled the bike ride and decided to go see a movie instead. We ended up watching Hotel Rwanda. She was different than a lot of girls I knew and I enjoyed her company.
One Saturday night in the middle of winter, we met up at the local bar for a drink. We sat at the bar and made conversation that lasted a few drinks. Midnight came around and we got up to leave. I dropped her off on her street and went home. As I opened the front door, my phone rang.
“Hi, it’s Berlinda.”
“Oh, hi.”
“What are you doing?”
“I just got in my front door.”
”I had a nice time tonight.”
”Thanks.”
Can I ask you something?” she asked.
“Sure thing,”
“Did you… did you… expect anything to come out of tonight?”
“What do you mean?” I answered, sort of knowing what she was driving at.
“Did you expect to have sex with me tonight?”
”Uh, no,” I stammered, surprised at the bluntness of the question.
“Good,” she said. “I wasn’t planning on having sex with you either. What are you doing now?”
“I just got home and was about to take a shower and go to sleep.”
“Do you want to come over?” she asked, “Not to have sex or anything. But just to come and sleep next to me.”
“Huh?”
“Would you like to come over and sleep with me?”
“Let me get this straight,” I said. “You want me to come over and sleep with you, but not have sex?”
“Yes,” she said.
“Sure, I’ve got nothing better to do…”
And so she gave me her address and apartment number. I literally sprinted all the way to her place through the cold and snow and arrived at her building. I went up the elevator and knocked on her door. Berlinda answered, wearing a long T-shirt, which was not unbecoming but wasn’t particularly sexy either.
“Did you think it was a strange request?” she asked.
“Hmmm… not really, I guess…” I answered, while taking off my clothes. “It was like a friend asking you for a favour.”
Since the rules had been established that night (no sex), I made no assumptions. Instead, wearing only my boxers, I crawled into bed with her. She was lying on her right side and I came up behind her and spooned her, slipping my arms around her waist. Even thoughh I was hard, we fell asleep.
In the morning, we didn’t talk much about it and I left her at her apartment on good terms.
However, the same incident occurred the following Saturday night. I came over to her apartment, took off all my clothes except my boxers, and slipped into bed next to her. I wrapped my arms around her, and although I tried not to spoon her too close, I had grown hard. “It’s now or never,” I thought to myself, as I brought my hands down to her waist and then back up underneath her shirt. My fingers began caressing the contours of her breasts and then slid up to explore her nipples.
“What are you doing?” she whispered.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.
“No,” she breathed.
My hands moved down the sides of her body and into her shorts. I traced the smooth outline of her ass then the outside of her legs. My hands then moved back upwards, this time on the inside, momentarily brushing up against her pubis. She exhaled deeply. My hands went down again and I felt the smooth, hairless mons, then the soft folds of her labial lips. I pushed my index finger down on her clitoris, causing her to gasp as she turned around and kissed me deeply.
She maneuvered herself underneath me and felt my arms and chest as we began kissing harder, tongues at first tracing the outlines of each other’s teeth then lashing against one another, probing as far down our throats as we could get them. Berlinda hands made their way down my back and pulled down my boxers. Her right hand came around the front and began stroking my penis
“Do you have a condom?” she asked.
“No,” I lied.
She got up and went to her dresser and pulled out a piece of foil. She unwrapped it and handed it over to me to put on.
This brief interlude did nothing to temper the lust I was feeling. I grasped my penis and maneuvered the tip at her vagina and slowly slid it in. She gasped and began rocking her pelvis.
Midway through she got out from underneath me and climbed on top. She straddled my penis and squatted with her feet flat on the bed. “I like to watch it in me,” she said, as she bent herself over to watch my dick go in and out of her pussy. She began moaning, softly first, then louder. We fucked for two hours then fell asleep exhausted.
The next day Berlinda invited me back to her apartment to watch a movie. We sat on either end of the couch and began watching the movie. Halfway into it, I pulled her towards me and began fondling her breasts through her shirt. I pulled down her jeans to expose her white thong. I lifted the ends up and began kissing her labia underneath. After a few minutes of going down on her, she pulled my jeans down and began sucking my penis while stroking it with her left hand.
It began to get more heated, as I bent her over the couch and entered her from behind. Berlinda began to shout encouragement in the way of “Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder! Harder!” We moved across the apartment while I was still in her, and she fell on the footboard and began yelling, “Fuck me!”
Soon the sex began to get more adventuresome.
Berlinda’s apartment building faced another residential building, about 500 feet away. She told me that she kept her d****s drawn because she had seen a man with a telescope looking in her direction. I upped the ante, and with the light behind us, brought her over to the full length window. I inserted my dick into her and pushed her against the window.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“We’re giving him a show he won’t forget,” I replied.
With her palms flat against the window, she bucked and writhed as I fucked her from behind in full light. I couldn't tell if the peeping Tom was watching but anyone in that whole building could easily see us.
One night we met to have dinner at Totoya, a Japanese restaurant on 1st avenue. She was late and came wearing a low cut red blouse that showed off her cleavage.
“Do you go to work wearing that?” I asked.
“Yes, what’s the problem?” she said.
“It’s a little distracting to your male colleagues,” I answered.
"Well it's good I don't tell them about the panties I don't wear sometimes," she replied.
Check please.
She just smiled. After dinner, we went back to her apartment and had sex in the bathroom while watching ourselves in the mirror.
One time I decided to test her limits by asking her for anal sex. She refused, citing the reason that she only did it with serious boyfriends. Her last time was at a Sandals resort with her boyfriend. They were drunk and he slipped it in her ass (mistakenly, of course). I kept asking her if she enjoyed it, to which she could not deny.
Later that night, we were having sex doggy-style when I said I wanted to fuck her in the ass. Without further probing, she said “yes.” I thought we should get lube but she said just to do it. Her juices were still on my dick and so I put the tip at the entrance of her ass and slowly pushed myself in. I slid it up all the way in and proceeded to thrust in and out. Berlinda moaned softly and still on all fours, rocked her body in rhythm to my thrusts. In the darkness I could see the shadows of her back muscles as she pulsed with every wave. I can’t begin to tell you how good it feels to fuck someone in the ass who enjoys it.
So spice up our sex life, I pushed the envelope sometimes, fucking her against the wall and threatening to take her outside and fuck her. She begged me no as the person next door was another nurse who worked at the hospital. We fucked, hour after hour, hot and heavy, her back against the wall with my hands supporting her ass as she wrapped her legs around my waist.
One day I brought pornography over to her apartment. As we began watching it, she began taking my pants off and straddled me without using a condom. She performed in her favourite squatting position, while we both watched the porn video. I took her phone and began taking pictures of us, my dick inside her pussy, her face while she was having an orgasm. I guess I saved them in a hard to reach directory until one of her friends found it. Oops.
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