Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... untying her apron before she even made it to the end of the counter. She grabbed her purse and went through the kitchen to the back door of the diner to step outside and take a seat on the steps beside the loading dock. Yvonne pulled out a leather cigarette purse and drew out a Virginia Slim and a lighter. One long draw after lighting up and she seemed to melt with the release of tension in her shoulders and neck.

Yvonne Louise Anderson, twice married, twice divorced and weary but wise beyond her years, was tired. Tired of so much bullshit and grab ass from so many men that she encountered almost daily before moving here to Helton Missouri. Mostly, she moved to get away from her last ex-husband if she were honest about it. But even before that, she knew she as much, if not more, liked the company of other women far more than she liked men. What was hard, though, was finding other women with the same likes and desires. She’d only met a few and even those relationships didn’t seem to last very long. Often, she thought to herself, it was because she tried to go too fast. She needed to be patient, to let things develop and grow between her and whoever she took a liking to in the future.

There was a bit of a lull later, other than keeping the endless coffees flowing, Deeny and Yvonne were chatting with the various customers when a familiar face walked in. Well, familiar to the locals anyway. The perpetual dazzling toothy grin and the bright blue eyes that seemed to take in ...

... everything but most notable at first glance would but the unruly head of bright red, almost orange hair. Anthony Leroy Cambrick, the newest member of the County Sheriff’s department. Cam to his friends and he seemed to think most everyone was his friend.

Cam had been the star quarterback in high school, just six years earlier. He had had the pick of all the girls in school it seemed but he had always taken a shine to Deeny who was two years his junior. She was his date for Cam’s Senior prom in fact. Seeing him, and that smile just made parts of Deeny tingle. With a snarky grin she walked down the counter to where he had just taken a stool.

“Hey hotshot… how’s things in the Sheriff’s office?” Deeny quipped as she took a towel and wiped the counter in front of Cam.

“Running me ragged today, wait, what day is this? I’ve been up so long I forgot.” Cam said with his perpetual smile even as he ran both hands down his face while stifling a yawn.

Now that she was closer to him, Deeny could see that Cam’s eyes looked tired, and she wondered why that was. Cam was only a rookie deputy on the Sheriff’s department. But then again, she guessed he would get stuck with a lot of busy work and shit jobs because of his lack of seniority in the department.

“You look tired Cam, what’s up?” Deeny said in a softer more concerned voice so as not to be overheard by the other patrons at the diner.

As she poured him a steaming cup of black coffee, Cam looked tiredly into her eyes, then ...