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What would Steven Do? [Repost]

Prologue

The things I do for pussy. This is what’s running through my head while climbing the stairs to Amanda’s fifth floor apartment complex. She lived in an old, but newly renovated building on the lower East Side of Manhattan and the elevator just so happened to be out of order that day. It wasn’t all that bad but after pulling my calf muscle the day prior playing basketball this was not something I was looking forward to. But as it always seems, at least to me anyways, the end result of getting some ass ALWAYS seems to trump everything else! What can I say? Pussy is king…lol

Gently, I knocked on the front door and it cracked opened. I peered my head through and called out Amanda’s name. There was no answer. Calling out to her again my phone immediately buzzed. I checked and saw a message that read: It’s snack time…Make your way to the back.

I love her mind.

With a smile I began to undress strolling my way to her bedroom. Arriving at her doorway I met Amanda’s gaze. A rush of excitement sent color to her cheeks as she was sitting on the edge of her bed in just a bathrobe. My present was ready to be opened.

I walked with purpose slowly towards her. “Someone is ready.”

Almost as if this was our first time together, Amanda seemed to shy away with a sweet giggle when I brought my hand to her face. I stood in front of her completely naked, crooking a finger under her chin to lift it to look at me. “Stand up.”

“Yes, Daddy.” Amanda followed my command and rose slowly, resting back on her heels in front of me, close enough for me to smell her musk and feel her heat. I tugged the tie from around her waist and pulled the robe open as it fell to the floor. The goosebumps that appeared on her skin were evident in anticipation of my touch as I began brushing my hands along her shoulders. She’s such a beauty I had to take a step back and take her all in.

Amanda stood at five-foot seven inches. Her eyes are a delicious caramel, and her cheeks are soft and round and rosy, and her hair was the brown of aged mahogany, rich and deep, yet with the subtle hues only time brings. She has an accent that was exotic and complemented her sexy, sultry voice. And most of all, she had a body to die for! Think of Gemma Arterton and you’ll get the idea.

“Lie back on the bed,” I said with a gentle command.

A smile of joy and satisfaction lit up her eager face. “Yes, Daddy.”

My hand rested on her knee with the other slowly opening her legs. I caress down her thigh while staring at her expressions. Her smile broadened as a dimple appeared. I glide along and brush up against her rose bud, teasing it. Amanda gasps, rising her hip to join her pussy to my fingers.

“Please Daddy,” she cried out, “don’t tease me!”

I climb over her in the sixty-nine position and bury my face into her pussy. My tongue laps her clit. She grabs a hold of my pulsating cock and begins stroking it while going back and forth from taking my balls in her mouth to gently tickling the rim of my asshole with her tongue. With each pulse of excitement, I press and swirl my tongue with more pressure around her clit. She is absolutely soaked as I begin to tease around her pussy getting my tongue just close enough to watch her pussy constrict in anticipation to my touch.

“Oh, dear God! Do not stop!” she squeals while writhing her hips. I attack her pussy again. This time she grabs the back of my head and thrust my face, smothering me into her soft, warm, and now gushing treasure box.

I return to her engorged clit, and she immediately locked her thighs around my neck, grinded two or maybe three times into my mouth then pushed herself away and got up out the bed. There was an explosion in her brain... the good kind... the type that said I was in trouble… as if she was trying to figure it out.

“Enough!” Amanda chirped with an animated and excited face, trying to regain composure, as she got up and walked to the other side of the bed. She caressed my chest then maneuvered to climb up and mount me. Her pussy was soddened, and my cock slid easily deep inside of her. I felt the head of my cock glide through her rippled canal, bouncing from one ripple to the next. She placed her hands over my shoulders, her elbows locked in, and she began to ride me in a slow paraded pace. She leaned forward bringing her nipple to my mouth as she fell on my cock over and over again.

The feeling of her pussy wrapped around my cock, pulsating as she hits the base of my shaft, my mouth opens. “OHHHHHH – Fuck Yeah!” I groan around her nipple.

Slowly she keeps her pace and pattern. I couldn’t hold back any longer. “I’m so gonna…”

She straightened her posture nice and tall, gripped and released the walls of her pussy hugging my cock, milking it for every last drop. Amanda’s mouth twisted into a wry smile as she stared down at me as her hips tilt and swirl, torturing and teasing my cock inside of her giving it no time to rest and fall.

She was the one really in charge and she loved every bit of it!

Amanda loved to watch my face as she made me squirm with extra tinges of orgasm – then just as it seemed more painful than joy, she would give me mercy and release her grip and dismount as I fall in pure bliss.

We were both coated in sweat and exhausted before I spoke up. “You’re fucking amazing!”

She crawled up to me and laid her head on my chest, holding my flaccid cum coated cock in her hands. “You’re not too shabby yourself.”

A soft laugh escaped my throat. “Thanks babe. I…” Before I could utter another word Amanda scooted down and took my entire cock in her mouth expertly making me rise again. I grabbed a fistful of her hair face fucking her. Amanda’s beautiful brown eyes began tearing as her mascara ran down her face. That didn’t deter her from taking more and more of my cock in her mouth.

She rose up from cock gasping for air. “This is what Daddy likes, right? You like your little slut taking your big fat cock in her mouth?” My response was to push her back down on my cock until I reached her throat.

“You know what Daddy really likes?” I bottomed out in her throat a couple more times. “I like filling you with cum!” A river of cum flooded out of me and Amanda just swallowed and swallowed every drop! She giggled like a giddy schoolgirl showing me all of my love juice was gone then playfully shrieked, “BYEEE!” I fell back on the bed exhausted, sweaty, and exhilarated at the same time.

For the next hour or so we just talked and laughed with one another. I truly enjoyed my time with Amanda. It was more than sex. She was so easy to talk to. Any topic just flowed with us. From the most mundane to the most imaginative of conversations we just clicked.

She sighed while twisting the strands of hairs on my chest. “I wish you could stay the night.”

“Are you talking to me or my dick?”

She gave me a playful nudge. “OH, shut up.”

“I wish I could stay too, babe.” I kissed her forehead and continued, “But your husband is flying back in town tonight. Plus, I have to go to work.”

She pouted, “I know… I know… I’m just saying that’s all.”

I have to admit I was a little bummed too that I couldn’t stay.

“Babe, I have to start getting ready for work.” I gave her a quick peck on the lips. “I’ll text you tonight.”

Amanda grabbed my arm pulling me back down on the bed. “You better...or you’re not getting any more of this,” she replied as she put two fingers in her pussy then put it to my mouth.

She’s so nasty and I love it.

“So, who are you working with tonight?”

I stepped into the shower. “I’m on Dr. Robinson’s team tonight.” I turned the shower knob and the warm water felt so good hitting my skin.

Lathering myself up I continued, “The nurses’ working beside myself, I believe, are Helen, Liz, Robert, and Vicky.”

I could hear the pitter-patter of Amanda’s feet fast approaching. “Liz is working tonight? She’s usually not scheduled for Thursday night,” she said angrily. “I don’t like her, at all.”

“Babe, what’s wrong with Liz?” I looked at her confusingly through the glass door. “I know she’s a new nurse, but she picks up on things fast and she absolutely adores you.”

Amanda gave me that ‘are you stupid’ look and replied with sarcasm, “You know why I hate her.” She stepped into the shower and grabbed my cock, stroking it. “Because she wants this, mister!”

Oh, my God this woman is insatiable.

“Babe, come on.” I pleaded trying to pull away to no avail, “You know I have to hurry, and you ARE NOT helping any matters by doing this.”

Putting her finger to my lips she shushed me. “These are doctor’s orders,” she whispered like an evil seductress. With those brown doe eyes, she looked up at me. “You can stop me any time you want.” My eyes began rolling to the back of my head as she sunk to her knees taking my cock in her mouth.

Amanda’s head game was so on point there were times I would just have her do that instead of fucking. She is that good! How deep she can go, the sound she makes and the amount of spit she would produce, simply incredible. She is definitely PORN- STAR status!

I really did have hurry up so I pumped her face with a few strokes and was about to blow when she took my cock out her mouth. “I want that dirty, hot cum on my face baby.” She knew what buttons to push to get me there. I took my cock out her mouth and aimed it right at her pretty face.

“Here it comes!” I groaned staring right in her eyes. Three shots of cum all hit her right in her face. One to her forehead, one under her left eye and one shot across her nose. She rubbed it in like baby oil while the water from the shower was cascading over her. Such a beautiful sight!

While I finished toweling off and began putting my scrubs on Amanda walks over and gives me a kiss on the cheek. “Get out of here. You’re going to be late for work.”

With a sarcastic look, I kissed her and gave a quick slap to her ass. A mixture of a moan and giggle escaped her lips.

“Bye baby.”

Just as I hit the bottom of the stairs, I realized I forgot my car keys. “Fuck me!”

Why is it when people are in a rush, we always forget our keys?

Heading back up those long flight of stairs into her apartment I see Amanda still draped in a towel shaking her head and holding my keys up in the air. “You’re always forgetting these. Remember, I’m on call tonight just in case Dr. Robinson is overwhelmed and no flirting with Liz.” “OK Doc, I got you.” I gave her a final kiss and headed out the door.

As you probably figured out already, I’m a nurse, Amanda is a doctor, and we work at the same hospital. She is Dr. Amanda Brand to be exact. Great doctor but a greater friend and, as you are aware, my lover. Not so good at being a wife though. Fuck it, his lost. I know this is a lot to take in the beginning ladies and gentlemen but let me introduce myself properly.

Hello everyone, my name is James Kevin Bridgewater, RN. My friends call me Jay or JKB. I’m 39 years old, 6 feet tall 220lbs, athletic build, and coming from a mixed household. My father is from Cuba and my mother is from Jamaica. Picture Laz Alonso…. yep, that’s me.

While driving to work from Amanda’s apartment I turn the radio off just to clear my head. Have you ever driven in your car with the music off just to clear your head? I do that a lot. The only sound is the road and your car; very therapeutic.

Coming to a stop light I see this drop dead gorgeous young Latina who is probably no older than sixteen walking in front of my car. Talk about bubble butt, OMG, damn she was fine but TOTAL jailbait.

What is in the water nowadays because girls definitely didn’t look like this when I was sixteen!

But what really caught my interest was the young man just a few steps behind her who was probably no older than sixteen as well. It appeared as if he was trying to build the courage to try to talk to her. I chuckled to myself while watching this. “I used to be you kid.”

How lucky am I? I begin to think. My life could have gone into so many wrong directions over the years but with some good luck, support from family and friends and some key right choices along the way I am living the dream I’ve always envisioned for myself when I was younger. I’m single, have great friends, no kids, living in the best city in the world - NYC, making mid six figures and getting pussy like it is a Walmart sale item. Life is PERFECT.

Driving to work I think back to when I was that kid’s age and how extremely shy and awkward, I was around girls and how one man showed me the way. I have never met or had a conversation with the man, but I owe him a debt of gratitude just the same. His name is Mr. Steven St. Croix. What would Steven do is inspired by him. This is my story. Hope you enjoy!



Part 1

FINALLY, things have slowed down this shift I think while sitting down by the computer entering my notes. Working in the E.R. can be a bit hectic at times. I’m glad I ONLY do this part-time now. This shit can burn you out fast! I know, I know, I know I’m only 39 but when you worked in the E.R. for the past 10 years, multiply that by 2 in real life. Plus, I did just cum like 2 times before I came to work! I knew I should have stopped at the gas station and got that Red- Bull. God-damn you Amanda and your sweet ass! I chuckle to myself then drift off thinking about her and our latest fuck-fest.

“What are you smiling about mister?” I hear off in the distance. I turn and I see the girl Amanda warned me about. Yes, you guessed it…. Liz.

“Huh, excuse me?” I reply.

“I see you over there with a coy little smile. So, what are you thinking about?”

I continue looking at her. I’m trying to come up with a smart- ass remark but for the life of me I’m having a brain fart so I just said, “Nothing much. Just… thinking about something earlier.”

“And… what is that?” she says with a bit of flirtation with her eyebrows raised. Damn, she is persistent. Now, generally when someone keeps asking you questions like this you just tell them ‘NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS’ then keep it moving but like I told you before… PUSSY IS KING…lol.

“Well, if you must know, Ms. Nosy Pants, I was thinking about you” I said playfully. Brain-Fart over.

Liz looks at me for a second as if she is trying to figure out if I’m being serious or not. “And… what about me… were you thinking about?”

Oh man, she is making this too easy.

“If you must know. I was thinking about where you were going to take me after our shift is over. You know a brother be hungry.” I smiled and rubbed my belly.

“Is that, right? Why must I be the one to take you somewhere and not the other way around?” she said with a smirk.

Checkmate! There are often signals during flirtation when it is time to kick it up a notch… AND THAT TIME IS NOW.

I lock eyes with her. “Now that you mention it. I know the perfect place for us to go where the price is right and the ambiance is ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC. Are you game?”

She stares right back at me and smiles with her beautiful pearly white teeth. “Yes, I’m in.”

As she turned around in her chair to complete her charting, I think I saw her wink at me.

I turn around in my seat to complete what I was doing and thinking please God don’t let anyone ask for help right now because you know I can’t get up. My dick is at full mast pushing through my pants with no signs of going down anytime soon! People often say to think about sports at a time like this; here goes: LeBron James, Steph Curry, Tom Brady…. The back of my mind I’m thinking: Liz’s mouth on my cock! Putting my tongue in her pussy, putting my tongue in her ass! Oh God, PLEASE TURN OFF MY FUCKING BRAIN.

Amanda had a right to be jealous of Liz. Liz Montgomery is an absolute DIME- PIECE. Let me describe her. 24 years old, Dark- Chocolate, 5’7”, gorgeous face, a body to die for and probably the prettiest teeth I have ever seen. It’s like she baths her teeth in Crest white strips, unbelievable. Think of Tika Sumpter that fits Liz to a tee.

I look up and see Dr. Robinson walking over to the nursing station. “Great job tonight everyone. I couldn’t have done it without you guys help and I mean that.”

All the nurses turn around. Robert with his Spanish accent was the first person to speak up. “No problemo doc. We all got your back.”

Robert Mercado is the head nurse of the E.R. unit. He is top of the line when it comes to emergency room nursing and has been doing it for thirty-five years so it is probably nothing he has not seen.

Dr. Greg Robinson is one of the Resident E.R. MD’s working here tonight at St. Michaels Medical Center. Dr. Amanda Brand is the E.R. Director but she likes to have her residents learn on the fly without them having to hold her hand in a manner of speaking. Yes, my Amanda. The youngest Director in NYC. She is brilliant. She has a condition called Eidetic memory: A condition in which an individual possesses an ability to vividly recall images from memory after only a few instances of exposure.

Plain English: she remembers every fucking thing she sees! LOL.

Also, Amanda knew Robert was working tonight and would not let Dr. Robinson do anything to compromise the Emergency Department. So, when she asked me earlier who was working tonight…She knew EXACTLY who the fuck was working, she just wanted to find out if I would lie or not. Honesty… above all else is what she valued the most and that is why she gave me the blowjob in the shower. I was being a good boy.

“Thanks again everyone and have a great day. Get some sleep.” Dr. Robinson said as he walked off.

“He’s a good guy.” Helen said next to me.

“And boy does he have a FINE YOUNG ASS,” Vicky whispers so only Helen and I could hear.

Helen almost fell out her chair with laughter and squealed, “GIRL, you too much!”

“Come on Helen, don’t tell me you wouldn’t want to ride on that D -Train?” Vicky asks while gyrating on her seat in a humping motion. I look at both of them and shake my head, smiling at the same time.

Vicky gave me an inquisitive stare. “JKB, you know what I’m talking about? You know about that D- Train, right?”

“Ms. Vicky, I have NO idea what you are talking about. The only D- train I know about is the one around the corner that takes your crazy ass home.”

“MmmHmm, you know that D- Train alright enough. That’s the train you trying to put lil Ms. Liz on.” She continued to tease me. “Don’t think I didn’t see you two a few minutes ago, looking all FUCKY, FUCKY with each other.”

With a sly smile and a blush, I turned around in my chair to continue my notes. Helen got up and walked over to me then turned to Vicky. “Hush Vicky, leave JKB alone. What he and Ms. Liz do on their own free time is between them. Look, you making him blush.”

Vicky just laughed and laughed. Her laugh was like ripples in small pond after a stone was thrown in it. It radiated outward and you couldn't help but be effected by it and laugh along with her.

Helen Singletary and Victoria Edwards have been working at St. Michaels Medical Center for 25 years and are the best of friends. They have worked the same schedule and have been riding the train together to and from work for the past 22 years. You will hardly see one without the other. They are like Oprah and Gayle of nursing, besties to the end. Along with Robert, Liz and me we are one of the E.R. teams that work the night- shift. St. Michaels gets extremely busy. In NYC things are always happening, especially at night.

Robert saw us three while finishing up talking with a patient’s family member. He quickly walked over, tapped the desk and chided, “Hey, hey, hey guys, what is all this laughing about? Finish up your work so you can clock out. You know Human Resources is on the nursing department about clocking in and out on time and I don’t want my ass getting chewed out again by the Director. You see I don’t have any ass left!”

We all looked at Robert and nodded. I gave him a salute and chuckled, “Aye, aye Captain!”

Robert gave me a half-smile then mumbled something in Spanish and walked away.

“Hey, Robert?” I called out to him. He turned back around giving me a nod of wassup?

“The Director didn’t chew your entire ass away. You still got some ass left back there.”

His face was priceless. He looked as if he wanted to laugh but…beat my ass at the same time. He glanced around to see if anyone was watching and put his middle finger up then proceeded to walk off.

A laugh bubbled from Helen, Vicky and me.

“Boy, you talk about I’m crazy. You INSANE!” Vicky declared.

“You’ve been hanging around with us for far too long!” Helen added.

“You’re probably right.” I replied with a grin. “Let’s finish up and get the hell out of here.”

Heading toward my locker I usually check to see if I forgot anything such as my stethoscope, pens, wallet and phone…. OH SHIT, my phone! I did tell Amanda I was going to text her and like I said before she has that condition where SHE REMEMBERS EVERY FUCKING THING! I totally forgot because it was such a fucking crazy night. Gunshot wounds, heart attacks, strokes and the typical drug addicts trying to get pain medications. You can definitely lose track of time.

I glance down at my phone… GREAT… five text messages from guess who? You got it; Dr. Brand herself. Oooh, picture mail. I open it up... oh yeah, pussy pics! Amanda is such a dirty bitch (Ladies, I mean that in the most respectful way possible). I love the way she is! One pic had her completely shaven pussy spread open by her two fingers with the caption: Don’t you want to put your tongue in this!

Another pic she had two of her fingers in her pussy with the caption: This is not enough. I need Daddy’s dick in me.

I’m looking at the pics and looking around to see if anyone is close by me when all of a sudden, I get a poke in my side that startles me. “Are you ready, hot stuff?”

I flinched a little startled and turned around quickly.

“I’m sorry James." Liz said with an apologetic tone. "I didn't mean to scare you.”

“Oh, that's ok, Liz. I was just going through some emails and I was not paying attention.”

“This is twice you have done that today to me. I did call your name out before I poked you. Are you ok?”

Yeah, Liz I’m fine, I just have Dr. Brand sending me pics of her pussy and it kind of distracted me but are you ready for breakfast? LOL

“Yes ma’am. You have my undivided attention. It was just some bills I was about to pay off. Sometimes I just forget the dates of when they are do.”

Good save, Nurse Bridgewater, good save indeed.

“Let me just get my backpack from the locker room then we are on our way,” I smiled.

Liz smiled back; boy, does she have a great smile! “O.k. I’ll wait right here.”

While in the locker room I sent a quick text to Angela: Sorry sexy, but we were swamped here tonight. And YES, daddy wants his tongue and dick in that pussy of yours but you know what I really want but your ASS is just too scared to try… no pun intended…. you know what, pun was intended… lol… miss you... You coming over tonight?

Just as Liz and I are heading toward the elevator I see Helen and Vicky walking in the same direction.

Like I said you don’t see one without the other nearby.

“This was a long, crazy night. The struggle is REAL.” Helen groaned.

“YES, it was,” Liz conceded.

“I just can’t wait to get on that D- Train, right Liz?” Vicky asked with a shit-eating grin.

Liz looked puzzled. “D- Train?”

Helen coughed and spit out some of the coffee she was drinking then jabbed Vicky in the side. I quickly gave her the evil eye. Vicky looked at us both and gave a shrug as if she didn’t do anything wrong. “Ahem, don’t you take the D train home just like us?” Vicky added.

Nice save Vicky, nice fucking save. SMH.

“Oh, no I take the B Train. I live in Brooklyn.”

“REALLY, Brooklyn!” Helen and Vicky echoed. I side-eyed Liz with an eye brow raised.

Liz gave all three of us a once over and laughed and continued, “YES, Brooklyn. You Manhattanites always have something against people not from this borough. YOU KNOW there is a WHOLE other world outside of Manhattan?”

Helen, Vicky and I gave each other a questionable look then back at Liz and said in unison, “GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE?”

While laughing I joked, “I assumed anything after 145th street was just a wasteland.”

We all continued to burst out into laughter and Liz playfully rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at me. I thought to myself she is definitely a keeper. We finally made it to the lobby of the hospital. Vicky and Helen said their goodbyes with Vicky giving me a final look and a wink. I just shook my head and waved her off with my hand; I don’t think Liz caught our interaction. As the elevator closed to bring us to the garage area, she turned to me and said, “I like working with those two. They are great nurses and they are fun to be around.”

“Yeah, I’ve been working with them for the past five years. They’re like family. I love them.”

“Aww, you’re so sweet.”

I looked at her and playfully mocked her expression as the elevator opened. “Let’s go.”

We walked up to the passenger side of my jeep. Just as I was about to open the door for Liz she said with excitement, “Nice car Jay!”

“Thanks Liz, I saved up my pennies for this bad boy.”

Like I said previously; I’m a single man living in the world’s greatest city. Of course, I have a nice car. Like every man, I LOVE MY CAR and am not ashamed to admit it. Let’s take a time out so I can describe it. 2020 Jeep Wrangler Unlimited Sport, Pearl white exterior and Black interior, big wheel tires with chrome accents, tricked out with the latest gadgets and a privacy window for…you know…LMAO.

While driving on the West Side Highway Liz and I chatted about a lot of things. We talked about sports; her favorite team is the New York Knicks, her favorite movies which for some odd reason was Aladdin (the original cartoon. Not the remake.) She found out some things about me such as where I grew up and my favorite movie in which she almost died laughing when I told her it was The Sound of Music (don’t hate, it is a GREAT movie). We also talked about work and how she was so happy to be part of the E.R. team. As we were talking, she then realized we were leaving Manhattan then she turned to me and questioned, “Uh, Jay where are we going?”

“I told you I know the best place in town but it is New Rochelle; are you ok with that?”

As she sat there without saying a word I continued, “Just give me a slow yes instead of a quick no.”

Her eyes lit up and she blurted out, “YEESS.”

We continued talking about nothing really but just stuff. It was nice conversing with Liz; she just had such a bubbly personality and like I said before her smile was just infectious and could brighten anyone’s day.

We arrived at our destination; New Rochelle, NY. As I parked, I could sense a little trepidation on from Liz. I got out the car and hurried over to the passenger’s side door to open it. Liz looked at me and asked softly, “Jay… where are we?”

“We are at my place. I’m going to cook us breakfast.”

“I dunno Jay, I wasn’t expecting… this.”

We locked eyes and I held my hand out and plead, “Do you trust me?”

She seemed taken aback from my question. “What did you say?”

“Do you trust me?” I echoed with my hand still extended to her.

If you saw the movie Aladdin, you will understand the reference.

A slow smile worked its way across her face and into her eyes. “Yes – I do trust you.”

Liz grabbed my hand and we proceeded to my building hand in hand. “Don’t think I didn’t notice what you just did. You cheeky little bastard,” she jokingly said as she nudged me.

“My lady, I haven’t the faintest idea what you are referring to.” I kissed the back of her hand. “I’m hungry. Let’s get some grub.”

Arriving at my apartment I took Liz’s coat and put it in the closet.

To say the least, Liz was impressed. “I never imagined your place to look like this!”

“Hmmm. I see. You thought single man, bachelor pad, pig sty… right?”

“You DAMN right” Liz conceded. “But you proved me wrong. This is quite NICE. You have good taste.”

I laughed, “Why the hell do you think you are here? I just don’t bring just anyone to my apartment.”

Liz raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, yeah, yeah… I bet you say that to ALL the girls.”

Now, let me explain my apartment. Just like my car I take great pride in it. This apartment has landed the deal for me getting pussy SOOOO many times. They say cleanliness is next to Godliness. I say cleanliness leads to PANTIES DROPPINGNESS!!! LOL. As you are aware I live in New Rochelle, NY. Not too far from the city but far enough from the craziness the city can provide. Plus, you get more bang for your buck the further away from Manhattan you go. My apartment is 2 bedrooms- 1.5 baths, GORGEOUS Granite Kitchen with an Island and Stainless-Steel Appliances and complete with hardwood floors. All for the price of $2900 month. YES, that is a lot but a nigga likes what a nigga likes. I had my mother interior decorate for me and let’s just say without going to any further detail, the place is immaculate.

As she began to walk through the hall to the living room I walked up behind her ever so slightly, put my hand on her shoulder, whispered in her ear, “Nope,” then gave her a lingering kiss on the cheek in which she did not back away from.

Liz turned around and look up at me with those beautiful brown eyes. I had such an urge to kiss her right then and there but I decided against it.

“Make yourself more comfortable I’m going to get breakfast ready.” Liz nodded. “I’m making French toast.”

“French toast! I must have done something right to get such treatment.” Liz teased. She began looking at some of the artwork I had displayed in the living room then asked where she can go freshen up.

While getting the Brioche bread from the pantry Liz came out of the bathroom and smiles. “I never had a man cook for me before. I have to take full advantage of this.”

Being me, my mind is always in the gutter, I reply, “You can take advantage of me anyway or anytime you want.”

“Oh, REALLY?” Liz bubbled. I gave her wink for acknowledgement. “We’ll just see about that, smooth talker.”

While cooking, Liz and I continued having casual conversation about work and where she saw herself in five years, etc. There was no denying our chemistry and we talked like we known each other for years. We didn’t realize the time had passed so fast while were eating and talking it was almost noon. I didn’t even check my phone in all this time... oh, shit my phone. Amanda! FUCK.

“Excuse me, Liz. I have to go to the bathroom. Will be right back.”

She gave me a warm smile. “Ok. Take your time.”

I quickly get to the bathroom and pull out my phone. Three messages from Angela: 1st is a picture message of her two fingers in her asshole with the caption- Is this what Daddy wants? You can have it tonight when I come over.

Second message- I should be by your house about nine o’clock if nothing unforeseen happens.

Third message- Babe, I’m sorry but Richard has a business dinner and he wants me to accompany him this evening. I will try to leave as soon as I can LOVE YOU.

I quickly text her back: Babe, don’t worry about it. I understand. Go have dinner with your husband and his colleagues. Just make sure you are not wearing any panties tonight. You know how Daddy likes his little slut. Love you too.

Now, you may be wondering…… LOVE YOU? Let’s be clear. I’m not one of those people who are hung up on the LOVE word. I say it just like someone would say good morning or good night. Amanda knows how I feel about her and I know how she feels about me. We are friends first and foremost but we also have amazing sex. So, we sprinkle in a LOVE YOU now and again. No big deal.

I put my phone back in my pocket and head back out to Liz who I find sitting on the sofa smiling back at me. “Are you one of those people who eats and then shits right afterward?”

I mockingly laugh, point at her and respond, “Someone is REALLY funny.”

Liz mimics someone who looks astonished and mouths “Who ME?”

I plop right down next to her and poke her in her side in which she giggles and I continue with faint protest as I roll my eyes, “YES, you. I make you a nice breakfast and you insult my bowels like that. Why, I never….”

She looks at me and just busts out laughing, “Jay, YOU ARE JUST TOO MUCH.”

We both start laughing.

After the laughter died down, we just stared at one another. She had a warmth and softness to her that radiated. It was the look of a person with a good soul.

There is that awkward silence that usually follows of what to do next? This is a pivotal time. We can make it a great end to a great start, a good end or it can completely CRASH AND BURN... Choose Wisely.

“Well, Jay I guess…” Liz began.

I interrupt her.

“Liz, come here.” I softly said.

“I don’t know,” she answered.

I moved a little closer to her and held out my hand and repeated, “Liz, come here.”

She scooted over and grabbed my hand.

Now we are face to face. “I’ve been wanted to do something for at least the past few weeks but I have not been able to build the courage to do until now.”

Total and complete bullshit on my part but fuck it. It works! LMAO.

“Jay, I don’t know if we should…” Liz started.

I interrupted again but this time it was with a quick kiss. Her lips felt soft and full. Afterwards, Liz and I just stared in each other’s eyes for a brief moment but it seemed much longer than that. “Sorry Liz but I had….” I began. Liz with one quick motion pushed me back onto the couch, got on top of me and started kissing me.

Now with the first kissing session I have with a woman it is a feeling out period. You just don’t want to put your tongue down her throat. A little tongue action just to see how she reacts. That is how I approach all females and this is how I dealt with Liz.

It was soft moist kissing, some sucking on her bottom lip and I gave her a little tongue in which she accepted all while squeezing that delicious ass she has. I could feel the heat raise up in-between her legs as she was grinding on top of me which in turn was giving me a raging hard-on!

“Is that for me?” Liz panted while kissing me.

“Why don’t you take a look and see if he wants to come out and play.”

She smirked as she reached down between my legs and grabbed my cock over my pants. “You’re a BAD BOY Mr. Bridgewater. What kind of game does he want to play?”

“It’s better that I show you.” I picked her up as she wrapped her legs around me and headed to the master bathroom.

Now, I don’t know about you but working a 12-hour shift in the E.R. then heading home with a girl to eat breakfast which is immediately followed by sex MUST include a shower of some sort! I’m NASTY but not that DAMN nasty!

I knew Liz had a great body but DAMN! I didn’t know she was hiding that. Just goes to show you never know what you have until you unwrap it. All I could do was just stare as she took her scrubs off in front of me. She looked up at me while taking her pants off and just smiled and giggled, “Are you just going to stare or are you going to take off your clothes too?”

“Sorry babe, sorry but I just have to say DAMN! I didn’t know you were hiding ALL that!”

Like I said Liz looked like Tika Sumpter, Google her and you’ll say DAMN too.

Stepping into the walk-in-shower the warm water hits us as we kiss and lather each other up with soap. We take turns washing each other’s bodies with me taking my time to explore every curve and with me paying special attention to her pussy. She quivered and grabbed onto me a few times as I ran my fingers between her pussy lips touching her ever so delicately. I was touching her like she was FINE- CHINA. Damn, this girl is incredible.

She begins to lather up her hands with soap, stares down and sees my cock standing at full attention then joked, “I see someone is alert and oriented.”

“You know it; dick is reactive to touch and stimulation, Nurse Montgomery,” I continued, “How should we proceed?”

While slowly stroking my cock, and looking up at me Liz teased, “Well… I don’t know. I think this patient needs a further look. Mouth to dick resuscitation might be necessary. Let me examine further.”

With that, she eased her way down to my dick and what she did afterwards was probably one of the most amazing things I have ever seen in my life. She took my cock in her mouth, without touching it with her hands, and slowly swallowed and swallowed and swallowed until she hit the base. What got me almost to cum immediately was while my entire dick was in her mouth, basically in her throat; she stuck her tongue out and licked my balls!

You know how Oprah talks about having an A’HA moment. That is what the fuck I had. Looking at her in amazement my eyes were about to tear and not just because the water was hitting me in the face!

I quickly took my dick out of her mouth and stood her up as the water was pouring over us. “You’re not messing around?”

She smiled devilishly and answered, “I felt a pulse. I believe I revived my patient.”

All I could do was nod my head in agreement. I kissed her deeply.

Have you ever wanted someone so badly that you just wanted to devour them? That’s how I felt at that moment with Liz. Breaking off the kiss I whisper in her ear “I’m still hungry.”

I turn her around quickly to face the wall of the shower, bend her over a little and I get down on my knees. I squeeze her butt and then spread her ass cheeks apart very slow and soft. Liz looks back at me moaning while I’m doing this then all of sudden shrieks with pleasure when she feels my tongue lapping up her pussy. I’m in HEAVEN. She tastes SO amazing. She starts holding the back of my head and grinding on my face. If I could put my entire head in her pussy I would; I was so intoxicated by this woman!

“You’re eating my pussy so GOOOD! You’re eating my pussy so GOOOD! Eat that pussy baby!” Liz panted and screamed.

Taking a quick breather from being buried inside of her I could see her pussy pulsating. “Oh, baby please don’t stop. I want some more!” Liz cried out.

I proceeded to dart my tongue in and out of her giving her a good tongue fucking! “I’M GOING TO CUM… OH MY FUCKING GOSH… I’M GOING TO CUM!”

I’m not lying when I say she tasted like Strawberry- Banana yogurt when she cums. Need to bottle that shit up and sell it to the masses!

I stood up behind and grabbed a hold of her because her legs were buckling a little bit from her orgasm.

“Are you OK babe?” I asked concerned.

Liz looked back at me with a grin and panting, “I’m…. a lot of things…. right now... and… OK is not how I would…. describe it.”

She turned around and we passionately kissed again. After drying off we headed to the bedroom. With Liz, I didn’t want to just fuck her fast and hard. There would be time for that later on. I wanted to relish every minute of this.

The first fuck is key, especially if you ever want to fuck again. Guys can lose the pussy really quick if you don’t do this right. Women can forgive a lot of things such as performance anxiety, condom issues etc. BUT a HORRIBLE first fuck they WILL NOT. I’ve been there…Trust a brother when I say DO IT RIGHT the first time.

I laid Liz on the bed nice and slow then walked over to my night stand and got my phone. “Jay, don’t take any pictures. I’m not that kind of girl,” Liz cried as she covered up.

I shook my head and smiled “Liz, I’m not taking any pictures babe, I’m just setting the mood.” And with that I hit my playlist on my phone which was connected to my speaker system. I fucking love technology. This playlist I chose are songs are especially made for FUCKING:

(1) Trey Songz (he’s the fucking man): Slow Motion, Touchin- Lovin, Na-Na, and Can’t Be Friends. (2) Selena Gomez: Good for You. (3) Robin Thicke: Lost Without You. (4) Zayn: Pillow Talk. I have it so it is in a shuffle loop. If you not having good sex while these songs are playing, then you not doing it right.

I put the phone down and turned and looked at Liz laying on the bed. A woman could not look more ravishing than her, I thought. Slowly making my way up to her we kissed.

She broke from the kiss and whispered with eagerness, “I want you inside of me Jay.”

Ever so slowly I eased my dick inside of her. I wanted to savor every inch I put in (plus, I didn’t want to cum too fast because new pussy be making a brother cum quick, especially when your eager…. Ladies and gentleman YOU KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I’M TALKING ‘BOUT).

I especially love the expression on a woman’s face when you enter initially and Liz was no exception. The half open mouth while taking a deep breath in and looking me right in the eyes is PRICELESS. As I got all of my cock in is when she finally took a breath and then we kissed again. To say she felt amazing is an understatement. She felt as if her pussy was molded for me. We were in tune with each other as we moved to the music that was playing. With every pump, she would moan and I would steadily increase the pace but to not got to fast just so I can still maintain control of myself. I got up in a squatting position so I was directly above Liz so when I moved downward, she could get all of my dick. Oh, my god she was so wet.

“Fuck me. Fuck me baby!” she shrieked.

That was all I needed to hear. While Trey Songz: Na- Na was playing, I would give half of my dick for a few strokes then mix it up and give her all of it which made her yelp with pleasure.

“Oh Jay, I’m cumming baby, I’m cumming!” Liz whimpered while shaking a little.

“Squeeze my dick baby and cum for me. Milk my dick for my cum. Milk it!” I ordered.

Afterwards, with every pump I could see her juices coating my dick and that visual alone put me over the edge. “Do you want my cum baby? Do you need it?” I said with vigor.

“Yes! Yes! Give it to meeee!” Liz shouted. It felt as if I unloaded a gallon of cum into Liz but I still was pumping in and out of her. Definitely, one of the most intense sex sessions I have ever had. I finally pulled out when my dick went limp then I laid on top of her. Staring at each other and smiling as we were glistening with sweat from our encounter all I could think was how spectacular Liz looked at this moment. It was as if she was glowing; that Bruce Leroy glow (I know you guys get that reference! If not, look up The Last Dragon).

She smiled that radiant smile she has, kissed me and asked, “You are aware that is only round one, right?”

I looked at her with a puzzled look. “Well… I figured….”

She started giggling.

“You little devil!” I joked as I tickled her in her sides. We tossed and turned in the bed play- fighting and laughing with one another. We did eventually go to sleep but woke up periodically during the day to get a little sex in. Either she would wake me up with a blowjob or I would wake her up by fingering her or eating her pussy. I’ll probably say it was three or four more times we had sex that day. It was a hell of a breakfast!

I woke up at ten o’clock with a big yawn. Boy, did I feel good. I look down and I see the reason for my joy – Liz. She is laying on my chest sleeping quiet and peacefully. I get out the bed ever so quietly to try and not wake her. I grab my phone, go to my closet to put on my flannel pajama pants and head to the bathroom to brush my teeth. While brushing my teeth, I check my phone and I get a few messages from my boys on meeting up for drinks this weekend; texts from other women asking when we are getting together again. At the bottom of the message board, I see four texts from Angela and I open it:

First message is a selfie of herself in front of a mirror, damn she is looking good, with the caption- I’m thinking about you. Do you like?

Second message: I’m not wearing any panties like Daddy insisted. My pussy is so wet right now.

Third message: I am totally bored and I’m trying to get out of here. What are you doing now?

Fourth message: I’m about to leave. Can I come over?

I look at the time stamp 9:30pm.

I quickly text her: Hey babe… sorry for the late response but I was exhausted and I just woke up now. It was a hectic day last night and I think I’m just going to grab a bite to eat and head back to bed. Can we meet up tomorrow afternoon after I finish with my doctor’s appointment? I will pick you up. I have a surprise for you!

I put the phone down and finish up brushing my teeth and no sooner I hear the message chime:

Amanda: Goodie! You know I love surprises! Plus, I need you to have full energy for me because I miss my Daddy.

Me: and Daddy misses you too. How wet is your pussy right now?

Amanda: Don’t start something you can’t finish because you know I will come over and show you in person.

Me: lol…ok ok ok I got you Doc. See you tomorrow babe and wear something sexy and remember… NO PANTIES.

Angela: whatever daddy wants… see you tomorrow.

Yes! I dodged a major fucking bullet on that one because I did not want to see what would have happened if Angela showed up at my front door and Liz being there. Shit would have gone DOWN.

Damn I’m hungry let me go make some food I think to myself. Looking in the fridge I just stare into it hoping something pops in my head of what to make. I see a rotisserie chicken I recently purchased and some left over Chinese vegetable fried rice. Chicken Stir Fry. I open my phone; connect it to my living room speakers and put on some Pandora music. One of my favorite songs comes on Ed Sheeran’s: Shape of You. As I heat up my cast iron skillet I start singing and dancing along to the song until I feel someone grab me from behind rubbing my chest and swaying alongside me. I turn around and I see Liz wearing one of my button-down white shirts. This woman is FINE with whatever she is wearing and this was NO EXCEPTION.

“Sorry to wake you, babe. I was just cooking us some food and I love this song.”

“It’s ok hot stuff,” Liz replied as she had her arms wrapped around my neck and smiled. She continued, “The smell of the food woke me up but you singing and dancing is a bonus; plus, I LOVE this song too.”

Liz looked down at the pan and asked, “What you making?”

“Trying to make some chicken stir fry.” I put the heat on medium then turned back to Liz, twirled her around then started dancing and singing along with the song:

I'm in love with the shape of you

We push and pull like a magnet do

Although my heart is falling too

I'm in love with your bod

And last night you were in my room

And now my bedsheets smell like you

Every day discovering something brand new

I'm in love with your body

Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I

I'm in love with your body

Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I

I'm in love with your body

Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I

I'm in love with your body

Every day discovering something brand new

I'm in love with the shape of you

Liz just smiled that perfectly beautiful smile and laughed then sang back to me:

Come on, be my baby, come on

Come on, be my baby, come on

Come on, be my baby, come on

Come on, be my baby, come on

Come on, be my baby, come on

Come on, be my baby, come on

Come on, be my baby, come on

Come on, be my baby, come on

We hugged and kissed after that. This turned out to be a perfect first date. Nothing awkward. Just two people who really enjoyed each other’s company and have a great connection. I finished plating both of our foods and walked into the living room and handed a plate to Liz. As I was sitting down, I see her staring at me. “Is there something on my face or in my nose?”

She shakes her head and replies “Nope” I was about to start eating but she was still staring at me and I look at her and asked, “Ms. Montgomery, what is on your mind?”

She gave me a sly grin and responded, “I was just wondering what you are hungry for?” As she said that she slowly opened her legs showing me EXACTLY what was on the menu.

I LOVE MY LIFE.

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