Crescent City Secrets - Chapters 3&4 - Sex Stories

Crescent City Secrets - Chapters 3&4

This is a reposting of my erotic fiction novel, Crescent City Secrets. I have written 3 non-fiction books about my own personal sexual adventures, but I feel like New Orleans is a city full of sex and sensuality and I wanted to tell some stories that didn't have to do with me. I'll be posting the entire book here to Xhamster. I hope you like it. If you want to read more of my work, look for details on my profile. XO - Kate Crescent City Secrets by Kate RousseauChapter 3 The next morning, Haley found herself up early in the morning. She left Andrew sl**ping soundly in their big white King sized bed. She threw on some shorts and a tank top and went out onto her porch. The morning air was already warm and humid. Haden could feel Spring turning into Summer already. She grabbed a pitcher and began watering the array of plants she had on their porch. As the soft air began to soak into her skin, she realized that the weather was an integral part of this new city. It felt intimate and friendly and the smell was comforting. An older Lincoln drove around the loop heading out and Haden waved at the Cornings. They were an elderly retired couple that lived on the other side of Penny. Mr. Corning always made Haden smile because he reminded her so much of Morgan Freeman. He even sounded like him. The Cornings waved as they drove past. Not a minute later, she saw Penny coming over to her yard. She was carrying a thermos and wearing an enormous pink bathrobe and flip flops. A cigarette ...

... dangled from her mouth. Without her heavy makeup, Haden was surprised to see a rather plain looking woman underneath. Only her bright green eyes looked familiar. “Hey hon!” Penny called out through the unlit Parliament. “Morning, Penny.” Haden stopped watering her plants to greet her neighbor. “I brought us a little something.” She passed the thermos to Haden. “Grab a couple of mugs.” Haden took the thermos in and came back with two steaming mugs. It smelled like coffee, but something about it seemed peculiar. “It's coffee with chicory. And whiskey. And a little vanilla.” “Is it some sort of local tradition?” Haden sniffed at it. It wasn't very pleasing. Penny laughed. “God no. Not outside of my house anyway. But trust me, it grows on you.” She took a swig. “How are you? Starting to feel settled in? Andy came home yesterday, didn't he?” Haden laughed and nodded. Her first instinct was to feel slightly violated that Penny was already up on the comings and goings of Andrew, but she let it go. Penny was just being friendly. “I'm getting there. I think Andrew still feels like this is some sort of vacation. I'm...working on it.” Penny ignored the expensive chairs sitting on the porch and instead sat down on the stairs. “New Orleans is a b**st of a city, hon. But give it time. It can be overwhelming at first. Especially for folks who haven't experienced the South. But trust me when I say that this city will get deeper inside you than this coffee.” She held up her mug. They chatted about ...