Crescent City Secrets - Chapters 11&12 - Sex Stories

Crescent City Secrets - Chapters 11&12

... though, things were different. Haden found herself missing Andrew's presence in bed, his warmth, his breathing. She tossed and turned. Dreams of gloryholes and strip clubs mixed with images of her s****r and father scolding her, of dark times in college, of fighting with Andrew. Twice, she awoke in a sweat with the sheets pushed to the floor. The next day was spent doing office work mixed with house chores. She took a little time for a quick swim, but it was really humid outside and she found herself holing up with the safety of her air conditioner. In the evening, she ate some leftovers in front of the television and wondered if she should get out of the house. But inertia set in and before long she gave up on the idea and settled for breaking out her dildo and vibrator again. After pleasuring herself twice, she threw on some sweats and a t-shirt and decided to get some fresh air. It was late, almost midnight. Haden took her wine glass with her and sat down on the steps. Penny's bedroom light was on and she wondered what she and Bell were doing. Then voices caught her attention. It was a couple parked in front of the Brun's house. They were leaning up against a car, talking in excited whispers. Haden thought they were disagreeing on something, but not quite arguing. The way the light and shadows played against them, Haden couldn't tell anything beyond the fact that one of them was a man, one a woman and that they were both black. As it began to get more heated, Haden had ...

... decided it was time for her to go. She stood and went back inside. Her night of sl**p was just as rough as the previous. She tossed and turned all night. At one point, around 3am, she got up and watched an hour of television in a zombie-like state. When she finally pulled herself out of bed around 10am, she decided that she wasn't going to work at all and just take the day off. She took an extra long shower, shaved her armpits, pulled her hair back into a pony tail and then busted out the little pink bikini that she'd purchased in Connecticut in anticipation of moving to New Orleans and its warmer climate. On her way out to the pool, she grabbed a bottle of hot pink nail polish, her strongest sun block and her pool warped romance novel. Once she was comfortable under the umbrella, she painted her nails and her fingers and just read, letting herself forget about sex toys, Andrew, work and everything else. But it wasn't long before her attention was diverted. A voice on a phone, urgent and male. It was coming from next door. At first she tried to ignore it, but curiosity began to get the better of her and she made her way over to the fence that bordered her property and the Brun's. Haden peeked over and saw a man standing by the pool. It took her a second to recognize him but she realized it was the pool guy she'd seen last time, when the dog had scared her. He was fiddling with a pool net with one hand and talking on his phone with the other. He was close to six feet tall, ...