Lovers and Friends - Sex Stories

Lovers and Friends

... dwarfed her, but she had a nice little package going on. She had long, glossy brown hair and dark skin with big brown eyes. I don’t think the skin was naturally dark, but she had a nice tan. We pulled up at the emergency room and helped each other in. My leg hurt like hell and she told me her arm did too. It was a small emergency room so we didn’t have to wait long. Cortney was eighteen so we didn’t have any trouble getting her treated. She called her mom and told her what had happened. She told her that she was fine and I was taking care of her. She wanted to take off work and come down but Courtney told her she was fine and would see her when she got home from work. They put us in beds that were separated by a curtain and I heard her tell the nurse that she wanted to be able to see me. The nurse asked her if she was sure and she was. When they took the curtain back she smiled over at me. “Hi,” she said. “I think we’re neighbors.” I laughed. “Tell me about Courtney while we wait to be tortured,” I said. She told me she was a senior, she went to the career center half the day for nursing and she wanted to be a Physician’s Assistant. She was good at the pole vault, but not good enough to make state last year. She had a boyfriend, but didn’t know if she was going to keep him. She was the president of her class and planned to go to the local junior college when she graduated in two months. She asked me what I did and I told her I was a writer. She asked me if what kind of ...

... writing I did. I told her that I had published three fiction books. It turned out that she had read two of them, but since I write under a pen name she didn’t know it was me. I told her I also wrote erotic fiction, mostly for my own amusement, but several of my stories were online. She was very intrigued about that. I gave her the website where I keep them and she told me she was going to read them. “They’re very explicit,” I warned her. “You may be shocked.” “I like being shocked,” she said. We didn’t talk any more about that because the doctor came in and looked us over. We both got several anesthetic shots and they probed around, trying to clean the puncture wounds. We both got stitches and they cut us loose with prescriptions for pain medication, antibiotics and steroids. I kidded her about performance enhancing drugs and she laughed. She could get around a lot better than me since her damage was on her arm and she let me lean on her on the way to the car. Luckily, it was my left leg so I could drive. It was six thirty by the time we got out and I asked her if she wanted to grab a burger. She did, but she didn’t have any money with her. I told her it was on me since she got bit on my sidewalk. That made her laugh and she agreed. We talked girl stuff while we ate. She asked me if I was married or had a boyfriend. I told her I didn’t really have a boyfriend. I had a couple of fuck buddies. One was a man and one was a woman. She looked a little shocked at that, but she didn’t say ...