A New Day, A New You part 11 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 11

... shower nozzle off at the pain of water on forming bruise violence. I take my time and get used to it before pulling on loose clothes and settling in for a decent rest. I’d like to say I got a great night of sleep, woke up and had a great breakfast, then proceeded to meet a great woman and let her screw me senseless as a reward for not beating three men to death last night but I can’t. I wake up in pain later than I usually would like to get up and find I have messages. Richard is asking me if I’m alright and hopes I’m healing up, oh and that Dia says hi. I have a message from Caitlin that Robin went over to her place late last night freaking out and she wants to know if I’m ready for some one on one time with her. Caitlin the one person I can count on to be honest with me about everything. But the biggest one is from Jamal; he wants to meet and tells me to contact him as soon as I get this. I ask him what’s up and he wants to know if I can meet him for lunch since it’s about eleven. I change into something easy to get in and out of, shorts and a t shirt and head off to the location Jamal gave me. The drive takes a bit and I find myself at a hotel restaurant and I’m the only one here. I give my name to the man at the podium and find out that we have reservations and my name is listed, it’s nice actually considering I’m usually the one inviting and paying. I’m there for a bit and have a menu when Jamal sits down and smiles at me lightly. “Geez what happened to you,” Jamal asks ...

... and I smile. “People fucked with me man, I gave them the chance to be men and they declined,” I keep it basic as I explain. “Well damn man. Kind of makes me feel bad for bringing you out here today,” Jamal says a little off. “Okay well it’s nice to get the invite,” I reply with a smile. We sit and I see him looking around like something is supposed to happen or like he’s waiting for something. I don’t really know what to expect but I put down the menu since we’re not ordering and just stare at Jamal, he tries to ignore me until I clear my throat and he sets his menu down. “Alright man I’m sorry. I set you up but it’s not something bad but she offered me money and a meal,” Jamal begins and I give him a look,” I swear it’s not a bad thing.” “She offered you money and a meal, what the hell are you my pimp,” I ask chuckling. “No she just needed to meet with you, she’s been looking for you for a little bit now,” He says and now I’m confused but intrigued. I hold my hands up on the table waiting for some sort of reveal when I see her and smile a little; it’s not a bad surprise. The woman I danced with during spring break, I have no clue what her name is but she looks great. She’s still mid forties with some silver in her black hair but this time she’s wearing a women’s pant suit in brown with a cream blouse underneath. She’s got what I can only assume is her secretary with her, a cute brunette who’s dress reminds me why we have librarian porn. Both take a seat with my mystery woman ...