My Dirty Secrets 3.2 - Sex Stories

My Dirty Secrets 3.2

"Liss, is that your phone?" Jules asked with her eyes still closed and her arm around me.

"Huh?" I replied, barely able to see from the eye makeup I had failed to take off the night before.

"Your phone is buzzing, or my vibrator is about to attack us. Either way, I don't care. Just make it stop," she said, stifling a chuckle at her own early-morning humor.

"Shit, what time is it?" I said, frantically searching for my phone.

"Jules, let's go!" I panicked, trying to sort out where I'd put my scrubs.

"Relax, girl, we don't work today, remember?" Jules groaned, rolling back over in bed.

"No, but the part of the plan where we don't tell Nick about the 'secret vacation' is about to go sideways unless you get me to my car!" I was hopping around trying to put my scrub pants on when Jules slapped my ass as she got out of bed.

"Julia, I swear!" I laughed.

"So, you know, I was hoping for a vibrator attack. you see, my drunk friend kicked my only chance at sex out last night." Jules mused sarcastically on her way to the bathroom.

I was a hot mess as I tried to make my hair look like I had not done what I'd done. Standing at the hall mirror, I was getting ready for work just to go home and undo everything I'd just finished.

"Let's gooo!" I pressed as Jules slowly wandered back to her bedroom to put her pants on.

My phone started to buzz again, and it was Nick.

"Hey there," I answered.

"Hey, babe, are you still at work?" Nick asked.

"Yeah, we ...

... got swamped last night, so I've been catching up," I lied through my teeth.

"You doing okay?" Nick asked, sounding a little off.

"Yeah, I'll be home shortly. I need to finish up." I lied again while motioning for Jules to hurry her ass up.

"Looks like we're going to get called off. I'll swing by the hospital, and we can eat some breakfast before you go to bed; how does that sound?" he asked, trying to be sweet.

Well, honey, it sounds like a fucking horrible idea, I thought to myself.

"No, that, that's okay. I'm going to be out of here pretty quickly. Um, no, I'll grab something on my way home." I replied.

"Okay, I'll see you when I get home. I love you."

"Love you," I said as I hung up.

I grabbed my backpack and a wet paper towel to try and fix my makeup in the car. Besides some mascara and lip gloss, I never wore makeup to work, so I needed to look like I'd been dealing with sick people and not being one. Jules drove like she was on fire. We were making good time getting back to my car.

"Do I look like I about puked on a guy's dick last night?" I laughed nervously.

Jules just laughed as she licked her finger to rub mascara off my cheek.

"Julia, that's gross," I said, licking my finger and wiping it on her cheek, laughing.

As she pulled up to my car, I felt like I was about to lose the contents of my stomach again. Only this time, I was at work. People I knew who were showing up for their shifts. I wasn't about to have that be the topic of ...